<?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-7070471926181504605</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:36:39.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The happy life I've dreamed of...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6103222665642341294</id><published>2010-05-24T07:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:12:02.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinch me...someone pinch me!</title><content type='html'>...am I dreaming?&amp;nbsp; I'm loving life!&amp;nbsp; Of course, you all know this by this sappy blog...but it's so true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean is now working a Monday-Friday job; although with him being home more often, he's driving me crazy &amp;amp; vice versa, we are loving each others company.&amp;nbsp; It's so nice to have a set schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm trying to start a few new hobbies.&amp;nbsp; Scrapbooking...to keep up with Connor growing so quickly.&amp;nbsp;And, I've been practicing cake decorating.&amp;nbsp; That one, I think I will need more classes and practice on; and maybe some patience too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to touch base with some of you- how are you all doing??! Anyone know how I can possibly combine blogs?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6103222665642341294?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6103222665642341294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6103222665642341294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6103222665642341294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6103222665642341294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2010/05/pinch-mesomeone-pinch-me.html' title='Pinch me...someone pinch me!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6051904309278384856</id><published>2010-03-19T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:44:11.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive!</title><content type='html'>Hello my fellow blog readers...how are you??&amp;nbsp; Are you still out there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating lately just because I have been trying to keep up with everyday life..and well, lots of other fun &amp;amp; exciting changes for our little family too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see where shall I start?&amp;nbsp; First off, we still have our condo on the market, and are hoping very soon someone will come and fall in love with it here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's been a good home to us, but it's really starting to get smaller and smaller, as the three of us are living in a one bedroom...thank goodness for the loft, which is being used for Connor's room.&amp;nbsp; I've been working on keeping closets cleaned and organized...as well as hiding all the baby stuff...just in case we get that phone call of a prospect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me...I'm still able to be home with Connor, which has been more than I could have ever dreamed of....but, I too also need to do something to help out with the current economy. So, I started doing something I&amp;nbsp; have a passion for....photography!&amp;nbsp; So far, by word of mouth, I feel it's going GREAT...and best part of it all, I'm LOVING it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also plan to be babysitting a newborn in about a month.&amp;nbsp; Only something part time, three days a week. I met him today (took his newborn pics) and fell in love...he is sooo incredibly cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also helping 17 people on a journey of weight loss.&amp;nbsp; It's been so inspiring and awesome!&amp;nbsp; It's my very own "Biggest Loser".&amp;nbsp; We are in our second round, and the first round which was 8 weeks, a total of 15 people lost 186lbs!!!!&amp;nbsp; I took that weight&amp;nbsp; and did the pound for pound challenge, and was able to donate 186lbs of food to the local foodbank!&amp;nbsp; We concluded the first round with going out to a celebratory dinner.&amp;nbsp; This next round of 17 people, I have challenged them to complete a 5k (walk or jog!).&amp;nbsp; It's been so motivating to hear stories about everyone.&amp;nbsp; I've been doing this all through an online blog...and had everyone submit $20 to participate...the winner last time won, $300! It's so great to know that I am helping people make a right step to a healthier life...and at the same time, they are helping me.&amp;nbsp; I now go to the YMCA and workout at least 5 days a week and since Connor was born have lost 58lbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sean.&amp;nbsp; He's been training (along with me) for the Cleveland Half marathon.&amp;nbsp; He plans to do the complete full Akron marathon in September!&amp;nbsp; He's also has a few eggs in a basket for a new job position...we have our fingers crossed and happy to know that he is looking at multiple positive prospects. He is loving being a father...and it's the best thing to sit and watch him with Connor...and well, Connor adores Sean.&amp;nbsp; Sean is such a great husband and father, I've truly been blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, well, I'm sure there's lots more to ramble on about, but for now...I'm signing off.&amp;nbsp; If you'd like to keep up with my photography you can take a look at either of these sites...which are both a work in progress still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynseymcguinnessphotography.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;lynseymcguinnessphoto.smugmug.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are things with all of you?!?!&amp;nbsp; Stacey?&amp;nbsp; Erin? ....Buehler....LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6051904309278384856?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6051904309278384856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6051904309278384856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6051904309278384856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6051904309278384856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8044191573762741636</id><published>2010-02-09T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:10:23.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've last updated. &amp;nbsp;Reason being, rumor has it, some think I'm a bit over the top too happy- it's too mush and gushy to read. &amp;nbsp;Here's the thing...I write because I have a horrible memory and this is a great way for me to keep track of my feelings and life at the current time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm sitting here listening to Sean make Connor belly laugh by saying "ohhsa boysha doysha" while Connor is in the bath. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea where Sean got this, but Connor loves his Dad. &amp;nbsp;I have the best husband EVER! &amp;nbsp;Lately, I've just been overwhelmed or tired, or just not myself....striving to have everything as near perfect as I can....which is taking it's toll, as perfection can never happen. &amp;nbsp;But, I have the best support that I could ever have. &amp;nbsp;Last night and this evening, I asked Sean for some "me" time, only for an hour...tonight, I was able to get that hour and whoa...what a relief that is for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this will pass, as it's February and gloomy in Ohio, what more can I expect with really anyone in this area...Febraury always does this to me. &amp;nbsp;Here's to a great husband &amp;amp; happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8044191573762741636?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8044191573762741636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8044191573762741636' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8044191573762741636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8044191573762741636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2358298323564314202</id><published>2010-01-04T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:25:13.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short: but funny story!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend Sean had off- which is unreal!  He also received a gift card for Darden restaurants in this area- one of which is Bahama Breeze about 45 minutes from our house- we thought we would venture out there for a family night and pretend we were on vacation- despite the temperatures being in the teens.  So, off we went- we were having a great time.  I don't even know the last time I was in a restaurant with Connor.  Well, Connor was playing well in his carseat, but Sean wanted him out.  Our food had come; and I was just about done; so I offered to hold Connor for Sean.  He hands Connor over the table just as the waitress comes and asked if everything was okay. Connor was in my hands for JUST about 15 seconds when I lost what happened next other then Sean's entire coke had landed in Sean's lap!  I bursted out laughing; Connor who was standing on my lap bouncing started to laugh as the waitress and Sean both frantically try to get the ice off him.  The waitress felt HORRIBLE...and Sean handled it so well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2358298323564314202?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2358298323564314202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2358298323564314202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2358298323564314202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2358298323564314202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-but-funny-story.html' title='Short: but funny story!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3742175568562551617</id><published>2010-01-01T15:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:16:38.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010!</title><content type='html'>Wow- 2009 is gone behind us now- but what a great year....this morning when Sean and I awoke (by Connor babbling in his crib) we laid together for a few minutes and I told him this..."I'm not sure how this happens, but I love you more today then yesterday and yesterday I didn't think I could love you anymore than what I already do!"  Sean has been the BEST thing that happened to me.  Here's to wishing you and your family lots of LOVE, HAPPINESS, and HEALTH for 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-3742175568562551617?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3742175568562551617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3742175568562551617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3742175568562551617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3742175568562551617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-283513651977014151</id><published>2009-12-10T22:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:02:15.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;Hello family and friends….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;Well, Merry Christmas to you and your family!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of you haven’t met me quite yet, but let me introduce myself, I’m Connor and I was born earlier this year on June 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My parents say I do a lot of smiling, laughing, and am learning more each and every day so they gave me this task of writing the family’s Christmas letter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, here I drool over the keyboard thinking about how I can &lt;i&gt;explain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt; my parents.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are pretty silly; they do a lot of laughing themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;My Mom is currently staying at home with me and loving it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We do lots of fun stuff like sing songs and I really enjoy when she makes silly faces at me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes my Mom takes me to go play at the YMCA so she can train for her half marathon this upcoming spring. My Mom says that being a Mom is so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;My Dad, wow he’s a great Dad!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s working a lot right now with Walgreen’s as well as a part time job with Theken Spine (a medical equipment company).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My Dad is enjoying his jobs, but when he’s home with me; he’s really happy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He makes me laugh so hard at times it comes straight from my belly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My Dad is also training to run with my Mom in the spring, but in the fall he plans on completing a full marathon and I can’t wait to hold up a sign to cheer him on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;As for me, well, I’m not conceded but would have to say that I’m a pretty good baby.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love to take baths and splash around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also have traveled to many places so far; my parents have taken me to Michigan, Washington DC, and Washington state.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve gone on car, plane, and boat rides already…and have enjoyed all but the boat ride- that was a bit bumpy. This upcoming year my parents have a lot more trips in store for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;Well, I guess I could go on and on, but I think this letter will make my parents proud…here’s to wishing you and your family a VERY Merry Christmas as well as a great 2010, take care and God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;Love, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chalkboard;font-size:12.5pt;"&gt;Connor (and my parents too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-283513651977014151?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/283513651977014151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=283513651977014151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/283513651977014151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/283513651977014151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas-letter.html' title='Our Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7540431083858504458</id><published>2009-11-26T08:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:04:12.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>There is so much to be thankful for, no matter what shoes you find yourself in (so to speak).  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so thankful for such a wonderful husband, an amazing son, as well as such a supportive, loving family surrounding us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for the friends, old and new.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for all the health of our family and friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful that I get to be at home with Connor each day to see what new things he learns!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful that we are able to pay our bills.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for the roof over my head and clothes on our backs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for the food that is in our bellies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for all the men and women over seas and for their families supporting them back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for all the fun traditions, and new ones to start with Connor, such as waking to watch the Thanksgiving parade while reading the black friday ads (this year we won't be shopping....sad, I know!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a wonderful blessing; here's to wishing you and your family a wonderful Thanksgiving, and hope that you too are blessed this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7540431083858504458?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7540431083858504458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7540431083858504458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7540431083858504458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7540431083858504458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1485187274267682792</id><published>2009-11-24T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:11:38.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons...</title><content type='html'>...you are to make lemonade, right!?!?!  But, what if I DON'T want lemonade?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful for Sean to be working so hard for our family.  He is such a strong, driven, righteous man that I am proud to call my husband and best friend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God will provide.  We will continue to take one day at a time and focus on our goal as to where we want to be, for one day, hopefully sooner rather than later, we will be there...right where we want to be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1485187274267682792?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1485187274267682792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1485187274267682792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1485187274267682792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1485187274267682792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7433792638666440942</id><published>2009-11-19T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:20:07.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON!</title><content type='html'>I &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; win anything (okay, I won a great family!) But materialistic wise, I NEVER win anything, but I won from &lt;a href="http://thislittlenestofmine.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-have-winner.html"&gt;Stacey's&lt;/a&gt; blog giveaway!  Yeah!  Thank you &lt;a href="http://thislittlenestofmine.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-have-winner.html"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;!  (And, I hope you have changed your mind, school night or no school night; I think you should take your daughter to the midnight showing of 'New Moon'!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Just had to share that with everyone!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7433792638666440942?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7433792638666440942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7433792638666440942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7433792638666440942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7433792638666440942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-won.html' title='I WON!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3874019768439565178</id><published>2009-11-16T14:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:24:11.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting excited for our date....</title><content type='html'>This upcoming Sunday afternoon, Sean and I are going to go to the movies...and guess who gets to pick the movie!?!?  Yes, I do!  It's about time; he always gets to pick; then again, I normally don't care.  But right now it seems like there are soo many good movies that are coming out...but, we are going to see...."New Moon".  Yes, it's true- I'm totally into the Twilight saga.  The first book was amazing, movie was great....second book was a hard one to read, but the movie looks like it's going to be amazing!  I will have to say, I'm about 300 pages shy of the ending of the 4th book; and well...truth be told- I can't WAIT for that movie to come out...okay, so now I'm rambling about the Twilight saga on here- but point is-I'm sooo excited to go spend some time with Sean!  This will be our second date since Connor's been born.  I will have to say even though this is our second date, we always find time at night to cuddle up and talk and spend one on one time together...so it's not like we are longing for this; but I just don't think it would be enjoyable to go to the movies with an infant!  Now, let's hope that it's not filled with a MILLION teenaged girls.  I was hoping to go on a Monday afternoon or something when kids are in school; but since Sean will be working- this is the soonest we can go!  Okay, I just realized...it's only Monday- I have 6 days to wait now...argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-3874019768439565178?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3874019768439565178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3874019768439565178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3874019768439565178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3874019768439565178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-excited-for-our-date.html' title='Getting excited for our date....'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6524866793423972335</id><published>2009-11-02T22:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:44:57.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't ask for anything else!</title><content type='html'>So, can I just tell you that I am living the dream? I know, there are a few things out of the dream that could be better, for example the three of us living in a one bedroom condo...but other than that- I am living the perfect life! I couldn't ask for anything else in this life. Sean has been working a lot lately to provide for our family; but he is still insisting that we begin family traditions. This Fall, we went pumpkin picking, we bought apple cider, and we had a great day at a local farm taking pictures. At the farm, we just happened to come across this really cute dinosaur pumpkin!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399715820676976594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Su-k7hOCD9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/MKF8xdeC9iY/s320/143.JPG" /&gt;One day last week, Sean called on his way home stating that the milk at his store was set to expire the following week, so he was going to stop by another store to get milk that would last longer.  While he was there, he walked passed the floral department and for &lt;em&gt;no reason at all&lt;/em&gt;...he decided to pick me up these beautiful flowers!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399712768025073922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Su-iJ1NGmQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/H9URmodn5-A/s320/287.JPG" /&gt;I was so thankful for the flowers and again reminded that I am &lt;strong&gt;LOVING&lt;/strong&gt; life!  It's amazing how great it feels to have found "the one man" for me...and to have th BEST baby in the world (okay, a bit biast) BUT....it's just amazing that this is where I am in life.  For so many years in high school, college and beyond I had worked so hard, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dreamed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so hard to be right &lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt; where I am...and now that I'm here; I want to find that &lt;em&gt;pause button&lt;/em&gt;...because life is so great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to update more often, but we shall see how that goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6524866793423972335?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6524866793423972335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6524866793423972335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6524866793423972335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6524866793423972335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-couldnt-ask-for-anything-else.html' title='I couldn&apos;t ask for anything else!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Su-k7hOCD9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/MKF8xdeC9iY/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8041014261591387600</id><published>2009-10-15T11:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:20:57.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GAP Contest</title><content type='html'>Vote for Connor everyday for the &lt;a href="http://family.go.com/gapcastingcall/"&gt;GAP contest&lt;/a&gt;!  I want him to win so badly....Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get there, put smilyn22 in the box and VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do this EVERYDAY!!! (Please *wink*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help- tell your friends too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8041014261591387600?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://family.go.com/gapcastingcall/' title='GAP Contest'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8041014261591387600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8041014261591387600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8041014261591387600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8041014261591387600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/10/gap-contest.html' title='GAP Contest'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2230245375592864363</id><published>2009-10-15T11:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:13:35.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Stc7l0_lPtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/96DOVD7L81I/s1600-h/McG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392844599865982674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Stc7l0_lPtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/96DOVD7L81I/s320/McG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean and I...agh- our blog! It's been sometime since I have updated on here- but, nothing has changed with Sean and I...we are getting closer and closer and still laughing like two teens in love. We bicker a little bit more with each other, but it's all fun and games! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most recently Sean has proven, yet again...that he is a GREAT support in my life. I wasn't enjoying my last job....I pretty much hated it there from the beginning....but as some people from there read this, I won't go into much detail. But, going back to work after my maternity leave proved that I should just quit and rely on our faith...so, that's what we did! I quit my job with nothing to fall back on in this economy. Right now, it's Connor and I figuring out how to make a $1 turn into a $1.50 and Sean is off to work more and more to provide for us. Don't get me wrong, it's not like we are scraping bottom, but we are just being evermore cautious with our spending! Being at home, to be a wife and a Mom has been amazing! I have also found time for me as I go and workout at the YMCA. I am loving this, and also knowing that I do need a job...but for now relishing in the moment and loving that my husband is supporting this decision. This was a HUGE risk for the both of us to take as we are both planners...but this time, we are relying on faith...and what a GREAT feeling that is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2230245375592864363?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2230245375592864363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2230245375592864363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2230245375592864363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2230245375592864363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/10/lil-update.html' title='A lil update'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Stc7l0_lPtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/96DOVD7L81I/s72-c/McG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6544424888936645953</id><published>2009-09-23T22:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:38:41.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown is on...</title><content type='html'>5,4,3....I am so excited to be packing for a fun family trip to Washington state to visit my sister &lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;!  We leave in three days and it's true, I have started packing!  While we are out there we will be celebrating some birthdays.  We will be apple picking...and just spending time with family.  Sean has never been out west (well that far west) before, so it is going to be exciting to see his reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want you all to take a visit over at &lt;a href="http://thislittlenestofmine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey's &lt;/a&gt;blog...she's doing a fall time give-a-way!  Fall is my favorite season I think...it's so colorful, college football, jeans &amp;amp; sweatshirt weather, the crunch of leaves below your feet, pumpkin spice lattes...need I say more?  What is it you like about Fall?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6544424888936645953?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6544424888936645953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6544424888936645953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6544424888936645953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6544424888936645953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/09/countdown-is-on.html' title='The countdown is on...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3918683378745732816</id><published>2009-09-16T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:21:55.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow have things been busy! The past few weeks, my life has been consumed with the anticipation of going back to work. I am only there part time for now, but it seems like I am there a lot more...luckily I get to bring Connor with me, and then when Sean is done with his job, he comes up there and picks up Connor. However, they have me working really horrible hours, and at times the childcare isn't available for infants, which leaves me empty handed with Sean's retail schedule. So, my Mom, the amazing woman she is, took a vacation day so she could help us out tomorrow. I am not keen on having my Mom do this, but it was her idea and so I guess I have to be accepting of gifts once in a while.  While, I've been busy with work, Connor has started teething already!!! So, he was unimaginably fussy the last two days (of course, those are my first two days at work). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have been reading my blog for a while, know that I love the show 'Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8', well, this past Friday, I went to the Women's show and met Kate! It was so much fun....but, once I got to her, she asked me how I was...and I responded with "surprisingly nervous" she then laughed at me, and said "Seriously?" I then felt like a lot of time went by where I couldn't find any words to come out of my mouth. Yes, I guess you could say I was star struck...yes, I am a dork! This upcoming Saturday, I plan to go with my cousin to have her meet Lebron James...let's see how that goes! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382052384079125586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SrDkIMOUnFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9dHadOodwJY/s320/8525_1218503749913_1448474171_30642914_3930667_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, on a side note, Sean &amp;amp; I are still trying to sell our condo.  We are making due with what we have here, but would really like to move onto that next chapter with a house...preferably one of the ones we have fallen in love with that is still on the market....we'd like to get it before someone else...so, if you could keep us in your thoughts and positively think someone will fall in love with this condo like I did at one time, that would be great.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't forget to tune into &lt;a href="http://www.babymcguinness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Connor's blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-3918683378745732816?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3918683378745732816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3918683378745732816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3918683378745732816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3918683378745732816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SrDkIMOUnFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9dHadOodwJY/s72-c/8525_1218503749913_1448474171_30642914_3930667_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4352398944994874577</id><published>2009-08-25T13:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:02:57.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The things we do for each other...</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how much time a little baby takes up....but he is worth it!  I will have to say that this boggling of motherhood and wifehood is a bit tricky.  I blink my eye and Connor's looks have changed.  And, I blink my eye and Sean is back at work to provide for our family.  It is so hard to be a part of it all, but I feel that I am doing an ok job at this....I mean, I m keeping up with laundry...so life is good, right?  I am just sitting down after a whirlwind of a morning, 2 loads of laundry folded- third in the dryer.  3 mile run complete.  Connor's been fed 3 times already.  The house is picked up. Read a fun book to Connor (Mig the Pig). I have noted more items in Connor's baby book.  Sean's laundry is put away so he doesn't have to do it after work.  Clean dishes from dishwasher put away.  Clothes donated to goodwill.  Car washed.....egh!  And, now it's 2:00pm and I am beat....so, why not relax and blog while Connor is sleeping....it's so hard for me to sit and relax as there's so much that still needs to be completed....I can easily see how many women end up never finding time for just them....so, while Connor naps, and now that my boring blog has been updated...I'm off to paint my toes and sit in the sun!  I can't imagine how this is all going to work when I go back to work...I guess I am going to have to give up on freshly folded laundry or something along those lines!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4352398944994874577?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4352398944994874577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4352398944994874577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4352398944994874577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4352398944994874577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-we-do-for-each-other.html' title='The things we do for each other...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2881353634567588078</id><published>2009-08-17T16:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:12:02.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One year....</title><content type='html'>A year ago today, Sean and I left for our honeymoon!  &lt;div&gt;A year ago yesterday, Sean and I made a promise to spend the rest of our lives together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year ago, two days ago....Sean and I were dreaming of the BIG day with much anticipation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year ago, three days ago, we had our rehearsal practice and dinner with family and close friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year ago, four days ago....my sister and her family arrived and we welcomed them all in with a combined family cookout.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing that all the planning that took months only lasted for those few amazing days.   This past year, our life has been a crazy life....but in a good way.  We decided to start a family of our own, without much a due, we succeeded only after 2 months of trying.  Sean interviewed for a job promotion, but the timing just wasn't right this year.  Maybe next year.  We survivied the bad economy; as Sean supported it with purchasing me a car much to my dismay.  We went to Indians games, countless date nights-savoring them prior to our little addition. I sent Sean on an exciting valentine's day hunt (we all know he'd love for me to do that again...)  We laughed over silly stuff including the time when Sean's wisdom teeth were pulled- he doesn't do well on vicodin!  We put our condo on the market to move onto the next stage of our life.   And we shared the joys of welcoming our son into the world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say the first year is the hardest, but it's been the best year of my life.  I can't wait to spend the next 50 years with him, vacationing, talking, laughing, sharing, and eventually retirement sitting on a front porch in our matching rocking chairs and an iced cold glass of lemonade! &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/7070471926181504605-2881353634567588078?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2881353634567588078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2881353634567588078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2881353634567588078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2881353634567588078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year.html' title='One year....'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7191764382383146429</id><published>2009-07-21T22:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:46:50.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is flying...</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how much time is flying by- they say that happens when you are having fun!  I love being a wife and a mommy.  The juggling act between the two isn't as difficult as I thought it would be, however...I am sure once I put work back into the equation it will be a whole new story.  I love being at home right now, but unfortunately- you don't get paid to be at home...so, it will be off to work eventually.  I am lucky to have permission to take 12 weeks off..so I am savoring each and every day that is for sure! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A typical day in my shoes currently are...feedings every three hours- give or take. Taking naps with Connor on my chest.   Laundry. Bathing Connor or myself.  Walking....or rare trips to the health club for a serious workout.  Reading books and singing songs. Playing music. Changing Connor's clothes....(because of his talent of being able to pee up his BACK!  Not sure how the kid does it!) Did I mention laundry?  And, if you know me- you must know that each day consists of organizing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is amazing how quick the time is going by, then again, I guess we have been busy.  It's been 4 weeks since Connor has come into our lives.  We have had two people come see our condo on two separate occasions, unfortunately no buyers.  We have made it to a funeral. :-(  And, to a wedding.  Sean has had a job interview.  We have had MANY friends and family come over to meet Connor...and many more that still need to meet him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But through all of this; I have loved EVERY moment...I don't think I have been stressed once in the past 4 weeks.  We have been blessed with such a happy, content little boy.  I am so lucky to have Sean in my life; he's such a great husband and father.  I love watching the way the two boys interact...the way Connor just stares at Sean is incredibly awesome (Connor doesn't ever look at me/anyone that way....however Connor will react to the sound of my voice).  I am so lucky to have this time....now if someone could tell me how to stop the hour glass so I can relish in these moments forever, that would be great! &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/7070471926181504605-7191764382383146429?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7191764382383146429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7191764382383146429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7191764382383146429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7191764382383146429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-is-flying.html' title='Time is flying...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2229432837405987619</id><published>2009-07-11T08:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:45:44.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new life...</title><content type='html'>Since Connor has arrived- my blog name remains the same "the happy life I've dreamed of..." Being a wife and a mommy is such a  wonderful experience- one that I honestly didn't think I would be either title of (wife or mommy).  Sean is such a great husband and father and I couldn't be happier with him in my life.  I know now that there's a balancing act- I must continue to put him first, then our son.   As for Connor, wow- he's great...a very content baby- rarely cries....he's got his own little personality at the ripe age of 18 days old. Last night I was laying on the couch with Connor on my chest sleeping- and Sean walked in from a long day of work....Sean dropped everything and came over and the three of us just laid there- it was so nice that I guess I can only sum it up to....fairy tales do come true!   I am looking forward to this new life with my boys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2229432837405987619?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2229432837405987619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2229432837405987619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2229432837405987619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2229432837405987619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-new-life.html' title='Our new life...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-304575071747736854</id><published>2009-07-06T00:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:20:11.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor's birth...</title><content type='html'>Take a look at &lt;a href="http://babymcguinness.blogspot.com"&gt;babymcguinness.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; for updates on Connor's birthday- and future pictures to come...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update here in a bit....stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-304575071747736854?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/304575071747736854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=304575071747736854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/304575071747736854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/304575071747736854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/07/connors-birth.html' title='Connor&apos;s birth...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5205565881932234561</id><published>2009-06-29T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:08:07.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor Michael is here!</title><content type='html'>Born June 24th at 7:26pm weighing a strong 5 lbs 11oz.  He is 5 weeks early, but boy he is sooo stinkin cute.  We are still at the hospital and I plan to write several entries here in the near future while everything is so fresh in my mind....but for now- I have updated for all my fellow blog readers to let you know the good news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5205565881932234561?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5205565881932234561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5205565881932234561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5205565881932234561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5205565881932234561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/06/connor-michael-is-here.html' title='Connor Michael is here!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7087965878228030786</id><published>2009-06-17T17:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:09:35.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean's birthday...</title><content type='html'>yikes!  his birthday is right around the corner and I have NO CLUE what to get him...the man that has everything....thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7087965878228030786?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7087965878228030786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7087965878228030786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7087965878228030786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7087965878228030786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/06/seans-birthday.html' title='Sean&apos;s birthday...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5960569284500063791</id><published>2009-06-04T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:40:13.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean...is so great!</title><content type='html'>how many other guys ask their wife if they would like to go shopping for new clothes- maybe something special for the baby shower that is rapidly approaching?!?  Ohh, my husband does!  Of course, this is after he's picked up the house, vacuumed carpets, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completed&lt;/span&gt; the laundry, emptied the dishwasher- and demands me to come home from work and relax!  Who needs Edward Cullen when I have a Sean McGuinness!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could I be sooo lucky?!?!?  Now, if I could just get my BP to go down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5960569284500063791?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5960569284500063791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5960569284500063791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5960569284500063791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5960569284500063791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/06/seanis-so-great.html' title='Sean...is so great!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4886046863677247610</id><published>2009-05-29T15:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:45:55.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lacking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;blog ideas! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341334399968676354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SiA7VlC1CgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LMg6d3o1FNM/s320/confused-baby%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4886046863677247610?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4886046863677247610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4886046863677247610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4886046863677247610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4886046863677247610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/lacking.html' title='lacking...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SiA7VlC1CgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LMg6d3o1FNM/s72-c/confused-baby%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5386864203577809265</id><published>2009-05-22T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:18:47.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when it rains...it pours!</title><content type='html'>First off- Sean is doing GREAT minus his lack of wisdom (ha ha ha!)  He's healing nicely with his little chipmunk cheeks! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/ShdcZm6n76I/AAAAAAAAAMo/9rNERWmmUoU/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338837478283931554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I have come to find, when it rains, it POURS!   In the past week or two, the following have broke...and we need (or needed) new...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sean's front/back brakes for his car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The garage door spring (thank goodness no one got hurt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My FAVORITE large salad bowl (my doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our dryer's motor went kerplunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...not to mention all the other Dr. bills for me; and now Sean's mouth too...so, indeed; when it rains....it indeed pours!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, all in all; these are all material items.  I am healthy, Sean is healthy, my family is healthy...so, I will sit back, continue to pray that my family remains healthy...and that everything else will continue to fall into place and hopefully be repaired....cheap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5386864203577809265?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5386864203577809265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5386864203577809265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5386864203577809265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5386864203577809265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-it-rainsit-pours.html' title='when it rains...it pours!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/ShdcZm6n76I/AAAAAAAAAMo/9rNERWmmUoU/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7419593478580364902</id><published>2009-05-21T07:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:29:32.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom...</title><content type='html'>Sean is going to be getting his wisdom teeth pulled this morning...so, we both have the next 4 days off with each other.  Now, for me; I was out of bed the evening and eating spagetti O's...Sean, I think will be a different story; sooo....I have made a HUGE to-do list while I am home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clean out car, vacuum car, oil change, organize wedding pictures, organize all my other pictures as well, order photobook from our wedding- (yes, will have to look at each and every picture), organize &amp;amp; pack up some storage areas (so they can be filled in a few weeks with baby stuff; ie diapers, etc.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is it for now; however...is this the begining of nesting; or just me wanting to get caught up on some things?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish Sean luck; he has one tooth completely sideways- you should have seen the x-rays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7419593478580364902?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7419593478580364902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7419593478580364902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7419593478580364902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7419593478580364902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-704893227218363670</id><published>2009-05-11T19:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:18:12.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Yesterday was Mother's Day and I have to say- I hope I can be half the Mom, my Mom is...which would be a pretty darn good Mom!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Mom has always been there for us three girls; and very understanding of each of our needs as growing up, we were all VERY different.  My Mom raised me in a single parent house when I was the mere age of one; but that didn't stop her from being a room Mom, a girl scout leader, and a sport cheerer all the while working full time and I believe part time as well.  My Mom came to all of our school plays.  She took us out for ice cream for dinner.  We went on vacations.  My Mom was the "cool Mom" on the block as all the neighborhood kids would always play tricks on her...like stacking all the Christmas trees in front of her garage so she couldn't leave for work in the morning; or toilet papering our house- I believe once we counted 300 rolls.  My Mom is a nurse, so for us girls, we would say "Mom, I hurt my ________" and her candid response would always be "It will heal before you get married".   We would be sick; and she would say "did you throw up?" No, okay you're off to school".  (Mom, remember that one time when I was really sick and you didn't believe me, because I laid on your bed and took my hand and put it on my forehead as if I were acting....I then threw up all over your room).  My Mom is by far an amazing woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, my Mom also has some fun stories behind her madness of this balancing act; I won't mention that one time she hit the BIG orange barrels on the turnpike when her mind was lost somewhere else.  Or that time when she scared the ice cream man away, what about that time the family was off to the circus and a deer came flying over our car....these are all great moments of my Mom....that we will never her let live down. (Just kidding with these Mom).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Mom to this day puts us before anything; even her own needs most of the time.  My Mom has been a great Mom over the years, and now, as I am embarking on this journey into Motherhood...I hope I can be half the Mom she is for my sisters and I.  I love you Mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-704893227218363670?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/704893227218363670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=704893227218363670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/704893227218363670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/704893227218363670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mom.html' title='My Mom...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4891684580704923518</id><published>2009-05-07T18:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:40:14.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've always wanted...</title><content type='html'>A camera that would take lots of pictures in rapid succession; and now, I have one!  I have specifically been asking for the Nikon D40 just shy of a year now...and well, yesterday when I was at work, Sean called me.  I picked up the phone and the conversation went something like this...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean: I'm going to make dinner, what would you like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breakfast or chicken, mashed potatoes, and a veggie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Definitely breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean: Okay, I will have it ready when you get home, then we can go to Target and get your camera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WHAT?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean: What kind of breakfast do you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ramble on about eggs, biscuts, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrive home a few hours later and sure enough breakfast was near complete.  We then, shipped out to Target.  We arrive to the electronic section (where I may add- it was a nut house). The service guy asks us if we need assistance...long story short within literally 5 minutes; I have my dream camera, additional lens, and a receipt in my hand!  I couldn't believe it.  I am so excited to use this camera to capture memories and moments...now if it would stop raining so I can go outside and play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SgNg7vkrqaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/f109c9hBAj4/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333212963235670434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's what it look likes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4891684580704923518?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4891684580704923518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4891684580704923518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4891684580704923518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4891684580704923518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-always-wanted.html' title='I&apos;ve always wanted...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SgNg7vkrqaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/f109c9hBAj4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-646355651364390661</id><published>2009-05-04T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:10:06.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it all in...</title><content type='html'>Right now, I am sitting on my front porch of my little condo thinking how great it would be if we received an offer on the condo; or even someone to request to see the condo....as I sit here thinking of all the wants in the world, I am forgetting to take it all in.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sit here, the temperature is perfect, the sun is beginning to set between the tall pine trees and the birds are chirping a little tune. I can literally hear the wind. As I sit here and think to myself;  I need to remember to live in the moment.  Live in the moment that I have a little boy inside me kicking me; which I love feeling that.  It's time to take a deep breath, stop what you are doing and reflect on where you are right now.  Life certainly gives us a lot of curve balls in life.  A lot of "what ifs" and "but..." but life also tends to give us some moments and time to reflect.  I have been doing a lot of that lately...have you taken the time for you?  Off to daydream....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-646355651364390661?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/646355651364390661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=646355651364390661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/646355651364390661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/646355651364390661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/05/taking-it-all-in.html' title='Taking it all in...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-959545512656500016</id><published>2009-04-24T11:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:53:08.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SfH55-tPjOI/AAAAAAAAALw/u6cIQJVQlVY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328314608636628194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SfH55-tPjOI/AAAAAAAAALw/u6cIQJVQlVY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spending the rest of my life with Sean&lt;br /&gt;2. Bringing Connor into this world&lt;br /&gt;3. Going on my first family vacation to visit my sister in WA in September&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting a summer vacation (which I haven't had since 2001)&lt;br /&gt;5. Selling our condo &amp;amp; buying our first home&lt;br /&gt;6. Organizing the new home to our liking&lt;br /&gt;7. Begin running and working out again; I miss that "high"&lt;br /&gt;8. The next years watching Connor grow, discover and develop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I did Yesterday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gave Sean a hug and kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Laid out in the sun- on my lunch break&lt;br /&gt;3. Made my Mom's day by surprising her coming over and doing yard work&lt;br /&gt;4. Did yard work at my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;5. Taught a running class&lt;br /&gt;6. Checked my e-mail, facebook, etc...I'm computer addict&lt;br /&gt;7. Talked with my sister on the phone&lt;br /&gt;8. Got some chocolate custard...yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Random things about me that you may not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. I can juggle&lt;br /&gt;2. I graduated from high school early&lt;br /&gt;3. I have been seen in the audience on the following TV shows, Little People, Big World, The Today Show, The Rosie O'Donnell Show; and went to Oprah; but wasn't on TV&lt;br /&gt;4. I have flown a plane- a small 2 seater&lt;br /&gt;5. I had my college education paid off prior to graduating&lt;br /&gt;6. I made the Dean's list twice in college, this while working and attending school full time&lt;br /&gt;7. I would like to have 4 children (3 at least!)&lt;br /&gt;8. I like to talk and meet new people, but in unfamiliar areas, I freeze up and become really shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Be a stay at home Mom&lt;br /&gt;2. Say some things on my mind &amp;amp; not get in trouble or it be held against me&lt;br /&gt;3. Fly (like a plane; birds exert too much energy)&lt;br /&gt;4. Be famous; just for the $, then, be an unknown star who can walk around the lime light with no problem with being recognized&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish I could run....right now! (About 3-4 more months!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Be a bit more outgoing; like a "Coyote" from Coyote Ugly &amp;amp; dance on the bar&lt;br /&gt;7. I wish I could be a clone and be able to experience so much more at a double speed; so much to do and life is so short.&lt;br /&gt;8. I wish I could not worry about other people or the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Shows I Enjoy....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus 8&lt;br /&gt;2. Little People, BIG World (I went to their farm)&lt;br /&gt;3. The Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;4. A Baby Story&lt;br /&gt;5. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;6. The Office&lt;br /&gt;7. Law &amp;amp; Order&lt;br /&gt;8. Friends re-runs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-959545512656500016?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/959545512656500016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=959545512656500016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/959545512656500016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/959545512656500016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-things.html' title='8 Things...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SfH55-tPjOI/AAAAAAAAALw/u6cIQJVQlVY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8093604929500319339</id><published>2009-04-20T10:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:52:12.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our weekend...</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, like all was pretty busy...however, nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening Sean was off work, so we had the evening together. I had made dinner so we had a nice meal...and then decided since the weather was nice we would go for a walk. Our neighborhood is literally up hills, then down, so on and so forth, so I asked if we could go do a trail...and we found ourselves at Virginia Kendall where we walked for a bit and then watched the sunset. It was so nice. As we walked back to the car, I felt like a teen in love holding hands across the field to our car. It is so great to have moments like these...hand in hand and so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon, Sean and I had a "date night" which proved that we are a boring married couple...we found ourselves after a nice dinner at Outback (FREE with our cash back rewards from Discover Card) Then, we went to go to the movies with our FREE movie passes, but the guy at the theatre said "hey buddy haven't been an AMC for a year" then he continued to write on his little clip board. I then protested and said "apparently he doesn't want to sell us tickets; and we left". This is where we become boring....we went to Target to get a shower curtain and Lowe's to get a planted flower pot for our open house the next day. We then went and got some ice cream...which was sooo good. (Can you tell that's what I crave?) Once we got home, our neighbors called us and asked if we would like to come over and watch a movie; so we did; which made us feel a little bit less boring; since we were arriving home from our date just shy of 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, was just as nice....after cleaning the condo, I went to my Mom's house and she and I went to Target then, lunch at Panera...(she bought my lunch since I was a good little girl while she ran her errands at Target). After lunch, we went back to her house and I napped for a few hours; shopping made me tired apparently. When I woke up; I went home; Sean had just gotten off work and we had to go the the grocery store....now, most of you probably think of grocery store shopping as a pain...I do too! But, Sean, he's hilarious with grocery shopping! He dances around like Carlton from 'Fresh Prince', literally sneaks in and gives me a kiss as he secretively is adding items into my nicely organized cart. We start out with produce and by the time we get to the end of the store- we are stacking items on top of everything; including on the bread! (I hate that). We then always do the self checkout; I scan and he bags. We also try to guess how much we saved with coupons and our advantage card (this time was our best at $20 and have .60 cents off gas!) When we get home, we both bring in groceries, he puts away the dry stuff; and I do the cold stuff. I love this routine as we work really well together. I will have to say we will have to think of a new strategy when Connor is born since we over fill our cart...and can't even imagine a car seat carrier in there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, our Sunday evening ended with Desperate housewives...and ear wax candles! Yes, they are candles you put in your ear and it pulls out all the wax. I swear by them; they help with allergies and colds, etc. Well, you can't do it alone as there is a flame and someone needs to keep their 'eye' on it. Well, apparently time slipped by and Sean was like; don't move!!! Right as I was moving....the candles ashes fell onto the plate and Sean quickly blew at the fire causing ashes and some of the flame to go EVERYWHERE! It was funny because he then continued to say "LYNSEY DONT MOVE". There wasn't a fire, but there certainly was A LOT of laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly the life that I have dreamed of...and I am so thankful to have been able to spend some time with Sean the past few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8093604929500319339?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8093604929500319339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8093604929500319339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8093604929500319339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8093604929500319339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-weekend.html' title='Our weekend...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2173570499187769336</id><published>2009-04-07T13:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:13:07.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor's blog...</title><content type='html'>Don't forget to take at &lt;a href="http://babymcguinness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Connor's blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we are already so far along...before we know it; he will be here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2173570499187769336?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2173570499187769336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2173570499187769336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2173570499187769336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2173570499187769336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/04/connors-blog.html' title='Connor&apos;s blog...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7428953767870964503</id><published>2009-04-05T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:19:07.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 steps forward; 3 steps back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SdlVjKjblbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EA81217eVyI/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SdlVjKjblbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EA81217eVyI/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378497331697074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week, I really felt was  a rough week on me....yes, my birthday week and all; it just seemed like I kept grabbing the short end of the stick.    You see, as we all know I am expecting a little boy in 3 shorts months.  My world right now is in a constant "what if" state.  It seems like I have no control of a lot of things in my life right now.  I won't know when the condo will sell, where we will go, when Connor will arrive, what if all of that happens at the same time?  I know, I know, you're thinking; Lynsey- serisously one day at a time.  But, this is hard for me, "the type A, follow a list and check it off type of person". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, about a month ago, I scheduled all of these appointments so I can try to keep control with things.  Dentist appointments, eye Dr check up, my normal Dr. appointment, shopping with friends, and well, all of that on top of trying to work and have the energy to workout; it's just hard to keep up and stay ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, last week, not only did I have to cancel my dentist appointment because I didn't realize with my heart murmor that my actual family Dr had to see me to prescribe me my antibiotic...and well, with less than a weeks notice, I wasn't about to wait 3 hours in her waiting room.  So, I cancelled the dentist appointment.  A few days later, the eye Dr. receptionist calls and says that they do not accept our insurance and I would have to pay 100%....so, I cancelled that appointment as well.   It just seems as I sit, trying to get caught up in taking care of my health and my husbands- I keep getting the short of end of the stick trying to get ahead.  Sean on the other hand will be going to the dentist tomorrow morning for a teeth cleaning; lucky guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today, I sat in need of a hair cut- so after church; I left (as Sean worked on Connor's room) and I went and cut 5 inches off of my hair; and then I got layers- so...needless to say- I am not going to grow it out anymore to donate it.  I just couldn't do it; I wanted my nice healthy hair back; so I took control and got my hair cut!  Now...I hate it!  But it will grow back and it looks a lot healthier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week; Sean and I have a lot scheduled...he has dentist appointment and job interview for a promotion on Monday.  I have my ultrasound to check on Connor on Tuesday (please keep fingers crossed that they can see all 4 healthy heart chambers).  Wednesday evening, we have an infant CPR class, Thursday evening we have a meeting to see how much we qualify for a house...once the condo sells.  And, Friday evening; we have something planned, I am just forgetting at this point (hopefully it's relaxing) Saturday we are off to register for Connor....so with that all said...I am off to paint my nails and pamper myself as this next work week seems like it's going to be a busy one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, as you venture into a new work week, do the best with what you have; and well...let's hope that everything goes as planned and we aren't taking any steps backwards this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7428953767870964503?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7428953767870964503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7428953767870964503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7428953767870964503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7428953767870964503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-steps-forward-3-steps-back.html' title='2 steps forward; 3 steps back'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SdlVjKjblbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EA81217eVyI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-547202931540741918</id><published>2009-04-02T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:16:10.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's hope this doesn't stop for 50+ years!</title><content type='html'>This morning is yes, my birthday!  I am not one to really &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; my birthday; I don't like the attention and I would rather give gifts then receive...which always makes it difficult for others to think of something for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning, I was laying there all snug in my bed (I sleep alone now with my tossing and turning like a fish out of water).  Well, as I laid slumber all snug in my bed, I felt the covers lift off me and then Sean crawled in with me; holding me tight and wishing me a "Happy Birthday".  He was so sweet about it (since I am not a morning person).  He then told me I didn't look any older!  Then, as I slowly woke up, he started to get excited and he said; "Guess what?!?.....You're now the age that you will be when you have Connor!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, waking up this morning was so nice...which I can only hope that this happens for the next 50+ years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-547202931540741918?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/547202931540741918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=547202931540741918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/547202931540741918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/547202931540741918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-hope-this-doesnt-stop-for-50-years.html' title='Let&apos;s hope this doesn&apos;t stop for 50+ years!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8223533937057952119</id><published>2009-03-27T19:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:40:12.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Free</title><content type='html'>I went media free the other evening and just wanted to share what a nice evening it was.  I was also home alone so I will admit that it was a bit quite; but I was able to reflect clearly on a few things; I was able to accomplish a lot...including painted nails and toes (yes, I can still reach them for now). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to say, I highly recommend doing this...it was a VERY nice evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8223533937057952119?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8223533937057952119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8223533937057952119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8223533937057952119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8223533937057952119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/media-free.html' title='Media Free'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5197782956801809234</id><published>2009-03-25T16:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:11:03.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/ScqbpwalROI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LUt7ALwVX-Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317233451737629922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/ScqbpwalROI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LUt7ALwVX-Y/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;When was the last time you took time for YOU?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time to relax, read a book while a candle is lit?  Painted your nails; including your toes.  How about whiten your teeth, do a hair treatment, pamper you!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This evening, I plan to make it a media free night which I learned from my blogging friend &lt;a href="http://thislittlenestofmine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;.  I will not get on the computer, nor turn the TV on...and I am not going to answer my cell phone...it will be an evening just for me.  A time for me to reflect on things in life, and time for me to organize and keep busy without all the other distractions there are.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, yes, Sean is lucky since this evening he works; he doesn't have to partake in my media free evening!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish me luck as I think this will be hard to do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5197782956801809234?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5197782956801809234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5197782956801809234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5197782956801809234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5197782956801809234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/you.html' title='YOU!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/ScqbpwalROI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LUt7ALwVX-Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1835609905632990359</id><published>2009-03-21T16:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:00:24.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit touchy subject..</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, this post is going to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; the most controversial post I have ever shared.  Let's be honest, I really debated about writing it; but hey...maybe it will lead to lots of comments.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, this morning, I went to Target, you know had to get my weekly fill of Target in.  I was walking around the maternity area when a upper class younger girl and a mother joined me (those who know Target; there's only a few racks of maternity).  Well, I looked at the Mom thinking she was going to be having another child (she's maybe 40). But no...the Mom was there shopping with her 14 year-old (and this is me being nice...she could have been younger).  The Mom was stating to her daughter that she really needed to try on these jeans as her current ones are getting too tight.  The daughter, complained not wanting "that blue belt around the waist", she whined; threw a temper tantrum...I had to leave that section.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This girl was young and her Mom had to have lived in a nice, wealthy neighborhood...just by their clothes...but the rock on the Mom's hand confirmed it.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, where am I to judge; it's great that this young lady has talked with her Mom and will be going threw with having a child.   Who knows, maybe she will be giving it to a young couple who can't bear children...I am sure this baby like any child will be a blessing.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, on the other side of the coin where was this mother before her 14 year old was out making babies?  She's a child herself.  And, now, knowing the hormones, emotions, strange things that go on...I can't even imagine being 14 years old and going through this.  It saddens my heart that this young girl has to go through this and miss out on the other things in life such as sleep overs with girlfriends, attending school without looks from others...for crying out loud; she doesn't even have a job yet, or a license. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as you know, I don't know the full story behind all of this; however, what I do know is that there's a young girl in our area whose life is going to go through a lot in the next few months and my heart goes out to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1835609905632990359?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1835609905632990359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1835609905632990359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1835609905632990359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1835609905632990359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/bit-touchy-subject.html' title='A bit touchy subject..'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-9169760352199017407</id><published>2009-03-19T15:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:54:31.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever think of where you want to be a year from today?  I have had lots on my mind lately and just wonder how much will be changing here within the next year and those that follow.  And, I sit and wonder what goals of mine will get accomplished by the time I am 30 and which ones may end up by the wayside!?!  Not intentionally by the wayside, but as we are all well aware sometimes its good to expect the unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in hopes to jot down and make public, there are a few goals of mine that I would like to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a baby (or two, maybe 3 by 30)&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a house&lt;br /&gt;3. Build a closer relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;4. Take a vacation each year (I mean who doesn't need a vacation, right?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Write a book (not necessarily publish it)&lt;br /&gt;6. Organize my pictures from past, and continue to take more for the future; taking pictures is a passion of mine; and I don't take enough it seems.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be the best wife in the world to my ever deserving husband so we are still in this "puppy love" phase years from now&lt;br /&gt;8. Hopefully at some point live my dream of being a stay at home Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your future hold?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-9169760352199017407?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/9169760352199017407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=9169760352199017407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/9169760352199017407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/9169760352199017407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/goals.html' title='Goals...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6222715215412115675</id><published>2009-03-12T18:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:31:29.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...do you smell that?!?!</title><content type='html'>Can you smell it!??!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's spring!  Okay, maybe it's too soon to smell in our neck of the woods; however, it's coming you just have to look for it!   I know I have mentioned that I love my husband dearly and think he's the greatest thing since...well, sliced bread of course!  But there's something else that just makes him soo...appealing to me!  It's that he always takes the time to find the little things in life.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night Sean and I went for a walk on a metroparks trail.  It was so quiet and well, COLD! He forced me to wear a jacket (I fought since I had a sweatshirt on).  Then, when we got to the car, he mentioned he also grabbed me some gloves...I laughed at his thoughtfulness.  We arrived to the trail; and let it be known, I think it had dropped 5 degrees since we left the house; I then bundled up as he helped me put on my jacket (quite the gentleman).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We began our venture holding hands down the trail and nodding our heads to the other brave souls walking.  Then, thats when it happened...we heard the sway of the branches and both looked up hoping not to find a tree branch about to fall...and then in the midst of the Cuyahoga River, we saw it!!  Well, Sean saw it and pointed it out.  The trees are starting to bud!  Yes!  Then, looking down at the ground, there we saw daffodils were starting to peer out of the ground.  Yay....there is light at the end of the jackets, gloves and seeing your breath when you breathe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, yesterday starting out on our walk; I DIDNT want to go at all.  I was too wrapped up on how stressed I am with work, being pregnant, selling the condo, trying to be a good wife, daughter, friend, cousin, etc.  It's like I feel that I am finding myself all wrapped up in one big stress-ball.  Then, here's my husband to balance me out and point out the little things; such as the trees budding, or being caring enough to think of me being cold and pack me gloves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's my recommendation.  Take a moment for you.  Take a moment to look around and see how things are changing in everyday life.  It's so easy to get wrapped up in little things or involved in day to day stress that we typically miss the beginning of spring where things start fresh and new. It's also a good time to reflect on what we do have in life and may take for granted from time to time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6222715215412115675?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6222715215412115675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6222715215412115675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6222715215412115675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6222715215412115675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahhhdo-you-smell-that.html' title='Ahhh...do you smell that?!?!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8961567427982020840</id><published>2009-03-09T19:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:24:50.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever lose sleep over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;excitement of what is to come later in the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;knowing you have to return your neighbor's ladder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wondering if you are going to slip on saying your future child's name (we are keeping it a secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wondering what the future child is; boy or girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wondering if the clothes in the dryer are really dry or should I put them back through again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why I can't seem to get comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who the hell thought of the idea of daylight savings again? And, am I the only one suffering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how many people know of the two states that don't take part of daylight savings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, wait, was that just the baby moving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;does that mean the baby will be awake this time outside of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;really; do I have to pee again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maybe I should read?  Wait, I don't have a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to go to FL?  no, I want to visit my sister?  maybe I could do a roadtrip or DC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I did go somewhere I would have to prepare for extra bathroom breaks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what will work bring me tomorrow? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few of my random thoughts that kept me up last night.  I can't believe that I can't sleep.  I know, I can hear it; "Wait until the baby comes"...but here's the thing; I haven't had sleeping problems since college...why are they starting again?  Does anyone have any tips on how to catch more zzz's before the baby comes?  Really, my mind is going nonstop over silly stuff.  I even asked Sean to hold me so I could try to calm myself down (he's such a great husband, he did hold me of course and he tried his best to calm me down).  I have been skipping naps which has been horrible...but then when it's time to finally sleep; I can't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8961567427982020840?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8961567427982020840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8961567427982020840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8961567427982020840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8961567427982020840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-ever-lose-sleep-over.html' title='Do you ever lose sleep over...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6760469684295162564</id><published>2009-03-06T16:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:54:53.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum roll please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, why should I keep you all waiting any longer?!?! But, I want you to know that I will be updating here the most; but want to share my other new blog...so there will be two places to check...but it will be well worth it...so be sure to put both blogs on your list. Here's the link to second blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://babymcguinness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://babymcguinness.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And, for all of you who found me via my sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com"&gt;Amy's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com"&gt;;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I hope that you stay and read to learn about our new experiences on this blog as well as my other. I love people reading my blog and even more, I love the comments so I can then read your blogs as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6760469684295162564?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://babymcguinness.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6760469684295162564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6760469684295162564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6760469684295162564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6760469684295162564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum roll please...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3384137159807597739</id><published>2009-03-04T17:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:59:07.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Condo For Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Sa8HKwZdztI/AAAAAAAAAJo/94Twk9e5uHA/s1600-h/3008996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309470367064903378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Sa8HKwZdztI/AAAAAAAAAJo/94Twk9e5uHA/s320/3008996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our condo is officially on the market- in little Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio. Our little family is growing and need to sell. If you know of anyone who is interested, please pass on the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit Howardhanna.com and look for 546 Meredith Lane Cuyahoga Falls, Oh 44223.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-3384137159807597739?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3384137159807597739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3384137159807597739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3384137159807597739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3384137159807597739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/condo-for-sale.html' title='Condo For Sale'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/Sa8HKwZdztI/AAAAAAAAAJo/94Twk9e5uHA/s72-c/3008996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2765968317433818625</id><published>2009-03-01T13:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:33:30.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet...</title><content type='html'>On November 18th, 2006 I moved into my condo; a great stepping stone shortly after I graduated from college.  That too was a bittersweet moment moving away from home, but sure enough it was something one has to do.   This past Friday evening, I signed the papers to put our condo on the market.  I feel confident with our relator and excited for what she has to bring to the table, but it's still bittersweet.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, this condo has brought me great joys.  I feel it brought Sean into my life; when I finally realized an attempt to be open with trying new things; to spread my wings to fly.   This condo has housed many gatherings from game nights, jewelry parties, spa parties, mother day brunches, birthdays, the 'meeting' of the parents...the list goes on...  Yes, it's a tiny little condo but it has been great for gatherings of family and friends.  Now it's too tiny for our growing family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to the sale of the condo.  I look forward to packing and reminiscing the good times...and the few bad (such as that time I flooded the neighbor belows' bathroom....oops!) .  I look forward to finding that perfect house for us and making it our home. Most of all, I look forward to that next chapter of my life moving on from single me to on with my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2765968317433818625?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2765968317433818625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2765968317433818625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2765968317433818625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2765968317433818625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/03/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-238356718708931105</id><published>2009-02-27T16:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:48:53.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog...coming soon!</title><content type='html'>I have been sick for three days now; so between sleeping, sneezing, and working....I have been working on my new blog.   And...I just wanted to let you know that soon I will be releasing the new baby blog...of course; I will still keep up with this one...however, one for all of those who are anxiously wanting to hear about the baby.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is feeling well and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-238356718708931105?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/238356718708931105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=238356718708931105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/238356718708931105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/238356718708931105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blogcoming-soon.html' title='New Blog...coming soon!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8035980312159199039</id><published>2009-02-23T12:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:34:02.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 12:33 pm...</title><content type='html'>...and all of the offices are busy out to lunch themselves!  How am I supposed to call and set up appointments when there is no one on the other side of the phone!?!  Gah!  Maybe I will have to sneek some calls while at work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8035980312159199039?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8035980312159199039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8035980312159199039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8035980312159199039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8035980312159199039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-1233-pm.html' title='It&apos;s 12:33 pm...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5839098498011259818</id><published>2009-02-23T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:53:01.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do....so little time (or energy)!</title><content type='html'>How is this really expected?  I have always made it to the Dr. for a yearly checkup.  That is about it that I can say that I have done each and every year for my health.  Yikes, I know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one work a 45-hour week...without a child fit it all in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The last time I went to the dentist was freshman year in college; when I had my wisdom teeth pulled.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The last time I went to the eye Dr.  was...probably freshman year in college when I realized I couldn't read in the screen in the big lecture hall.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About 2 months ago, we were told to find a pediatrician for Baby McG.  Yes, I have asked some friends and family; but....have I interviewed anyone...no!   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are trying to put the condo on the market and did meet with the realtor; still haven't heard back from him though!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Today at my lunch break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I plan on making several calls and arranging appointments for a dentist for both Sean and I (and see if they are taking new patients).  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I plan on calling a highly recommended pediatrician practice through Children's hospital and see if they are taking new patients and to see if we can set up an interview.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I plan on calling our condo association to see the status on fixing our ceiling...yes, it has water marks...and I have prolonged their long over due response; I also have to inquire about an outdoor light fixture. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I plan on calling my eye Dr. and see when I can go in for a check up and hopefully for a much needed new pair of glasses. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So- is it just me; or is it this easy to fall behind with all these appointments on top of trying to keep up with family and friends.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5839098498011259818?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5839098498011259818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5839098498011259818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5839098498011259818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5839098498011259818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-to-doso-little-time-or-energy.html' title='So much to do....so little time (or energy)!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2252756406537527243</id><published>2009-02-20T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:48:58.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walgreen's...FREE photos today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZ7QW4KFC_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/RJwps8Q2lOY/s1600-h/walgreens_logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304906502539381746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZ7QW4KFC_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/RJwps8Q2lOY/s320/walgreens_logo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hello all! I just wanted to share that today only you can go to Walgreen's website and upload &lt;strong&gt;20 FREE 4X6 prints.&lt;/strong&gt;  When it comes time to checkout all you have to do is hit &lt;em&gt;'oneday'&lt;/em&gt; and then hit update total...&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;! Easy as that; and then you go and can pick them up within an hour! &lt;em&gt;(**I'm sitting here at work uploading pictures FINALLY from our wedding from my sister's Kodak webpage**).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for Sean's benefit; he would probably want me to tell you to shop around the store a bit and see what other deals you can find there; really if you take a look at their ad, and use the weekly coupons you can really find good deals there each week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2252756406537527243?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2252756406537527243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2252756406537527243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2252756406537527243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2252756406537527243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/walgreensfree-photos-today.html' title='Walgreen&apos;s...FREE photos today!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZ7QW4KFC_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/RJwps8Q2lOY/s72-c/walgreens_logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-488541701306444680</id><published>2009-02-16T15:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:22:49.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I thought I would update you all on our first valentine's day as a married couple.  This year I really wanted to do something memorable...and I think I accomplished that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up and Sean was thrilled to give me my presents; there they sat on the dinning room table a dozen of red roses and a large bag of goodies; a stuffed bear; peanut m &amp;amp; m's (my fav), other chocolates, a picture frame (my fav), and a few other fun things including a little princess heart shaped candy (he's too cute).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he gave me my presents; he and I made breakfast together...pancakes, eggs, sausage, toast, lots of stuff.  I even tried to use my new 'smooch lips' cookie cutter to make the pancakes; but it wasn't working; then I tried hearts, and then I gave up; we had circles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean knew he wasn't getting my gift until 4:30- and that I had a quick errand to run at 4:20- but I would be back to pick him up and he had to be ready.  So, I left and then ran to Giant Eagle to pay for a large cookie that said "I love Sean" on it.  As I left Giant Eagle, I called Sean...here's how the rest played out.  I told him via the phone that if he wanted to see me again; he had to go to his jacket and follow the clues as quick as possible. Inside his jacket was a prerecorded card that told him I loved him and that he had to follow the clue on the left hand side and all of those that followed and to have fun.  The first clue was to my aunt's house; where she greeted him at the door telling him to hurry to the next stop...that was Giant Eagle (to pick up the cookie I just paid for).   The next stop was my Mom's mailbox.  Then, the best stop in my opinion was the dollar tree, where he left with 10 valentine Mylar balloons.  He was then directed to his Dad's house where he got his last clue to meet at our first date restaurant.  There, I had reserved the SAME booth we sat at for our first date.   Each stop also had his favorite candies and other little presents to keep him moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZoAS0CQc0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/kJkN3O5gE74/s320/P2010737.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303551834387936066" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is Sean leaving the dollar tree; yes, I was hiding and took pics!&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we sat at dinner; I looked around the restaurant (we haven't been back since our first date) and I kept looking at him; and I remember sitting there the first time hoping that 'this guy' would be the guy.  I am so lucky to have Sean enter my life and to say that he has made me &lt;strong&gt;incredibly happy&lt;/strong&gt; is an understatement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, for all of those who are wondering; what did Sean think of this scavenger hunt?!?  He said over and over that it was very creative, he's excited to see what I will do for our kids most of all....he did enjoy it; even better he had no clue about it and was very surprised and touched by it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-488541701306444680?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/488541701306444680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=488541701306444680' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/488541701306444680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/488541701306444680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-surprise.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Surprise'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZoAS0CQc0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/kJkN3O5gE74/s72-c/P2010737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8387743562278898900</id><published>2009-02-14T22:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:43:46.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy...</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's day to you all!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8387743562278898900?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8387743562278898900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8387743562278898900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8387743562278898900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8387743562278898900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy.html' title='Happy...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6578849035045013882</id><published>2009-02-10T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:43:19.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid silly stuff that's made me laugh...</title><content type='html'>Well, not sure if I have completely lost my marbles, but I can say that I have been doing weird stuff lately that just makes me laugh.   Here's a few that will hopefully put a smile on your face.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZI6VzdnIcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/91nix1lZqhM/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301363857634566594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When making eggs for dinner, I cracked the first egg's shell and put it in the bowl.  Now, onto the second egg, I cracked it...and poured it into the carton; then threw the shell into the  bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have put the box of cereal in the fridge, and the milk in the pantry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When moving a fan from one side of the desk to the other, apparently my pinkie slid right in and got caught within the plastic blade...ouch!   It's not a terrible cut; a little larger than a paper cut.  But for those of you who may have forgotten; turn a fan off prior to moving it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When going to the bathroom the other day at work, I walked up the stairs...stood there and asked myself where the heck I was going since there wasn't a bathroom upstairs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thankful for my new car; I locked my keys in the car!!! But I just entered the code on the side of the door; and I picked them up (Thanks Sean for the car!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess that's not many; but each one of them I ask myself...what the heck!!! &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/7070471926181504605-6578849035045013882?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6578849035045013882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6578849035045013882' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6578849035045013882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6578849035045013882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-silly-stuff-thats-made-me-laugh.html' title='Stupid silly stuff that&apos;s made me laugh...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SZI6VzdnIcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/91nix1lZqhM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5472276081815661240</id><published>2009-02-05T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:17:24.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am "lucky"!!!</title><content type='html'>I remembered I used to question the definition of "luck".  I mean, what does "luck" really mean? Pure "luck" to buy that winning lottery ticket?  Do you make your own "luck" by thinking certain ways?  Is luck really finding that four leaf clover in a patch? With that said, I guess I never really believed in luck; not going to lie...I still don't.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, whatever "luck" means; I certainly feel lucky!  I know a bit of an 'oxymoron', however, I really feel so lucky to have such a loving husband.  I am now 15 weeks along with our first child and it's been fairly an easy pregnancy (other than being tired).  And, with that said, not once have I asked for help with laundry, trash, dishes, nothing!!!  And, in those 15 weeks, I can't tell you when I have done any of those tasks.  This past Tuesday and Wednesday Sean was off work and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; for a "to-do" list.  So, I gave him one and made my own as well....you know since my energy is starting to come back I should start pulling my own weight around here. Well, guess what; he completed both of his; and mine!  And, now here I sit...blogging.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not lucky just because my husband does things around here without me asking, but I am lucky to have such an amazing guy truly love me (and I love him back more and more everyday which I didn't know was possible).  I never dreamed that I would find such a great guy; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never!!!&lt;/span&gt;  And, now, here I am each day loving this amazing guy; and I will admit I hope that it stays this way after the little one is here, and the next little one, and well, the next...and the next!  I hope we always stay this way; so happy and so in love.   We both love our condo that we live in; and know that one day soon we will put it on the market...moving onto something together and for our family, I hope we are just as happy there as we are here.   And, now here I sit like a high school girl waiting by the phone for Sean to call me on his way home from work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know sometimes people can get wrapped up in things and not remember the value of what they have...what areas are you lucky in?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5472276081815661240?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5472276081815661240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5472276081815661240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5472276081815661240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5472276081815661240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-lucky.html' title='I am &quot;lucky&quot;!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-988754683265504958</id><published>2009-02-03T17:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:58:33.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby McG Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I just thought I would update you on today's Doctor's appointment.   Sean went with me again and it was just a short little appointment to check BP, urine test, and the baby's heartbeat.  Well, the first of the two were very easy; my BP is down from the first visit.  It was 130/82 today...which is actually high from when I take it at home...so I may have a bit of that "white coat syndrome".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Then it was time to find the baby's heartbeat. Sean and I played a game to guess what it would be...my guess, 142; his guess 155. The nurse put the little sonogram thing on me and about 5 minutes passed with commentary such as "wow, it's never been this hard for me to find a heartbeat"  needless to say her bedside manor wasn't any good.  She then left and went to get the RN.  The RN came in the room; and I breathed a sigh of relief this was the nurse we had last time and she was GREAT!  She put that thing on me; and...20 seconds later we had a strong heartbeat of 154...Sean was so close!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;The Doctor says everything else looks good and that we will see him again on March 10th for the BIG ultrasound.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-988754683265504958?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/988754683265504958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=988754683265504958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/988754683265504958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/988754683265504958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-mcg-update.html' title='Baby McG Update'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1030308203517183163</id><published>2009-01-29T09:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:59:34.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14 weeks!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, many of you have requested a baby update; so here you go!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, there are the joys of pregnancy and then there are so many things that are unexpected that goes along with it. Everyone asks...how are you feeling, are you having weird dreams, what do you think the sex of the baby is, what names are you thinking of....so, I guess that's what I can update you all on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am feeling great compared to some stories of other moms-to-be. The worst side effect is tiredness. Just the other evening I fell asleep on the couch at 8pm...and slept until 7am...of course, in between I got up at least 3 times to use the facilites. My belly is certainly starting to grow which doesn't hold people back from asking &lt;em&gt;"wow; what are you having twins? triplets?". &lt;/em&gt;I will have to say I don't love people like that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for my dreams, they have been amazing! They are so vivid and when I tell them to Sean he just gets this &lt;em&gt;"why am I married to her again?"&lt;/em&gt; look on his face. Without going into much detail, I have had a dream about a terrorist attack; about how I made friends with 2 cats and a duck and they ganged up on me and threw hermit crabs at me (and this dream I literally screamed out loud and Sean came running because he was still downstairs watching tv), and several other dreams about friends who are pregnant and I have predicted the sex of their children (now they have had ultrasounds and know)...I have been correct with 2 of the 3. I have had a dream about our child...and it was a boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for the sex of the baby; it's really a 50/50 chance however, I will have to say my first instinct was a boy...so, I am going to stick with that; even though I am starting to lean towards a girl. Sean insists this baby is a girl. Actually, he's not the only one...I will say just about everyone has their opinion and insist on the sex of the baby; about 90% say this baby is a girl. Having people guess is quite fun. My one friend came up to me and asked me to show my hands....in return my friend insists it's a girl by the way I showed my hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for names for the little one...we are toying with 2-3 names per sex of the child...but, we are not going to share the names until...the baby is born. We want to have somewhat a surprise for everyone and something fun for them to look forward to. However, since we are still not 100% sold on a name; we are taking some suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Here's what the little one looks like now. Weighs about an ounce and is the length of a flip phone&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3dpregnancy.parentsconnect.com/calendar/14-weeks-pregnant.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #444444 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #444444 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #444444 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #444444 1px solid" alt="14 Weeks Pregnant" src="http://images.3dpregnancy.com/en/2D/200/14-weeks-pregnant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1030308203517183163?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1030308203517183163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1030308203517183163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1030308203517183163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1030308203517183163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-weeks.html' title='14 weeks!!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4963400736738662381</id><published>2009-01-26T21:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:08:45.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our own version of a TLC show...</title><content type='html'>It's that time to try to do what we can to make our condo look nice so we can hopefully put it up on the market for a quick sale in this economy.   Something that has been driving my Dad crazy since I moved in was the kitchen floor...so, I figured; heck, I will take his advice and install "Allure" flooring from 'The Home Depot'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought this project would &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; take 3 hours.  Our kitchen isn't that big and it's a simple "stick it together and move onto the next piece" project.  And, our friends, Nate and Liz had offered to come over and help us with this project; so we of course said "that would be GREAT!"  What I didn't factor in, was the odd shape of the kitchen, as well as the fact that we'd have to move the stove and the fridge out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295802634417349234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SX54cAkGInI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CM65M48QeGI/s320/P1120690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Here's the before picture)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295803841113640546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SX55iP26TmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TIxkF5L1hoU/s320/P1120692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(How do we move this stove out?  Little did they know it would be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;HARDER to move it back in!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While the boys were re-doing the floor, us girls tackled the closets upstairs.  We cleaned out and organized the loft, my side of our closet and the bathroom.  In the midst of our cleaning, I found a Christmas present that was for Sean.  Yes, a month late, but I guess better late than never.  Best part; I couldn't remember what it was; so I was just as surprised when he opened it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295803856443901970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SX55jI97iBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cm52Q8oMpEM/s320/P1120697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(It was 2 polo shirts from Aeropostale)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295803829716227074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SX55hlZjlAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jsmjWbW1PHI/s320/P1130701.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And, the final product...10 hours later!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4963400736738662381?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4963400736738662381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4963400736738662381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4963400736738662381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4963400736738662381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-own-version-of-tlc-show.html' title='Our own version of a TLC show...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SX54cAkGInI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CM65M48QeGI/s72-c/P1120690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5242069727433786040</id><published>2009-01-22T18:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:34:55.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To my friends...Josh &amp; Meg!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello all, well, I have received some ideas for a blog...talk about pregnancy (I have a secret blog about all that stuff...will share link at later date...once it's all up to date), talk about Nate, clarify that money technically isn't paper so it doesn't grow on trees, talk about pregnancy....yes if you read the comments, Josh really thinks pregnancy talk would be fun...or I could talk about Josh..since everything is about him!!!  But of all the topics; I really am going to talk about Josh. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see Josh and Meg are great friends of mine who I don't see nearly enough.  They are married and I used to work with the both of them at the YMCA...I shared an office with Josh (who was also my boss) and I would scream across the hall anytime I wanted to talk with Meg. Well, these two are a great couple; who I have looked up to with college and with my career.  I can't tell you all of the times that they have made me laugh (inlcuding the time I threw a piece of paper at Josh in the office and he ducked and fell out of his chair- do you remember that Josh?!?!?)  And Meg, she recommended the best Doctor in this world after she took care of me one day with my lovely cramps (Meg, do you remember that I literally couldn't put that heat patch on...and sure enough 24 hours later you were confirming...did you call the Dr???)  I kind of have them up towards the top of my totem pole of people who I have looked up to for years.   I have also joked if I won the lottery; they would receive a chunk of it...really they would.  Reason why...they both work so hard, have an adorable son, find the positive in EVERTHING...and well, have helped me in times of need in an unknowing way- just th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em being themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, this GREAT couple of mine is going threw something that I personally don't think I could do.  Josh is currently away "playing army guy" for the next year with active duty with the military.  Now, as you all know from previous posts; Sean and I go a few days without technically talking or seeing each other because of our schedules don't mesh; but I will have to say I won't complain about that again.    As we all know, this war has been going on for years...I have always known someone who knows someone in war; but now...I actually know someone...and I know he's a GREAT guy and has a GREAT family awaiting his safe arrival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SXkLQ6tUlgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hxm_gDn53qk/s320/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294275222215890434" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Josh and Meg I know you are reading this and I want you to know as shared before that you both are in our thoughts and prayers.  You both are amazing people and whatever I can do to help you both through this time; please spell it out for me as I have no clue what to do.  And,  I guess I also want to share how much the both of you mean to me.   So, to the both of you remember to take this one day at a time...and Josh; you come back safe and when you do...who knows...I may have the little girl you are guessing about. Keep in touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5242069727433786040?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5242069727433786040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5242069727433786040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5242069727433786040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5242069727433786040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-my-friendsjosh-meg.html' title='To my friends...Josh &amp; Meg!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SXkLQ6tUlgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hxm_gDn53qk/s72-c/DSC01037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5071601437716515083</id><published>2009-01-22T10:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:22:19.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss of ideas...</title><content type='html'>HELP!  I am having trouble of thinking of ideas to blog about; I guess either my life is getting boring; or...who knows!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5071601437716515083?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5071601437716515083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5071601437716515083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5071601437716515083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5071601437716515083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/loss-of-ideas.html' title='Loss of ideas...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7122474224510235881</id><published>2009-01-14T19:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:40:46.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does $ really grow on trees?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SW6Qh6YYi4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Coay-0MuXCg/s1600-h/images%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291325524488522626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SW6Qh6YYi4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Coay-0MuXCg/s320/images%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Since it's made from paper...I guess it does! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I know, I am such a dork...but as we have rolled into the new year...and now saving for not only a baby; but a house for the baby...we have been trying our darndest to save our money...and well, not to mention the economy. Anyways, I thought; I am sure there are others out there that are trying to save some money in these rough times so why not put a post of some easy cost cutting tips that we have and are just starting to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unplug your cell phone chargers/microwave/lamps...etc while not using them. Yes, some times a pain to plug back in; ecspecially when it's the lamp and hard to see. We really have seen a lot of savings with this. Don't forget your computer as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Make meals at home. Yes, with working it's hard, but try to plan ahead. If you do go out with friends or as a date order water, try to go at happy hour, and check online for any coupons prior to going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I use my Discover card for just about anything we really need- Gas, groceries, phone bill, etc...I gain cashback rewards; then I apply that to my bill...or occasionally, I get movie tickets for Sean and I. Remember to pay the enire card off that month...budget for what you charge. When not charging; use CASH for all other purchases and only allow a certain amount of cash for your wallet until your next pay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Mom was always a stickler with the lights...and I would have EVERY LIGHT ON..even if I wasn't in the room..."if your not in the room, turn the light off"~Mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When shopping; don't buy name brand; go to several stores if savings will be significant, cut coupons, and check the aisle ends for clearance items. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are new things we are trying:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Make a list when going shopping and stick to it! (We have tried this once so far...and we only added carbonated water for me and bagels...again for me; but this was much harder than I thought it would be.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's also hard for me to not just stop by Target and check the clearance; so, the only money on me is the cash. My Discover and other credit cards are hiding at home...and I must remember to grab them when I plan on using them; like when my gas light came on last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep reciepts of everything purchased for 30 days; then re-evaluate what the money was spent on; needs or wants?  Still trying to get Sean to do this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When running errands, try to save on gas and go in sequence or to places closer to home/work instead of traveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7122474224510235881?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7122474224510235881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7122474224510235881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7122474224510235881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7122474224510235881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/does-really-grow-on-trees.html' title='Does $ really grow on trees?!?!?'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SW6Qh6YYi4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Coay-0MuXCg/s72-c/images%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5021598930235252672</id><published>2009-01-11T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:43:58.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As anticipated, we received about 10 inches of snow this weekend....and thank goodness I didn't have to go anywhere...then again, I was bored out of my mind.   Friday evening Sean and I quickly ran to Walgreen's to pick up a prescription for me then we got some dinner...went home and relaxed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday, we woke up to lots of snow!   Sean had to work in the afternoon; so that morning we lounged around and watched the taped show of 'The Biggest Loser' from Tuesday.  After he left, I took a 3 hour nap!  Really productive!  Not.  So, I did 3 loads of laundry, folded them, ran the dishwasher, put out my valentine's decor, re-organized kitchen cupboards, the pantry, and cleaned the fridge.  When I went again to lay down, my neighbor Jamie begged me via face book to go and explore the snow fall; so...we bundled up and went.  Here's a picture below of the snow in our back woods.  As soon as I went to take a picture...my batteries died.  This picture is from Jamie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1945/138/35/1100794362/n1100794362_30053184_1002.jpg" width="402" height="604" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was here before I knew it.  Sean and I met up with my family for a breakfast at Bob Evans.  After breakfast we went to Target.  When we got home from Target, Sean went outside to clean his car off; he took mine yesterday with all of the snow...today he had to dig his out.  So, as he was digging himself out, I quickly put away the items from Target, and then fell asleep.  I didn't wake up until Sean left...it made me sad that I slept for two hours while Sean was home...but I guess that is what happens when you dont sleep well the night before and the prescription I am on causes drowsiness...and boy does it ever!  Anyways, today I have done really nothing other than put away the 3 loads of laundry that I folded yesterday, made myself dinner, and relaxed.  I guess it's okay to have some days relaxing and doing nothing, right?!?!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I guess that's it for my boring weekend...did you do anything fun this weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5021598930235252672?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5021598930235252672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5021598930235252672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5021598930235252672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5021598930235252672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6996529743872775956</id><published>2009-01-09T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:28:07.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous evening!</title><content type='html'>Last evening was such a fun spontaneous evening.   Sean was at work and wouldn't be home until 8 but our friends Nate &amp;amp; Liz had a present for us from Nate's sister Stephanie...so they wanted to drop it off.   (By the way Stephanie, I was SOOO touched by your present....it really meant a lot to us that you thought enough to put that together, pink and blue paper and all!!)  Anyways, around 6; the two of them came over and like a good host, I asked if they'd like to come in.  Well, just about an hour and a half passes; longer than they anticpated to stay and we all developed a plan that we would all hide when Sean came home and then we would have Liz jump out at him...of course Sean would have been shocked because he wouldn't have known that Nate &amp;amp; Liz were there...and he would have expected me to jump out.  So, Nate, stood waiting patiently looking out the window peering for Sean's headlights...like a little boy looking for Santa's sleigh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally heard Sean's footsteps and we ran to our spaces.   (yes, we are crazy)...we heard the door open and then here's the downer...Sean actually opened the front hall closet; which he normally doesn't do and saw their shoes.  Then, us; all in our hiding spots quietly awaiting...Sean screams "Lynsey, where are you; I'm so in the mood"...and then he started loosening his belt.  He then found Liz, then me....then Nate.  So our plan back fired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean was shocked to see that they were still here and after a long day at work, he was thrilled to see them.  Then, the four of us went out to dinner....yes, at 8:30pm.  We went to 'Five Guys'...and if you have one near you; you know how good those burgers are!   After dinner we all sat and chatted until we were the last ones there at ten and felt like we should probably leave.   When we got home, we were still having fun that they came back in and we chatted more.    It was nice to have this stress-free evening with them and just relax with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** SIDE NOTE:  I had really fun pictures of Nate looking out the window and both Nate &amp;amp; Liz in their hiding spots...but I don't have the patience to figure out how to download them right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6996529743872775956?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6996529743872775956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6996529743872775956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6996529743872775956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6996529743872775956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/spontaneous-evening.html' title='Spontaneous evening!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8449001560164476164</id><published>2009-01-06T18:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:50:52.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr.'s Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I have been at a loss for blog ideas...I mean what more can I share about our weekends; we went to lunch and movies (yes movies; we snuck into one) while that was lots of fun, I don't think I want to bore you...and well, I was given strict instructions not to blog about our experience at the Social Security office to FINALLY go and change my name...so, why not talk about our second Dr.'s appointment...and a bit about the pregnancy so far!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was our second Dr.'s appointment and can I tell you how much I love my Doctor!  It's such a great feeling to have such an amazing Dr...and yes, it's a guy doctor which I NEVER thought I would have.  Well, anyways, today was our second appointment and the nurse asked me a million questions and told me I was boring because of the lack of medical history...and then the best part- she took my blood pressure and it's back down!  It was 132/85 or something like that...where the last time it was threw the roof!   Other great news is that my blood test from the previous appointment said that I have enough immunity to fight off  chicken pox (I have never had them, so I feel like I won the jackpot there!!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the nurse put the little heart monitor on my belly and warned us about the potential on not hearing the heart rate because it's still pretty early; if she didn't hear it, she would then do an ultrasound.  After watching 'Marly &amp;amp; Me' this past weekend, we so badly wanted to hear the heartbeat at 10 weeks.  So, I took a deep breath as the little device touched my belly, and the nurse said within a second "Wow, this is a good little baby" (because we instantly heard the heartbeat) which made me laugh at how the nurse said that...and then because of my laughter it took a few moments to find the heartbeat again...but we heard it!!!  162...and sounded like a little horse galloping or a train chuggling along.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sound of the heart beat was so amazing and made me think for a moment while I was listening; as my symptoms of being tired are starting to uplift it's hard for me to even realize there really is a little baby in me...and right now I am the one taking vitamins, eating healthy and trying my best to be active for this little one is all worth it...I can't wait to get that little bump (despite the clothing size) and feel this little one kick me (even if it's in the ribs)...but most of all, I can't wait to see this baby, hold this baby in my arms because I have hunch it's a boy...and he's going to look just like his Daddy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SWQKA-FMt8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GQrKhibdNVY/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288362874220885954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 10 weeks we will find out if my hunch is right...so many people are telling me it's a girl...I still say boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8449001560164476164?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8449001560164476164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8449001560164476164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8449001560164476164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8449001560164476164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2009/01/drs-appointment.html' title='Dr.&apos;s Appointment'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SWQKA-FMt8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GQrKhibdNVY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-601179946675668570</id><published>2008-12-31T08:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:45:04.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 was GREAT!</title><content type='html'>January: Was actually my first year to ring in the new year with someone to kiss...yes, I never really dated many guys prior to Sean...the ones I did date didn't last long as I knew they weren't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February: Sean and I celebrated our first date as well as valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March: St. Patrick's Day we went out, had some green beer and fun with friends. We also went to 'Frank's Place' where the owner gave Sean and I a "shot on the house" because we met at Frank's and were then engaged. Also, for Easter, we went and had 3 brunches again...which just thinking about makes me sick. Sean is always afraid of the Easter Bunny from the Sheraton...as that costume is 100 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April: My birthday month...I guess we celebrated all month long! I think this is also when Sean started full time in Walgreen's management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May: We housed a mother's day brunch...it was nice...until the injury! (Sorry aunt Lynda!) In the middle of this month, Sean and I both completed the Cleveland half marathon...such an amazing moment. At the end of this month we were off to our first wedding of the summer...we had 6 weddings in total for this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June: We were both in a wedding on 6/7/08. This was Sean's birthday month; and we had a surprise birthday party for him; which he was VERY shocked when he arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July: We took my nephews to the 4th of July parade...my favorite thing to do; so much candy too...and fire trucks Stevie! We also had a cookout, and went to see fireworks. The fourth is by far my favorite holiday. We also finished up all of the final touches for our wedding planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August: We tied the knot! It was such a beautiful day...when we weren't crying with joy we were smiling ear to ear. Our honeymoon was also such an amazing time...I would do that again in a heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: We were back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October: We traveled down to TN to see Christina get married. This was a long drive, but such a fun trip! We started our Christmas shopping for our family and friends....this was a lot of fun for him and I to do; we actually took time to find meaningful gifts. For Halloween, we had a good time at a friends' house...we dressed up as college students...lol...jeans and a logo'd sweatshirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November: Voted for Election 2008...what good citizens we were. We found out that we are expecting our first bundle of joy! We couldn't be happier about next year at this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December: We wrapped all our Christmas presents...had a Christmas party for our friends...and celebrated Christmas together and with family. (see most recent post for Christmas memories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Misc. Questions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you begin 2008? At Mike &amp;amp; Mary's house for Natalie's 1st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;What was your status by Valentine's Day? Engaged and very happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;How did you earn your money? Kids Fitness Director...and now Kids &amp;amp; Front Desk Director&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go to the hospital? No, knock on wood!&lt;br /&gt;Did you have any encounters with the police? Well, there was that one time....just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;What did you purchase that was over $1000? We got married...lots was over a $1,000...and our TV...and car...and way too much spending in 08!&lt;br /&gt;Did you move anywhere? Nope....we are happy in our little condo for now...but will be looking soon...a bittersweet move.&lt;br /&gt;What concerts/shows did you go to? Jack Johnson with Stevie (Thanks Mary!) and Blue Man Group in Vegas (Thanks Kate)&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you thought you'd never do but did in 2008? Got married. Seriously; I didn't think I would ever meet a guy who would meet my expectations, little did I know, I would meet one who exceeded all of my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;What has been your favorite moment? There have been many GREAT moments in 2008, seeing Sean balling his eyes out as I walked to the alter was a good one...and seeing that extra pink line was also another GREAT moment.&lt;br /&gt;What's something you learned about yourself? I think I am starting to learn to give myself some credit when credit is due...I am pretty hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;Any new additions to your family? Sean and his whole family...and the lil one in my belly.&lt;br /&gt;What was your best month? August by far!&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends? Haven't met them, but have through my blog I have met new friends. And, I have also gotten closer with a few friends; which is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a recap of my 2008; which has been GREAT! Here's to wishing that 2009 is just as GREAT for all! Be safe if you plan on going out this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-601179946675668570?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/601179946675668570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=601179946675668570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/601179946675668570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/601179946675668570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-was-great.html' title='2008 was GREAT!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4118102731722062120</id><published>2008-12-27T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:56:50.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...</title><content type='html'>After all the hustle and bustle, Christmas has come and passed for another year.  I hope you and your family had a GREAT Christmas.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas in a nutshell was great! As you know it started on the 21st....then, on Christmas Eve, we went to Sean's Dad's house to celebrate and open presents.   We also played a game 'Table Topics', which brought up many discussions, and lots of laughter.  Christmas morning, it was just Sean and I.  We made breakfast and then we opened our presents...it was so fun to give my presents to Sean...and see what he had up his sleeves for me.  He spoiled me yet again!   Our Christmas morning was very delightful.  We then went over to my Mom's to exchange gifts.  Then around 2:30 we were on our way to Sean's grandparents to say hello for a bit.  On our way for dinner at my uncles at 4 we stopped and picked up my nephews from their other grandparents so they could eat dinner with us and share what presents they got.  Finally at 4:30, we arrived and my family had been hanging out eating appetizers'.  After dinner, we discussed what donations we gave out this year- we donate instead of doing a gift exchange to help either causes nationally or locally.  Around 9, we were pretty tired and went home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To complete Christmas, Sean and I woke up at 7:30 on Friday; we both had the day off; and we went shopping!!!  And, we bought lots....for really little.   Finally, all of our families came over to our condo just to get together; as mentioned before, our families mesh very well together and we couldn't be more happy about that.  Before everyone came over, my Dad came over early so we could give him his presents as well...(he was at work yesterday when we exchanged with my Mom).  We have discussed this get togehter is going to be a family tradition to have both of our families get together the week between Christmas and New Year's...we did that last year too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there's our busy, yet GREAT Christmas...I am sad it's over, but...we already bought stuff for people next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4118102731722062120?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4118102731722062120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4118102731722062120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4118102731722062120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4118102731722062120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-153631066107534200</id><published>2008-12-22T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:49:37.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling act</title><content type='html'>Life is just that...a juggling act...and we don't even have a child yet...I know this is going to get worse...so, I am doing my best to get this under wrap now.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, I have a bit of a philospohy to enjoy life and try to be with those you cheerish as much as possible.   Well, lately I feel like I haven't been a good wife, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, etc.   It may just be hormones, but it was brought to my attention it has been almost 4 months since I have spent time one on one with my nephews....yes, by my 11 year old nephew; not like he wanted to make me feel bad...but it just put things into perspective for me. And, when I did spend time with them; they were helping me take up my carpet.  I can't do it all; and I can't juggle it all either!  I have no clue the last time I went out with my Dad or Mom. This juggling act has also come down to time with my husband.  I have realized, that both he and I agree and say yes to others much faster than  really thinking about us...and it has been 3 months since he and I have actually gone on a date with each other; and with him and I working opposite shifts...it's a miracle, we've had the time to conceive....but of course we did find some time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, about two weeks ago, while Sean was at work, he called me and it was like a phone call from the past- he asked me if I would like to go out on a date.  So, this past Saturday, we went out to dinner and a movie; just Sean and I.  It was great.  I was in the kitchen and he asked me if I was ready?  I said yes, and he said...don't move; I will be right back!  So, I stayed put and he went outside; closed the door and rang the door bell.  It was cute; a friendly reminder of how fast time does indeed fly by. We had a great night; despite the fact that we were both pretty quite because well, we were both tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe where I am in life, I love it....wouldn't change it for anything in the world...but just feel I need to learn this juggling thing a lot better.   I have several friends who I haven't seen in months....maybe even a year since the last time I went out with them; yes, I know they too are busy....but e-mails aren't always enough.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, is anyone out there who knows how I can learn how to balance all of this and a 45 hour work schedule?&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/7070471926181504605-153631066107534200?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/153631066107534200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=153631066107534200' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/153631066107534200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/153631066107534200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/juggling-act.html' title='Juggling act'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-689947267125101220</id><published>2008-12-21T11:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:52:08.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' the season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(21, 91, 62); font-family: Times; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;...the stockings were hung by the chimney with care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(21, 91, 62); font-family: Times; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SU5wak8ezkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KfRDtBInBy4/s320/PB260659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282283014848433730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are all ready for Christmas, which is a good thing, because with so many different families, our Christmas begins today!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Sean and I have reflected on this past year, I have told him how great of a year this has been for him and I...I really am living the fairy tale of a life.   I couldn't ask for any thing else other than where I am today.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Christmas we had a little get together with some friends where each brought something to eat and I made a big pan of yummy rigitoni!  We also played 'Loaded Questions', a game I recommend for anytime get together, we were laughing so hard at several points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SU5wyUQsxPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/95MoMyzMbfQ/s1600-h/PC070668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SU5wyUQsxPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/95MoMyzMbfQ/s320/PC070668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282283422686692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to wishing you and your family a great holiday season...and I hope Santa brings your everything you have wished for!&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/7070471926181504605-689947267125101220?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/689947267125101220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=689947267125101220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/689947267125101220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/689947267125101220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis&apos; the season!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SU5wak8ezkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KfRDtBInBy4/s72-c/PB260659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3573412390012861336</id><published>2008-12-11T11:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:18:22.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that's correct....7 weeks pregnant!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was Tuesday, November 18th and we were watching 'The Biggest Loser' and as I was counting the days; I was like; "Sean, I am late- you count"...so he did....in the middle of a commercial break; I rushed upstairs to take the test. As I came down; without looking at the test, I thought; that test is going to be a void I didn't get it wet enough. About 15 minutes later after our show was over; Sean and I went upstairs to check...and low and behold there was a faint pink line. What!?!? "Sean, I have never seen that line before!!!". And, he quickly picked up the directions, and said aloud, "one line may be fainter than the other". It was official, we were pregnant. I got so excited, I had to pee...yet again. We took another test- this time there was no doubt that it was wet enough; and it too was positive. And, for kicks and giggles, we took the last EPT test the next morning....it too was positive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SUGkbubc7NI/AAAAAAAAAG0/WJLp6kFTXO0/s320/PC110680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278681034481528018" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took some time to let the shock set in on how easy it was.  After a few days, I called my sister and told her via the phone....she lives in Washington state.  I could safely say she dropped the phone and was screaming and came back about 5 minutes later.  We went door to door to tell our family with a cute little box (a gift from the wedding) filled with baby food with the label saying "We're having a baby!!!" alternating colors with baby food and pink and blue sizzle paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SUGkz908f7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/mffPHBfPBtE/s320/PC110678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278681450931847090" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sean went with me to the first Doctor's appointment and we saw the little heart beating. We are expecting our first little bundle of joy July 30th!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are both so VERY happy about our little one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SUE5gQZUn4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5sBEmEw7i4E/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278563464574705538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SUE5gQZUn4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5sBEmEw7i4E/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7070471926181504605-3573412390012861336?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3573412390012861336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3573412390012861336' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3573412390012861336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3573412390012861336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/7-weeks.html' title='7 Weeks...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SUGkbubc7NI/AAAAAAAAAG0/WJLp6kFTXO0/s72-c/PC110680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4701906928672348867</id><published>2008-12-10T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:33:12.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the typical Monday...</title><content type='html'>This past Monday has sent me for a whirlwind at work!  You see, I was teaching a preschool class, and I see my boss walking by with boxes.  After teaching, I go to my friend; and she says..."they are letting me go...and they are making cuts today!"  The lightbulb went off; my boss was part of that too!  So, I continued on doing my work; trying to not get caught in the mess...and I go upstairs to registration offices and tears/red eyes could fill the room....I felt so bad for these people; and was just waiting for my turn.   Shortly after 11; rumor had it; the cuts were over...and I was in the clear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a little after noon, the General Manager and Owner march into my office. I take a deep breath and expect for the worse; but continue to smile.  And,  low and behold; when they walked out; I had a new job responsibility- the front desk...and more money!  How do I leave on a day of cuts with more money? I feel horrible for those who lost their jobs; I am sure God does work in mysterious ways.   I am excited for the new challenges in my job and hope to be able to keep in touch with those who left.  Also, I believe that God has given me this opportunity because I was so bored with my job and praying that some new opportunity would come my way; and here is my chance!  Very excited for this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4701906928672348867?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4701906928672348867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4701906928672348867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4701906928672348867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4701906928672348867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-typical-monday.html' title='Not the typical Monday...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6102508249057227420</id><published>2008-12-06T13:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:56:17.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Oliver Ray Morris...1/18/02-12/05/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STrHy5jnZFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oXB140HTs-o/s1600-h/img231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STrHy5jnZFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oXB140HTs-o/s320/img231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276749590675547218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad had to put his Dog Oliver (the one on the left) asleep yesterday.  And, my Dad is a mess...and I was too yesterday.  You see, Oliver was a GREAT dog.  We found him shivering in our backyard when he was about 4 years old in the middle of January.  When I saw him, I quickly ran and got my Dad; we were both out there; shivering as well; and my Dad took his belt off and made a leash; we brought him in the warm house; put a blanket on him...and after two weeks of searching for his real family...he was ours.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oliver definitely took to my Dad...and sometimes to me.  I loved taking Oliver for walks.  He was already trained; "sit", "shake", "kisses"...and he even gave us hugs.   After a few years after getting Oliver; we felt he needed a playmate- that's Olivia (on right)....that was MY dog...but very short lived because she was nothing like Oliver...nor do I think we could have ever trained her to be; so we sent her to a farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few months, Oliver hasn't been able to walk with his back legs.  And, much to our dismay, yesterday morning he woke up and couldn't really move at all.  My Dad had to carry him the past few weeks up and down the stairs...and it's not the life a dog should lead.  The vets said there wasn't anything they could do; no meds or anything...but they also said he wasn't in pain.  After a careful decision, my Dad decided to put his best friend down.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, for the most of you that know me; you know I am not keen on animals; but those who really know me; know that I had a love for Oliver....he can never be replaced!  R.I.P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6102508249057227420?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6102508249057227420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6102508249057227420' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6102508249057227420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6102508249057227420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/rip-oliver-ray-morris11801-120508.html' title='R.I.P. Oliver Ray Morris...1/18/02-12/05/08'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STrHy5jnZFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oXB140HTs-o/s72-c/img231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7152639564541172564</id><published>2008-12-04T11:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:18:41.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I must really love you, since I keep buying you nice things..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The title of this post are the exact words that came from my loving husband yesterday as we sat at dinner....him still trying to talk me into liking the new toy he bought me. Yes, he bought me the below car...2009 Ford Escape! I was at work and knew that he had all intentions of going to look at cars. My response was simple, "it's a waste of your time; because I say no!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, he takes my "Green Goddess", my 2000 Focus into the dealers with his friend....and brought this car to work for me to see. My words..."I don't need anything with bells and whistles, I don't need a moon rooof; nor do I care for one; our car works now...really- let's sleep on it" Well, he didn't listen. He did this to make me happy- and also to help prepare for the future family of ours...so, I told him to put a bow on it; as it will be my Christmas present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He also was able to receive....FREE remote start. FREE Teflon- extra layer of strong wax to prevent scratches. And FREE upholstery scotch guard. We also have 6 months FREE of Sirius Satellite Radio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275980339343817410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STgMKlCIesI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0IQV0yQrV9s/s320/2008_ford_escape_20111312-300x189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275980391301555698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STgMNml0pfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Wlj-2MU0-2M/s320/2009-ford-focus-coupe-interior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Has this car won my heart over yet? Kind of! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Does Sean still have my heart? &lt;strong&gt;Of course!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;**Christina~ One thing that I cried about was thinking of the memories of the Green Goddess...and how we would drive around town blaring the oldies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7152639564541172564?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7152639564541172564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7152639564541172564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7152639564541172564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7152639564541172564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-must-really-love-you-since-i-keep.html' title='&quot;I must really love you, since I keep buying you nice things...&quot;'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STgMKlCIesI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0IQV0yQrV9s/s72-c/2008_ford_escape_20111312-300x189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-3976130869266515593</id><published>2008-12-02T09:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:29:26.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are here....and so are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOVIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STVFgCn7gGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uXranTXLfO4/s1600-h/grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275198955296882786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STVFgCn7gGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uXranTXLfO4/s320/grinch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us as children loved to watch 'How the Grinch Stole Christmas', 'Frosty the Snowman', and the one movie with those clay people? I know I certainly did!! I also know that last night while flipping through the stations, I stopped at "The Grinch"...it just brought back memories of when I was younger...drinking hot cocoa with my feet by the heating vent when the heat would kick on (of course fighting my sisters for the vent as well). I didn't watch the whole movie, but it was one of those warm and fuzzy moments all inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite holiday memories? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-3976130869266515593?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/3976130869266515593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=3976130869266515593' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3976130869266515593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/3976130869266515593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-are-hereand-so-are.html' title='Holidays are here....and so are...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/STVFgCn7gGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uXranTXLfO4/s72-c/grinch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8370397750135314467</id><published>2008-11-25T17:39:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:29:14.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSyz_yYEQbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5I8Sf8Vre0E/s1600-h/thanksgiving.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSyz_yYEQbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5I8Sf8Vre0E/s320/thanksgiving.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272787172179853746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this is the week of thanksgiving, there are so many people and things that I am thankful for.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of them all, I am so thankful for my family. With that said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for my new husband, who I don't think I could love anymore than I already do, but each day I love him more and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for both of my parents and their health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for my sisters and the families that they have grown.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for all of my family.....my aunts, uncles, cousins, everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for both sets of in laws....yes, both sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful that my family and in laws all get along well together...and are asking for a get together for the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family is so important to me and I thank God for sharing these special people with me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Thanksgiving, what are you thankful for?&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/7070471926181504605-8370397750135314467?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8370397750135314467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8370397750135314467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8370397750135314467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8370397750135314467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful....'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSyz_yYEQbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5I8Sf8Vre0E/s72-c/thanksgiving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5075997203406765259</id><published>2008-11-21T09:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:22:07.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding true to my maize and blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSbDf8a5SEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ee-UF2Y9eaE/s1600-h/university_michigan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271115367446038594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSbDf8a5SEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ee-UF2Y9eaE/s320/university_michigan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSbDblGg3NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xDfOf_U5tqw/s1600-h/Buck_lax.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271115292467059922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSbDblGg3NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xDfOf_U5tqw/s320/Buck_lax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well, I think it is going to be a wash- unfortunately....Ohio State will probably win again this year, but....as most of you know, I will stay true to my maize and blue! Go Wolverines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5075997203406765259?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5075997203406765259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5075997203406765259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5075997203406765259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5075997203406765259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/vs.html' title='Holding true to my maize and blue'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SSbDf8a5SEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ee-UF2Y9eaE/s72-c/university_michigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1529010811254037482</id><published>2008-11-17T22:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:51:31.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is worth more than this day.--Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://www.thebillablehour.com/images/crystalballdiscovery_low_res.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever wish that you could really look into a crystal ball to see what the future may bring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is something that I feel like I need to work on.  I constantly am planning, making 'to-do' lists, wanting to know what's next in life and wanting my dreams to come true.  While this isn't terribly a bad thing; I call it goal planning, I tend to get lost in the present.  There are times I look at Sean and wonder how I have been so lucky to have him.  I know that hopefully by the end of 2009 we will have our very first home together.  As this is a GREAT thing, I also will miss the cozy times in our condo.  So, for this week, I am making a pledge to do my best to live in the moment; be happy with where we are in life currently and stop dreaming about the future (just for this week I will stop the dreaming....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1529010811254037482?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1529010811254037482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1529010811254037482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1529010811254037482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1529010811254037482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-is-worth-more-than-this-day.html' title='Nothing is worth more than this day.--Johann Wolfgang von Goethe'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2903008407352909829</id><published>2008-11-12T14:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:48:24.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRsrhJcmDqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/a7AT5xNMweo/s1600-h/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267852037611458210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRsrhJcmDqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/a7AT5xNMweo/s320/wine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been one of those days- as soon as I leave work today, I plan to go home and pour a glass of wine, cuddle up with a warm blanket and a good book! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take some time for yourself....there's still 2 more full days of work until the weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2903008407352909829?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2903008407352909829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2903008407352909829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2903008407352909829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2903008407352909829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-wednesday.html' title='Happy Wednesday'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRsrhJcmDqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/a7AT5xNMweo/s72-c/wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-784392716099798149</id><published>2008-11-10T10:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:15:33.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Is it normal to be so in love with someone that you don't want to even leave their side? I am not sure how this can be, but it seems as time is passing us by at a rapid pace, I am falling more and more in love with my husband; which I may add I didn't even think this was possible. I just wanted to note why I love him....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267062259697005298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRhdOBcbMvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ctDtlaj_H4k/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love to catch 'that look' he gives me just to check on me when I am on the other side of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love how he protects me to make sure I am okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love all the little things about him; his lips, his personality, his generosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love how he, without asking will pick up messes in the house and not complain that I am sitting on my butt reading...while he cleans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love the way he walks me to bed every night and holds me until I calm down to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I love how he thinks of others; wanting nothing but the best for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I love how he reminds me right from wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love how he is patient; because those who know me, know I am not all that patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I love how he is not afraid to give me a hug, hold my hand, or show affection in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I love how he randomly tells me that he loves me out of the blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I love that he does things just to get a reaction from me; such as him biting his nails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I love how he can make me laugh or even smirk at the drop of a pin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I love how he people watches; his facial reactions are hilarious; little does he know that I watch him do this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I love how he comes to visit me on my lunch breaks to make the most out of our opposite schedules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I love how he is the first person I talk to in the morning and the last that I talk to at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. I love that we always say "I love you" when we get off the phone, leave for a jog, before we go to bed, or in the morning before we get out of bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I love that he always gets the napkins for a meal; and I somehow always forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I love that he has a desire to cook; even if it's just hamburger helper (although he did make a killer salad last week).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. I love that he loves my family as I do his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. I could go on and on about how much I love him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was so great to have some one on one time with him. We did complete 95% of our Christmas shopping. Best part of this weekend; I think I am getting Sean to love Starbucks just as much as I do...our new love...Peppermint Mocha! Wow, that was good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What does love mean?" These are answers from 4 to 8 year olds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my grandma got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toe nails anymore. So my grandpa does it for her now all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.Rebecca - age 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.Kari - age 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.Terri - age 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him to make sure the taste is OK.Danny - age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and my daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.Emily - age 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day.Noelle - age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.Elaine - age 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.Chris - age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.Karen - age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-784392716099798149?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/784392716099798149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=784392716099798149' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/784392716099798149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/784392716099798149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-this-normal.html' title='Is this normal?'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRhdOBcbMvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ctDtlaj_H4k/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6065906262516288901</id><published>2008-11-07T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:53:00.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New President!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRR-S3MVPvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/m0FJjlUh3xs/s1600-h/060922_BarackObama_Xtrawide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265972726821371634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRR-S3MVPvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/m0FJjlUh3xs/s320/060922_BarackObama_Xtrawide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay- so here it goes; I try my best to keep my mouth shut when it comes to politics.  And, this blog is not intended for me to get into politics; rather than just talk about being a newlywed and the fun things that go along with being newly married.  But, for today, I need to get a little something off of my chest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many know, we now have a new president.  I am one who encourages all to get out and vote; I &lt;em&gt;don't care who&lt;/em&gt; you vote for; just vote because it's a GREAT right that we have to be able to do so.  I kept my mouth quiet for who one should vote for....but now, here were are post the election and I have never realized the amount of people who complain!  I mean I was at Starbucks and a business man gets on the phone 'yes, ready for change?'.  I walk into work, and people ask me who I voted for and jokingly make comments about how this is going to be a bad thing and to get a seatbelt buckled! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's set aside color here, let's accept the fact that history has been made- we have a new president and let's see where we can go from here!  I am so excited for Bush's last day so we can move forward and see the american dream come to life.  FYI; If this were to be McCain, we would have that mentality of starting over with the American Dream; so why not for the winner?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6065906262516288901?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6065906262516288901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6065906262516288901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6065906262516288901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6065906262516288901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-president.html' title='Our New President!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SRR-S3MVPvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/m0FJjlUh3xs/s72-c/060922_BarackObama_Xtrawide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2442252052323228336</id><published>2008-11-06T08:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:15:05.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving is going to be here soon, then Christmas; are you ready?</title><content type='html'>Well, as you know we have Halloween behind us and it almost instantly means we are hearing Christmas music, seeing Christmas displays in stores, etc.   So, I ask, are you ready?  Are you dreading it again this year; fighting the crowds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will have to say I had an eye opening experience for me the other evening.  I was working out and ran into someone I went to college with.  She is such a great person, always nice, etc  and it was so great to see her.  Well,  after catching up, she told me she was engaged, but it's another 12 months that she will see her fiance who just left overseas for the ARMY.  I felt so bad for her as tears welded up in her eyes...and then I thought how selfish that I am upset that I have just about 2-4 days a week that I don't see Sean because of our opposite schedules.  I am upset that he has to work Thanksgiving and probably won't see him until 7 p.m. that evening.  I am so thankful that he is not in any type military force.  This makes me so sad for her and selfishly happy for myself to make a positive out of Sean's schedule. Yet, I am thankful that her fiance is doing this for America.  So, as we take note of things that make us thankful; I thought about this and thought I would share.  Take a note of my sister's blog &lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;'The Mommy Chronicles' &lt;/a&gt;take a look at what they are doing for 30 days of thankfulness....so cute if you ask me!  By the way, Sean and I are going to begin a &lt;em&gt;Thanksgiving journal&lt;/em&gt; to write in each year of what we are thankful for (Thank you &lt;a href="http://thislittlenestofmine.blogspot.com/"&gt;'This Little Nest of Mine' &lt;/a&gt;for that idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, Sean and I are going to wake up early Saturday morning to pretend we are going to work and go to Starbucks for some coffee.  Then we are shopping for all of our family and friends for Christmas.  I have been looking forward to this weekend for a long time now and am so happy it's here.   We hope to complete our shopping on Saturday so we can then have time together on Sunday.  This is his FIRST weekend off (he of course had to use vacation days to get a weekend off) since prior to the wedding....and we don't have to drive to TN and back.   We are also shopping early so in the month of December with evenings he has off, we can spend time making cookies, going to see some choirs sing carols, etc....to make memories of our first Christmas.  We are still trying to think of some things that we can do as a couple this Christmas to start some traditions.  We already know we will have Christmas morning together; he and I.  He has Christmas day off...and Christmas Eve after 6 p.m....so, we will be going to evening church service.  Do you have any ideas as to a tradition he and I can start for Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2442252052323228336?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2442252052323228336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2442252052323228336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2442252052323228336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2442252052323228336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-is-going-to-be-here-soon.html' title='Thanksgiving is going to be here soon, then Christmas; are you ready?'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6276791733504959169</id><published>2008-11-02T10:57:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:13:55.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Chipotle...say what?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, if you dressed up like a burrito on halloween, you get one free!  What?!?!  I'll definitely do that!  So, my cousin and I went ahead and put some aluminium foil on (mine was a head band and Stevie wore it as a necklace).  I also got one for Sean!  It was so good, so filling; yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQ3OOGYVbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NF3Sh1-EgsU/s1600-h/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQ3OOGYVbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NF3Sh1-EgsU/s400/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264090281092148946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note: We really didn't want to go all out; but we did see a guy dressed like a Knight with a foil mask; pretty fun day to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6276791733504959169?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6276791733504959169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6276791733504959169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6276791733504959169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6276791733504959169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-chipotlesay-what.html' title='Free Chipotle...say what?!?!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQ3OOGYVbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NF3Sh1-EgsU/s72-c/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5815461617933839097</id><published>2008-10-31T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:09:51.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQsfmN0k_KI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4IHmwX84lyw/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263335330918235298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQsfmN0k_KI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4IHmwX84lyw/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween all...have a fun and safe day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5815461617933839097?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5815461617933839097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5815461617933839097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5815461617933839097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5815461617933839097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQsfmN0k_KI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4IHmwX84lyw/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8240680504322730085</id><published>2008-10-29T09:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:22:28.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first snow!</title><content type='html'>It's official; we've had our first snow! As I walked to the bathroom this morning; there it was on the rooftop next door! My reaction; I screamed in agony basically; "Oh no! Sean it snowed". Guess what Sean does??? He jumped out of bed, moved the curtains and looked through the blinds to see....he was like a little boy on Christmas morning! I guess this is a prime example of how opposites attract!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was driving into work some cars had an inch of snow on their cars; which tells me that they live farther north with more snow! I am not ready for this....thank goodness in two days it will be back in the 60's! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are some pictures from last years snow fall....we had 16 inches in one day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQhrshYoQuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vTvmlFfWBDo/s1600-h/l_6770bad67b52f22909e55fe440d08d9d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262574577202512610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQhrshYoQuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vTvmlFfWBDo/s400/l_6770bad67b52f22909e55fe440d08d9d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (My car...I had already brushed snow off of it once that morning!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262570960260238482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQhoZ_OZDJI/AAAAAAAAADg/77soXUV9tco/s320/l_eae77d1fddb9e0e73524fcde99d99fbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This was a picture I took when I went to explore the storm; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walked 4 miles that day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8240680504322730085?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8240680504322730085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8240680504322730085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8240680504322730085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8240680504322730085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-snow.html' title='The first snow!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQhrshYoQuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vTvmlFfWBDo/s72-c/l_6770bad67b52f22909e55fe440d08d9d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8490285496587171454</id><published>2008-10-27T13:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:32:51.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQYFrx5u7NI/AAAAAAAAADY/oh-G9c3ut6M/s1600-h/Dunkin-Donuts-766349.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261899464317005010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQYFrx5u7NI/AAAAAAAAADY/oh-G9c3ut6M/s400/Dunkin-Donuts-766349.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I am a frequent coffee drinker at the local dunkin doughnuts.  So much, that I go there several times a week.  Well, today I am freezing in my office.  I keep hearing wind that it officially snowed earlier today &lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;(I am refusing to look out the window to see it fall).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  Well, as I am sitting here working on my budget, I thought, 'you know a coffee will help me get through this day'.  So, I called my friend Kalyn, and out the door we ran &lt;em&gt;(hiding from our bosses as we run out of the building).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over to dunkin and ordered our coffee.  I handed the fine young lad my frequent coffee drinker card...and proclaim &lt;em&gt;"I always forget to get that thing punched".  &lt;/em&gt;He then asks, &lt;em&gt;"Well, how many have you forgotten".&lt;/em&gt;  Now, I have never seen this kid, so I said, "&lt;em&gt;well, if you punched it all five times, I wouldn't feel guilty".&lt;/em&gt;  So, he did.  I was a bit taken a back because he used an everyday hole puncher.  I even questioned, &lt;em&gt;"you know, people could just get a card and punch that!?!?"&lt;/em&gt;  He said, &lt;em&gt;"I have questioned why we don't have a special one".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kalyn then announces, &lt;em&gt;"So, with the free coffee, do you think we could get a glazed doughnut".&lt;/em&gt;  I laughed a bit; but then as we were about to walk away; he was like, &lt;em&gt;"you guys are making my job hard!"&lt;/em&gt;  REALLY!  Is it that hard?  We walked away without the doughnuts, wouldn't want him to lose his job over .89 cents; plus I really didn't want a doughnut.  Anyways, we found out that every evening at 5:30; he takes the trays and empties them straight into the &lt;em&gt;TRASH!  &lt;/em&gt;I asked him, "&lt;em&gt;why don't you donate them to a local charity!?!?"&lt;/em&gt; No response of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a business aspect of this; it boggles my mind, how they overcharge my medium coffee to compensate from the items they freely through away.  I mean, if they donated those doughnuts; tax write off.  This got me thinking about the economy today; how people are losing their jobs left and right.  How companies are going out of business; so I wonder what can I do to help this local business from throwing away money opportunities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8490285496587171454?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8490285496587171454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8490285496587171454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8490285496587171454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8490285496587171454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-thinking.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinking...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQYFrx5u7NI/AAAAAAAAADY/oh-G9c3ut6M/s72-c/Dunkin-Donuts-766349.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1334297980533228771</id><published>2008-10-20T11:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:45:37.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has time gone!?!?</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's already been a week+ since my last post; sorry to keep my avid readers hanging on what's going on in the life of me...really not much! Okay, so we've been pretty busy. Let me update you I guess on the weekend. This past Saturday, Sean and I celebrated Sweetest day. I woke up Saturday morning at 7:22am; I didn't see Sean next to me, since he left for work at 3:30 that morning. However, I didn't recall him giving me a kiss good bye; so I basically threw myself out of bed screaming his name trying to wake him up since I was thinking he over slept. He was no where in sight as I ran downstairs to see if he was sleeping on the couch; he wasn't...he was already at work; but there; on the dinning room table were a dozen of red roses plus one pink and one white. He also gave me a stuffed puppy dog (I think this was his settle hint &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;; that he wants a dog). Saturday evening, after church, we made some spaghetti and salad; with some chocolate covered strawberries, yum! We then cuddled and watched....'Sex in the City'...yes, it was my pick!! Sunday, Sean was working again, but I went and participated in a Breast Cancer Walk with my cousin, Stevie. It was fun to participate in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQHLdvo6EOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/N_rhYybY7qg/s1600-h/cancer_walk_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260709551610138850" style="WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQHLdvo6EOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/N_rhYybY7qg/s400/cancer_walk_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I look like I was still sleeping in this picture)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon, I was home to prepare for guests. Yes, we were housing our first game night; and what a night! I think everyone had fun. We had some pizza, other goodies to eat, and watched the Browns game; then played &lt;em&gt;'Dirty Minds'&lt;/em&gt; game....I think our team won 4 of the 5 games....however, it wasn't by any help from me as I was holding a baby the whole time; he was too cute; I just had to hold him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I finished my 3 ceramic projects that I have been working on in class. I take a ceramics class on Monday evenings; and it is so relaxing for me.  The projects are Christmas presents; I brought them home and Sean was like; &lt;em&gt;"You made those!?!?!"...&lt;/em&gt;which made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Sean was home that evening, we went to the local rec center and ran; then we went to Chipotle and home to watch 'The Biggest Loser'....love that show.  But, this season I feel that certain people like Vicky need to go! (Do you see the Oxymoron in this evening? Working out; watching a show on losing weight; and eating 5,000 calories on fast food mexican!! Nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, well; blink my eyes, and I have cleaned out my closet, dresser, and cleaned out the laundry closet, winterized our deck; rearranged furniture and looked at all 2,381 pictures that we have received for the wedding....now it's Friday!  Yeah!  Thank goodness...it's been busy at work and home; and I can't wait to relax hopefully at some point this weekend.  This evening we are getting a group together to see Saw V and then off to a haunted corn maze.  Tomorrow morning, my family is off to outlet shopping for Christmas.  Sunday; hopefully relaxation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1334297980533228771?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1334297980533228771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1334297980533228771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1334297980533228771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1334297980533228771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has time gone!?!?'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SQHLdvo6EOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/N_rhYybY7qg/s72-c/cancer_walk_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-8461415289150775855</id><published>2008-10-13T08:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:14:09.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really Monday already!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256617237770048466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SPNBhul6k9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/OrvgdXwEMXA/s400/n23304264_37314369_617.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We're back! Sean and I had a great time this past weekend. We laughed, played jokes on each other...(will share below) and had an amazing weekend!!! The wedding was beautiful and Christina looked stunningly happy. When it was time to kiss they kissed to "Living on a Prayer"; very cool! The reception was held at a barn, with chandelier's, white poofy balls and twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling (see above pic)...it was as if we were looking at a live shoot of a magazine; so unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256620497772668802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SPNEffDG54I/AAAAAAAAADA/dOi2SWAxdTY/s400/n23304264_37314365_9556.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(This was me being creative; this was adjacent from the reception barn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the wedding, we headed about 4 hours north and found a hotel; we were exhausted and went to bed pretty early. Sunday morning; I felt a bit ornery and as we were getting ready, Sean was in the shower; just about finished and the alarm clock went off AGAIN! I couldn't get that thing to stop; it was ringing "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!!". So, I thought; this would be fun&lt;strong&gt;...."Sean, the fire alarm is going off!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;...I don't think I have ever seen anyone grab a towel so quickly and there he was dripping; as he turned the corner; I stood with the alarm clock laughing! It very well could have been a "had to be there moment"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove 3 hours to Columbus to visit Sean's sister Kate. Her studio apartment is so cute; I want to live there! We then walked around Easton Mall and had lunch at PF Changs. Wow! Those lettuce wraps were so amazing! It was good to see Kate and catch up with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then hopped in the car and headed home (2 more hours in the car) for laundry, vacuuming, shredding of bills, and well, basically reality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, today- is my favorite niece's birthday! (My only niece!!) She's 4! I can't believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 4th Birthday Peyton; you are too cute!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SPNHq4r35ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/uKID63Pc5xY/s1600-h/Copy_of_DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256623992167982482" style="CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SPNHq4r35ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/uKID63Pc5xY/s400/Copy_of_DSC_0080.JPG" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-8461415289150775855?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/8461415289150775855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=8461415289150775855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8461415289150775855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/8461415289150775855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-it-really-monday-already.html' title='Is it really Monday already!?!?!?'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SPNBhul6k9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/OrvgdXwEMXA/s72-c/n23304264_37314369_617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-186059377376464862</id><published>2008-10-10T08:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:51:22.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SO9PnGyPggI/AAAAAAAAACo/DBtKPuvcXhw/s1600-h/CAQGL6TMCAO35Q18CAEVL53SCAVK0N3RCASN23GVCA98F837CAQUMJDYCA7HZ15ECATPE9TTCAAG7Q2UCA9I1AK5CA08RL0ECAD0N4Z0CASOHZPJCAV1SFT0CAVKM3YHCA8PU57ACA7CQIG1CAQ2UFAF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255506823419494914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SO9PnGyPggI/AAAAAAAAACo/DBtKPuvcXhw/s400/CAQGL6TMCAO35Q18CAEVL53SCAVK0N3RCASN23GVCA98F837CAQUMJDYCA7HZ15ECATPE9TTCAAG7Q2UCA9I1AK5CA08RL0ECAD0N4Z0CASOHZPJCAV1SFT0CAVKM3YHCA8PU57ACA7CQIG1CAQ2UFAF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SO9PXKkTYGI/AAAAAAAAACg/3OTFbYolaNs/s1600-h/CAQGL6TMCAO35Q18CAEVL53SCAVK0N3RCASN23GVCA98F837CAQUMJDYCA7HZ15ECATPE9TTCAAG7Q2UCA9I1AK5CA08RL0ECAD0N4Z0CASOHZPJCAV1SFT0CAVKM3YHCA8PU57ACA7CQIG1CAQ2UFAF.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Friday! And, I am so happy!   This weekend, I get to spend Friday, Saturday and SUNDAY with Sean! His schedule is practically opposite of mine; so having a weekend off together feels like I have won the lottery! We are headed to Tennessee to see my friend get married then taking a pit stop on the way home to visit his sister in Columbus. I have been thinking I should wear my Michigan sweatshirt on Sunday; however, I think I will refrain. I feel like this is a continuation of our honeymoon...take two! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have anything fun planned this weekend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-186059377376464862?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/186059377376464862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=186059377376464862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/186059377376464862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/186059377376464862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SO9PnGyPggI/AAAAAAAAACo/DBtKPuvcXhw/s72-c/CAQGL6TMCAO35Q18CAEVL53SCAVK0N3RCASN23GVCA98F837CAQUMJDYCA7HZ15ECATPE9TTCAAG7Q2UCA9I1AK5CA08RL0ECAD0N4Z0CASOHZPJCAV1SFT0CAVKM3YHCA8PU57ACA7CQIG1CAQ2UFAF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-656960587186595257</id><published>2008-10-08T21:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:56:46.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know that some are not a fan of Jon and Kate plus 8...but I, indeed love that show!  They don't live that far from us either- which I would love to take a field trip; but I'm sure they wouldn't like a stalker at their door step!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I am not sure why I love that show that much; maybe it's sincere comments the kids make that just put a smile on my face or maybe it's to see what Kate has up her sleeves.  This evening there was a marathon of the show on TLC; I of course, tuned in.  Kate made everything special for the kids.  It was Mady and Cara's birthday; they got a special field trip as well as a homemade cake.  It was Valentine's day and Kate gave them a scavenger hunt to find a HUGE box of goodies, oh yes, everything that day was in the shape of a heart including their pancakes, lunch sandwiches, etc. Now, all of these are just the little things to keep things going as well as create memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a child myself, I can remember certain things that became tradition.  Some traditions of such involves my older sister Mary on Thanksgiving morning. To be ever so kind she insisted every year to get me the egg strata for breakfast; and every year; there would be the heart of the turkey in the bowl for me to eat....yuck! I would scream; forgetting that I should expect that.  Every year including the most recent, on April Fool's Day, my Mom would sing "Happy Birthday to you...."  when I was younger I really thought it was my birthday....my real birthday is the day &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; April Fool's....anyways; those little traditions are GREAT to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am beginning a marriage, I would like to begin some traditions...think about all of the holidays that are coming up....Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, etc.  Do you have any ideas of something small but can mean so much for my husband and I??!?!&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/7070471926181504605-656960587186595257?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/656960587186595257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=656960587186595257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/656960587186595257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/656960587186595257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/traditions.html' title='Traditions...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-4520392969209194348</id><published>2008-10-05T13:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:59:23.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the Mouse Invasion!</title><content type='html'>While at work on Friday, I had the duties of being manager on duty....what this means is every once in a while, I walk around the facility to ensure that everything is going okay for all of the departments.  Well, after securing the building so to speak, I walked back into my office, where I see someone walking out.  It was one of my staff members walking out with two cups- she proceeds to say "you don't want to see this!"  I gave her an inquisitive look, like- huh?!  She then proceeds to tell me "Oh, it's just spiders you don't like, right?"  Again, I stared with a blank stare.  She then proceeds to uncover the clear cups and thats when I realized she had a mouse!  Yes, she had caught it and was going to go let it free.  I freaked out!  She also had a three year old little girl with her, who loves to come and visit me; the three year old, Kate was like "Lynsey it's a mouse!".  I then went into my office and saw this fuzzy little thing in there....it was white- I thought for sure another mouse...but no...it was Kate's bird.  I told Kate to pick up her scary bird...she proceeded to correct me; "Lynsey the bird is not a mouse!".  I then stepped out for lunch; as I was walking in the parking lot- in between my stride- there was a dead mouse.  As I told people who work there- they told me that it was probably the 4th mouse that we had caught within 3 days!  I have never dreaded going back to work, as I am today....please Monday; don't arrive, can we get a snow storm or something!?!?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**I also took some pictures however, I am lacking the patience to upload them and actually get them to load...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-4520392969209194348?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/4520392969209194348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=4520392969209194348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4520392969209194348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/4520392969209194348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/stop-mouse-invasion.html' title='Stop the Mouse Invasion!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-70120763993204273</id><published>2008-10-03T09:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:04:01.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean's a HERO...in my book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOYiuGeE9lI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNo96qyhfps/s1600-h/fallinlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252924190780356178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="229" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOYiuGeE9lI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNo96qyhfps/s320/fallinlove.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean's all around a GREAT guy- that's one of the reasons why I fell in love with him! As I am settling in my life, I have been thinking of ways that I can help others; now that my life isn't chaotic as it has been. I heard of a blood drive at our local rec center and since I was available to go I told Sean, "Hey, this Thursday, I am going to go donate blood". Without hesitation he said, "Okay, what time are we going"? So, I said we'd eat dinner and then go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to donate all the time when I was in high school and early years of college, just about every 56 days, a VIP donor in fact! So, I wasn't nervous; other than being deferred for iron. We were off, ready to go...we arrived, did the paperwork, and...I was deferred. I felt bad since it was my idea and now it was up to Sean to help save three lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in the chair waiting, reading my book, I looked up and saw Sean; he looked a bit whoozy. Instantly I thought "CRAP!" I looked at the nurse who was with him- she saw his skin color fading into a pale as I did from the other side of the room....but there's Sean..."No, I'm fine!". Since I had all confidence in this nurse watching him, I tried my best to continue reading. Then, I heard "LYNSEY!!"...it was like I was in trouble, I quickly looked up, the nurse had lowered his head, and propped his feet, and was asking me to get some pineapple juice and a straw. I knew it. After a few minutes Sean was much better; and didn't pass out thank goodness! He's my little hero. He said he would consider to go again; at that point, I hope to join him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anything lately to help out others in a small act of kindness!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-70120763993204273?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/70120763993204273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=70120763993204273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/70120763993204273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/70120763993204273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/10/seans-heroin-my-book.html' title='Sean&apos;s a HERO...in my book!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOYiuGeE9lI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNo96qyhfps/s72-c/fallinlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-7577287123653635373</id><published>2008-09-30T23:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:03:20.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our fun filled weekend!</title><content type='html'>Okay- It's Tuesday and I am just updating from the weekend- but I guess better late than never, right?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was booked with lots of fun!  (If you haven't noticed yet, my main focus is making to the weekends!)  Friday after work, Sean and I met with some friends for an evening out at a Dinner Theatre, to see 'The Wizard of Oz'.   The meal was great (dessert was too!)...but even better was the cast and performance.  Now, don't get me wrong, I was so excited to go- but I was a bit questionable of how they were going to be able to pull off a tornado; and wow!!!  What an amazing feat!  With the use of strobe lights, a LARGE black parachute, and other fabrics- the tornado was amazing!  Sean's favorite part were the crows as the scarecrow was found....yes, there were crows!  I loved the munckins, they were little kids; and some adults.  It was a great night out and great to catch up with some friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOLwjhkZjQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_Uss7f8OYhs/s320/P1010632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252024608564546818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is us prior to the show!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOLzyULxEFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EZItFGy9gt0/s320/P1010639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252028161204490322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is us at intermission.  We were given these 3-D glasses to change the color so we saw everything green in Emerald City...all of the cast were wearing white- pretty cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning we woke up- before the sun!  Which is normally unheard of for me on a Saturday, however, my brother n law was participating in his first half marathon; so we wanted to be there to cheer him on.  We saw him at mile 1 and then drove to mile 6 and cheered him on more!  For Sean and I, we felt like losers on the sideline as we are normally the ones running...but we will definitely be running again soon, training for who knows what type of event!  Kevin finished his half under two hours- not bad for someone who wasn't sure the week prior if he was going to do it or not!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOLzx-t-JpI/AAAAAAAAACI/N4HuqLp02S0/s320/P1010649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252028155442374290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Run Kevin, Run!- this is at mile 6.3ish...he looks GREAT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was filled with some errands and church before Sean took off for work.  That afternoon consisted of a three hour nap for me as I continue to fight this sinus cold...now that it's Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am off to bed!  Did you do anything fun this past weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-7577287123653635373?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/7577287123653635373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=7577287123653635373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7577287123653635373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/7577287123653635373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-its-tuesday-and-i-am-just-updating.html' title='Our fun filled weekend!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SOLwjhkZjQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_Uss7f8OYhs/s72-c/P1010632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1145702474676152578</id><published>2008-09-24T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:47:39.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SNqIinDPdbI/AAAAAAAAABw/wsLXKvhxtY8/s1600-h/CAD4I78XCAEFUEXHCA1S16ANCA84RIMACA4A0457CAWSKR7PCA16B77ECADXJWAFCAOUE41UCAQ1DYINCAXM9P5RCAHBL5FDCA1SKDC1CACOBIVFCA6E2B9HCA6FUHPBCAYMH9ODCARPYBFHCAFJ0WDT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249658443833243058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SNqIinDPdbI/AAAAAAAAABw/wsLXKvhxtY8/s320/CAD4I78XCAEFUEXHCA1S16ANCA84RIMACA4A0457CAWSKR7PCA16B77ECADXJWAFCAOUE41UCAQ1DYINCAXM9P5RCAHBL5FDCA1SKDC1CACOBIVFCA6E2B9HCA6FUHPBCAYMH9ODCARPYBFHCAFJ0WDT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The leaves are changing and fall is arriving. &lt;br /&gt;I absolutley love fall time weather. &lt;br /&gt;I love to put out my seasonal fall decor items. &lt;br /&gt;I love taking a walk in the metropark trails, listening to the leaves 'crunch' under my feet. &lt;br /&gt;I love to go to the park, sit on a blanket and dive into a good book. (Currently reading "Twilight"). &lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the first weekend in October because of the town's Oktoberfest...this year, I will be working the beer cart with my cousin, Stevie. &lt;br /&gt;I love picking up my camera and taking pictures of the changing trees.&lt;br /&gt;I love the candy corn that fills the shelves at the store.&lt;br /&gt;I love wearing jeans, t-shirt, and flip flops, but bringing a jacket for the cool evenings.&lt;br /&gt;I love visiting local farms and picking up fresh veggies (Sean and I just bought fresh corn on the cob, tomatoes and mixed them together for dinner; talk about delish!)&lt;br /&gt;I love going to pumpkin patches.&lt;br /&gt;I love going to haunted houses (or hayrides)&lt;br /&gt;I love this season, this weather.  Everything about it....except for the one, tiny, mere fact, that winter isn't trailing too far behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about Fall that you enjoy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1145702474676152578?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1145702474676152578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1145702474676152578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1145702474676152578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1145702474676152578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SNqIinDPdbI/AAAAAAAAABw/wsLXKvhxtY8/s72-c/CAD4I78XCAEFUEXHCA1S16ANCA84RIMACA4A0457CAWSKR7PCA16B77ECADXJWAFCAOUE41UCAQ1DYINCAXM9P5RCAHBL5FDCA1SKDC1CACOBIVFCA6E2B9HCA6FUHPBCAYMH9ODCARPYBFHCAFJ0WDT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-5785438578482463285</id><published>2008-09-19T08:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:50:44.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday- let's celebrate!</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness it's Friday! It's been quite the week; I am so happy it's Friday!!! This weekend is going to be great weather; and I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such wonderful weather in store, we have lots planned. We have the Indian's game Saturday evening with his Mom and Step Dad. We haven't been to a game since spring, which is unlike us! After the game, we will be heading off to celebrate our friends 25th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, both Sean and I are off of work...so, we are going to venture out and do something fun. I am hoping we can go apple picking, pumpkin picking, maybe go to the local mum's fest, or even the hot air balloon fair (okay not all in one day, but some of it)...our options are open and we are looking forward to spending more one on one time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun things do you have planned for the weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-5785438578482463285?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/5785438578482463285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=5785438578482463285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5785438578482463285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/5785438578482463285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuyahoga-falls-weekend-weather-forecast.html' title='It&apos;s Friday- let&apos;s celebrate!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2353652848500576957</id><published>2008-09-12T21:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:15:25.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Health Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Today I did something unheard of,  I called off work!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Since the honeymoon, we have yet to have one on one time together, so, we found time.  Nothing wrong with that, right!?!?  We slept in on this rainy day, went to Starbuck's and shared a conversation and coffee....yes Sean had coffee!  We then went to a movie, 'Righteous Kill' which was pretty good.  Then went to my favorite store- Target...just so I could hopefully find a wallet and well, Sean wanted to look at tv's and one thing led to another and we left there with a new toy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245312958854233858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMsYWGBCfwI/AAAAAAAAABo/dvdIWWKgK3A/s320/phillips-42pfl9532-tv-1.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;We have watched two movies, and of course sports too!!  Sean is watching the Indians now and he couldn't be happier; he is jumping up and down like a little boy in a candy store.  Of course, the icing on the cake; we left there without the new wallet I was looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Have you done anything "out of the box" lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2353652848500576957?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2353652848500576957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2353652848500576957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2353652848500576957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2353652848500576957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/mental-health-day.html' title='Mental Health Day!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMsYWGBCfwI/AAAAAAAAABo/dvdIWWKgK3A/s72-c/phillips-42pfl9532-tv-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-1725433360830129568</id><published>2008-09-10T22:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:51:25.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While you were out!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMiDNhTP5fI/AAAAAAAAABA/8ybTmN5XK10/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMiDNhTP5fI/AAAAAAAAABA/8ybTmN5XK10/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586034373584370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever seen the television show, “While you were out?”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, this past weekend, I decided to do my own makeshift “while you were out” to surprise Sean.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The plan was to think when Sean would arrive back home from a long day of work, he would have to help me rip out our VERY badly stained carpet….yes- we somehow managed to mock a murder scene by spilling red food dye all over our cream carpet.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyways, new carpet is on it’s way and we could save by ripping out all of our carpet in the bedroom, loft and two closets on our own.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once started it seemed like this task would be easy, but little did I realize that I had to take a part the bed, move two dressers, a loveseat with a pull out bed then take the carpet (and padding) down two floors, then out to the dumpster...all before Sean would come home from work; we had 4 hours, and we needed to remain focused to get this task completed. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the plan worked!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was great, I called in the recruits; my two nephews and cousin to help with such a task and we did it!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the midst of not knowing his arrival, we even called to see when he would be home.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a lot of fun, we found that sometimes it’s easier if you would scream really loud.  Even better, if you scream “ouch!!” even though it didn’t hurt.  It just makes you feel better if you say ouch! &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sean’s reaction was pure shock, and he took us all out to dinner…..Cici’s pizza!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, the boys even got to play some arcade games! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-1725433360830129568?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/1725433360830129568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=1725433360830129568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1725433360830129568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/1725433360830129568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-you-were-out.html' title='While you were out!!!!'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMiDNhTP5fI/AAAAAAAAABA/8ybTmN5XK10/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-2287354159156152902</id><published>2008-09-05T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:37:12.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMEn36OqsMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Zg6vI2m74SA/s1600-h/dinner_table_buffet_menu_1_for_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242515282713030850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMEn36OqsMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Zg6vI2m74SA/s320/dinner_table_buffet_menu_1_for_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been thinking; I would like to learn how to cook! You know become the next Rachel Ray. I will say I have a few killer receipes for appetizers as well as GREAT chocolate chip cookies...but making dinners; not so much!!! A typical dinner I make is either spagetti or chicken from the foreman with instant mashed potatoes. So, do you have any favorite- easy to make dinners that make it seems like hours to make?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-2287354159156152902?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/2287354159156152902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=2287354159156152902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2287354159156152902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/2287354159156152902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/cooking.html' title='Cooking...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SMEn36OqsMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Zg6vI2m74SA/s72-c/dinner_table_buffet_menu_1_for_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7070471926181504605.post-6553356578793548667</id><published>2008-09-02T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:32:03.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37tv4rKGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oUd4vPTP3Vw/s1600-h/n23328177_37011489_3704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241622304695986274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37tv4rKGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oUd4vPTP3Vw/s320/n23328177_37011489_3704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure how many of you will read this, but for now; let's just try and get started.  I used to have a blog...www.lynseyrae.blogspot.com just so I could comment on my sister's blog (TheMommyChronicles) Well, if you take a moment and read my old blog; one would never believe that I am the same person as I was then.  Now, I am so incredibly happy.  I have accomplished every last goal of mine once I turned 25; and am now already attaining some for my 30 year old goals; such as flying in a helicopter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the most recent goal attained is my new husband....I say "new" like I have had others; but in reality; he's just NEW...2.5 weeks into our marriage...and we couldn't be happier.  I love him so much that I can't even find the words to describe my happiness but if I can say one thing; it's great to be married to my best friend!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess what I will ask; why is it after two people fall in love and get married the number one question people ask is.... "When are you two going to have kids?!?!".  Most ask this question, like they really care; others; I think it just comes off their tongue naturally.   Anyways; we have developed the "When it happens, it happens" quote.  Then, from there; people decide to give you their opinion...like..."you should wait...enjoy each other"...or...."if you're waiting for you to financially afford a child, then you will never have one"....thanks but I don't think I even wanted to have this conversation.  So, now, I think you are probably wondering- when?!?!  When it happens...it happens....but for now; both he and I are focusing on our marriage....and now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; goals we want to accomplish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess here I am just sitting here; surprisingly at a loss for words, but I guess "in due time" (no pun intended) I will have lots to blog about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way- the reason why I created a new blog is because I was unable to figure out my password for the other; so; hey; why not start new?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7070471926181504605-6553356578793548667?l=thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/feeds/6553356578793548667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7070471926181504605&amp;postID=6553356578793548667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6553356578793548667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7070471926181504605/posts/default/6553356578793548667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewmcguinness.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again...'/><author><name>Lynsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37IOSBi3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/J9bancBj-J4/S220/s23328177_37011489_3704.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIiYW7hz-38/SL37tv4rKGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oUd4vPTP3Vw/s72-c/n23328177_37011489_3704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
