<?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-5143574661799204014</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:36:18.668-08:00</updated><category term='introduction'/><category term='Family Days'/><category term='Deal for the week'/><category term='savings tip'/><title type='text'>Thrifty Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a SAHM to Andrew and Jenna.  I'm married to a US Air Force Officer and we currently live in Signal Hill, CA.  I started my journey as an AF wife in Maryland where I met my husband.  He has moved me back and forth across the country several times.  I'm always in search of bargains and ways to save a buck.  I enjoy sharing my finds, and will even pass along some tips.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2984962677036742441</id><published>2009-08-10T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:43:44.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions and More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SoBp_DH53XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mVBW9If_wJ0/s1600-h/Jennas+comp+card.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368407287716765042" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SoBp_DH53XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mVBW9If_wJ0/s400/Jennas+comp+card.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SoBndPP9GDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xLWCSq-Z0f8/s1600-h/Andrews+comp+card.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368404507832948786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SoBndPP9GDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xLWCSq-Z0f8/s400/Andrews+comp+card.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past month, I have been taking Andrew and Jenna to auditions for movies and commercials. Jenna really loves doing it. Andrew not so much. Jenna has done 2 independent films now and Andrew has done 1. Both should be out next year. A friend of mine took their pictures for me which you can see above, she even did the comp cards. I love the way they turned out! She did a great job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job market for me has been horrible. I'm still looking for a job every day with no luck! I have a feeling my kids will find a job before I do! School doesn't start here til Sept 8. I'm running out of things to do with the kids. 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A new addiction! I have discovered EBay. I had been complaining about my face breaking out lately since I ran out of Arbonne stuff. It is so expensive and with me not working, I just don’t feel like I can spend hundreds of dollars on stuff for my face. So, I was checking out EBay, and I thought I could sell some of my Arbonne stuff that I don’t use so I can buy stuff I want to use. I could not believe all of the bargains I found on EBay! I can now afford Arbonne again even with me not working! I’ll say sorry now to all my friends that are Arbonne consultants, but money is money and I’d rather spend less money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m going around my house looking for things I can sell to make money. I’m amazed at all the stuff I can sell. Between Craigslist and EBay, I should be able to get rid of a lot of stuff. Who needs to have a yard sale? So, my mind has been racing all weekend about how I can make money selling stuff on EBay. There has to be a way to make money. People do it all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for now I’m experimenting with EBay buying and selling. Check back with me and I’ll let you know how it is going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-1357292454069909267?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/1357292454069909267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-discovered-ebay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/1357292454069909267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/1357292454069909267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-discovered-ebay.html' title='I&apos;ve Discovered EBay!'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-5119135075449616519</id><published>2009-05-27T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:59:18.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4VfqLrQ1I/AAAAAAAAADg/D0XTjL4utmM/s1600-h/verabradley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340729841751376722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4VfqLrQ1I/AAAAAAAAADg/D0XTjL4utmM/s400/verabradley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shopping with my Boston friend who also loves Vera Bradley purses. I told her that Marshalls and TJ Maxx are now carrying Vera Bradley stuff. She did not believe me, so I had to prove her wrong. We went to TJ Maxx and found this cute Vera Bradley purse perfect for spring. I was right, and she found herself a real bargain. The purse was regularly $63 and she got it for $9.99. You are lucky if you can get discontinued patterns online for half off the regular price. So, for those of you out there that like Vera Bradley purses as much as I do, check out TJ Maxx and Marshalls to see if you can get as lucky as my Boston friend. And if you don't like Vera Bradley, you will still find really great bargains on purses and other stuff at both Marshalls and TJ Maxx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-5119135075449616519?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/5119135075449616519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-shopping-with-my-boston-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/5119135075449616519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/5119135075449616519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-shopping-with-my-boston-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4VfqLrQ1I/AAAAAAAAADg/D0XTjL4utmM/s72-c/verabradley.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-7680606735643453404</id><published>2009-05-27T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:08:30.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so unkind?</title><content type='html'>So, I’m back at the JCC.  Well, partly back.  I’ve been taking classes at 24 Hour Fitness which has been great, but still want to run some days.  I’m sure you are asking, why I can’t run outside.  It hurts my lungs to run outside with all of the crap in the air, so I prefer the treadmill.  And, I like to see how far I’ve run and how fast.  Anyway, I jumped on one of the treadmills yesterday at 24 Hour Fitness and hated it.  The treadmill was not smooth at all, and it didn’t have a built in fan!  So, I decided on the days when I don’t take classes at 24 Hour Fitness, I’m back at the JCC to use their incredible treadmills that are so smooth and sleek, and best of all have built in fans blowing right on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to the JCC today to run.  Stupid me forgot to turn the overhead fan on before I started to run.  So, I was at about 1.5 miles at this point, and did not want to stop to turn on a fan so I thought I would suffer it out.  Then an older gentleman got on the treadmill next to me.  Then his trainer came over and started jibber jabbing with him while he warmed up.  She was there talking away with him just shooting the breeze, and was literally 2 steps away from the fan.  I asked her if she minded turning the fan on please.  I wasn’t sure if she heard me or if she was asking me what because she was surprised I was asking her something.  So, I repeated my question saying please and how much I would appreciate it. She looked at me with a not so nice expression on her face, gave her client a look, and took the 2 steps to the fan very slowly and turned it on.  I thanked her and told her how much I appreciated it.  She didn’t say anything and walked away with an unhappy expression on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said something to the gentleman next to me about the fact that the trainer seemed offended that I asked her to turn the fan on.  I said something about the fact it was sad that our world was like this.  He told me that he didn’t think that was the case, and that she took offense because it wasn’t her job.  I told him I didn’t ask her to turn the fan on because I thought it was her job, but that I asked her because she was standing there, and that I would have asked anyone that was standing right there.  I told him that if someone who was working out on the treadmill asked me to turn the fan on, I would have gladly done it because it is the right thing to do.  I probably would have commented on how hot it was without the fan on, and turned it on for the person with a smile.  I just don’t get why a simple question would have offended the trainer.  I certainly wouldn’t have been offended and I would have walked the 2 steps, reached up, and turned the fan on with a pleasant smile.  Like I said, I would have even conversed with the person about how hot it was, and probably would have said something about how I always forget to turn the fan on also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me people, would you be offended by the interaction I had this morning with the trainer at the JCC?  I really want to know if asking the trainer nicely if she could turn the fan on was really that offensive.  Would you have asked someone to turn the fan on?  If someone asked you to turn the fan on that you were standing right in front of, would you do it?   So, my interaction this morning with the trainer was not a positive one.  I certainly will not be hiring her to work with me anytime soon.  I get that the gentleman had to defend her because he is paying good money to have her train him.  You don’t want to feel bad about shelling out all that money for a trainer and then have to admit that the trainer is not a very nice person.  That’s just my opinion of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-7680606735643453404?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/7680606735643453404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-so-unkind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/7680606735643453404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/7680606735643453404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-so-unkind.html' title='Why so unkind?'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-1888046458411443002</id><published>2009-05-11T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:20:01.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to 24 Hour Fitness.  Bye Bye JCC</title><content type='html'>One of my friends convinced me that I needed to set a goal for myself when it came to working out. So, I let her set it for me. My original goal was running at least 15 miles a week and to reach the 100 mile mark within 6 ½ weeks. I thought she was crazy at first, but I was also determined to reach the goal she set. This was a friend of mine who hardly ever worked out when we were in high school or college. Now she is working out like crazy. She runs 11 miles in one day, and says she loves it. I know, it’s absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have hit my 15 mile goal a week for the past 15 weeks. I’m not getting the drastic results I thought I would see. So, today I decided that it was time to kick it up a notch. I’m going to keep trying to run 15 miles a week, and throw in kickboxing and step aerobic classes. I’m finding out I need to do something to work my core. I went to my first kickboxing class in months. I had an incredible workout! The last time I went to this class, the instructor was pregnant. She is no longer pregnant and looks incredible. You would never even know she recently had a baby. So, I worked my butt off literally this morning. I am so sore. I’ll have to let you know in 15 weeks if I’m finally seeing results by supplementing my running with other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and can you tell me why people feel the need to wear thong underwear and low cut workout pants? I really don’t want to see someone’s thong when I’m trying to workout. I don’t care that you matched your red thong to the red tag on the back of your pants and that your pants are mint green. I just don’t get the whole thong wearing sticking out of the back of your pants thing. Can someone tell me what that is about? It’s not like we have a bunch of guys in this class. We are all women and I’m pretty sure no one else wants that view either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are hitting the gym again and you want this to be a lifestyle, like my sister does, don’t make the mistake she has made. She continues to pay around $30 a month for her 24 Hour Fitness membership and has been paying this for the past 10 years. She uses the gym probably 5 to 7 days a week and even takes multiple classes in one day, but she is paying way too much. I have tried to train her, but she is stubborn. Anyway, gyms are willing to negotiate their fee. I paid for my membership up front for 3 years which worked out to $15 a month. I even had them waive the initiation fee. Now once the 3 years is up I will only have to pay $49 a year for my membership for life. It makes me a little ill to think about all of the money my sister has been throwing away for the past 10 years. I have offered to even help her get the deal I have, but she continues to be stubborn. Somehow she did not get the same thrifty gene I got, but I’m working on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm leaving my friends at the Jewish Community Center and heading back to the meatmarket of 24 Hour Fitness. I would take the classes at the JCC, but it is hard to concentrate because all I see are overly enhanced boobs on the instructor(like cartoonish type), and she singles me out and not in a good way. Now, why would an instructor do that? That is not encouraging! That is discouraging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how crowded the 24 Hour Fitness was this morning at 10:00 am?  I’m a little concerned about the fact that there were so many people working out during work hours that were in their 30’s and 40’s.  So not only am I competing with them to be fit, but I’m also competing with them for a job.  Is it possible that all of those people this morning are all unemployed right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-1888046458411443002?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/1888046458411443002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-24-hour-fitness-bye-bye-jcc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/1888046458411443002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/1888046458411443002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-24-hour-fitness-bye-bye-jcc.html' title='Back to 24 Hour Fitness.  Bye Bye JCC'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2379540653084607502</id><published>2009-05-08T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:01:14.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Night and Free Stuff makes me happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SgTucXIuUrI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohwBVlkML3U/s1600-h/clairolstuff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333650029727863474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SgTucXIuUrI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohwBVlkML3U/s400/clairolstuff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love free stuff! I had some girls over for girl’s night this past week. My friend, Laura from Ohio, had girl's night perfected.  I learned from the best.  She would make popcorn, cut up cheese, and the wine from a box was always flowing.  I loved going to her house each week. The key was to tape whatever show we were going to watch, so I could chat the whole time and catch up with everyone.  Some of the girls were talented enough that they could watch the show and chat.  Me, not so much.  I don't like missing anything, so I had to tape the show, stay up even later to watch it when I got home, just so I would be able to talk to my friends at work the next day about what happened on Ally McBeal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to have some friends over to see the movie, The Jane Austen Book Club. I had already seen it, so I could watch it again with friends and not worry about missing any of it because of talking. The great part was that Rick popped the popcorn, cut the cheese up, put nuts in a bowl, and put everything out for us on the table. It was just like going to someone else’s house, and just showing up for the entertainment. The even better part was I went to bed and left all of the dirty dishes on the counter, and you know when I got up the next morning everything was cleaned and put away! I’m thinking I can host girl’s night every week.  Next time I have the girls over, I'm thinking we should watch Bride Wars, and dress up in our wedding dresses to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really made the night great was that Kimberly brought her Clairol House Party to my house. If you haven’t done a house party, you really need to. Go to Houseparty.com and pick your party. Included in our gift bag was a free sample of the Gillette Venus Breeze Razor. This is the best razor ever! It’s a razor with built in shave gel bars on each side of the blades. All you have to do is get it wet and start shaving! This razor had to have been designed by a woman. Who else would come up with such an ingenious product? I don’t know how I lived without it before.  I probably won’t want to pay for the expensive replacement blades, but for right now, I’m enjoying my free razor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-2379540653084607502?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/2379540653084607502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-and-free-stuff-makes-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2379540653084607502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2379540653084607502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-and-free-stuff-makes-me.html' title='Girl&apos;s Night and Free Stuff makes me happy!'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SgTucXIuUrI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohwBVlkML3U/s72-c/clairolstuff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2935142769463464707</id><published>2009-05-04T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:40:17.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf82AN6HjrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yIbUUyr5ycg/s1600-h/jennaschool.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf8z-7FA9AI/AAAAAAAAADI/2ng5-WWGwkI/s1600-h/jennaperson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332037639933588482" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf8z-7FA9AI/AAAAAAAAADI/2ng5-WWGwkI/s400/jennaperson.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna's self-portrait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf8wVYkxaQI/AAAAAAAAADA/Fir69aipCEM/s1600-h/jennasfamily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332033627762026754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf8wVYkxaQI/AAAAAAAAADA/Fir69aipCEM/s400/jennasfamily.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Jenna wishes her family looked like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was our very last open house for Pre-School. Jenna will be graduating from Pre-K and entering Kindergarten in the fall. Above is a picture that Jenna did that was posted on the wall for open house. I wasn't quite sure who all of the people were in the picture. Last time I checked the only people in our family were Dad, Mom, Andrew, Jenna, and our dog Reilly. So, a couple of parents were asking Jenna how many siblings she had. She told them she only had Andrew and her dog Reilly. So, I asked her why there were so many people in her family picture and who are they? I guess to Jenna it was very obvious. The two bigger people are Rick and me. The boy and girl are Andrew and Jenna. I asked who the other 6 people were. She said that there were only 2 other people and the other 4 are dolls for each of the kids. So, there are 4 kids and 4 dolls for the kids. Well, that makes much more sense. I was really hoping she didn't think that I was going to have 6 more kids. I know she wants me to have a baby, but 6 more is a bit much. It's a great thing that she has an incredible imagination because she can just pretend we are a family with 4 kids and 4 dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-2935142769463464707?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/2935142769463464707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/pre-school-open-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2935142769463464707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2935142769463464707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/pre-school-open-house.html' title='Pre-School Open House'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sf8z-7FA9AI/AAAAAAAAADI/2ng5-WWGwkI/s72-c/jennaperson.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-3162116727455687440</id><published>2009-05-01T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:57:11.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discount Shopping</title><content type='html'>I think people are finally figuring out how great Marshalls, TJ Maxx, and Ross are.  I stopped by my friend’s house the other day, and she was so excited about something she purchased and couldn’t wait to tell me about it.  I didn’t think anyone got as excited as I did about bargains, but I think she may have come close.  So, she shows me a top she bought at Old Navy, then went on to tell me that she was taking it back.  I asked her why, and she said I would not believe what she found and that I would be so proud of her.  So, she shows me how she found a very similar top at Ross for a third of the price.  She was able to get 3 different tops at Ross for the price of 1 top at Old Navy.  And you know, the top from Ross, in my opinion, was much cuter then the one from Old Navy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad that my friends are finally catching on to the bargains that I have known about for many years.  I can’t tell you the last time I shopped at a department store.  I don’t want everyone to catch on though, because our economy sucks right now, so we need some people to keep spending their money at expensive places and not caring about saving a buck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some of the bargains I have gotten recently at Marshalls have been:  Asic running shoes for Andrew for $10.00, New Balance running shoes for Rick for $19.99,  and Maidenform bra for $8.00.  One of my really great finds was when I pulled a little black dress off the rack for my friend to wear to her husband’s Christmas party and it fit!  That dress was only $10.00, and she loved it!  I don’t think anyone can beat that one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had people tell me that they don’t have the patience to go through the racks to find the bargains.  The mistake they are making is shopping with their children.  If you are trying to shop for yourself, don’t ever bring your children.  You can bring a sister or friend, because you will need that person to tell you if the jeans are cute or absolutely ridiculous.  And if you have to go by yourself, don’t fret because you can buy the item, show it to your friend or sister, and then return it within 30 days for a full refund if your friend tells you how ridiculous you look.   You really can’t go wrong at these stores.  I’ll even go with you to introduce you to this wonderful world of shopping.  They get new shipments all the time, so I won’t be bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, congratulations to Kimberly for entering the club of discount shopping.  What a rush you will get!  Next I’ll have to take you to Goodwill, and I’ll even help you go through the racks.  Hope you are enjoying the Bebe skirt.  You’ll never believe where that one came from and how much it cost!  My mom will be happy to know the skirt found a new home and the new owner is very excited about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-3162116727455687440?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/3162116727455687440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/discount-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/3162116727455687440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/3162116727455687440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/05/discount-shopping.html' title='Discount Shopping'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2326752146117006247</id><published>2009-04-28T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:53:36.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving without our DVR</title><content type='html'>My DVR died last week.  I knew it was coming as my DVR continued to make a clicking noise.  At times I was unable to select a program I had recorded.  Not a good sign.  So, I called in to get help from Dish Network.  As soon as I told the technician about the clicking noise, he said that was not a good sign.  He confirmed that my hard drive crashed, and I would not be able to get my taped shows back.  I wasn’t too concerned about my shows, but had a feeling when the kids found out they would not be happy.  They are so used to watching everything taped and being able to pause in the middle of a show when I ask them to go do something.  Live TV just doesn’t happen in our house.  I love that I can tape 2 things at once and watch something else that I have taped at the same time.  I never watch commercials anymore!  I’m sure the marketers out there are not happy to hear that.  Do you realize how much time is wasted by having to sit through the commercials?  I have now given myself extra time in my day just by cutting out the commercials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked the technician what I needed to do.  He told me not to worry about anything. He said that they would mail me a new DVR.  I asked how much I was going to have to pay.  He told me I didn’t have to pay anything.  He said my old DVR was under warranty.  He said I would only have to pay shipping.  I started to argue with him, when he told me that he would waive the shipping fee.  I thought that was so nice of him.  Then I asked what I should do with my broken machine.  He told me I would have to ship it back to them as soon as I got my replacement.  I started to ask if I would have to pay for the shipping.  He let me know once again that they would cover the shipping costs.  So, now I’m getting a new machine within a few days and won’t have to pay a dime.  Wait, my dog is barking like a mad dog!  It has to be either the mailman or the UPS guy.  I went to check and guess what?   My new DVR is here!  We won’t have to suffer through another day of having to watch live TV and having to pick what show we like better, The Office or Grey’s Anatomy?  The only good thing good thing to come out of this is I have discovered hulu.com.  I can watch all of my shows that I missed on hulu.com.  Isn’t modern technology great???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was telling my friend that my DVR finally died.  It had been acting funny about a month prior to this and we were sure it was going to die.  I told her how great the customer service was at Dish Network and that they did not charge me anything.  I didn’t even have to argue to get my way.  She told me I didn’t have to fight with them because I already had a mark on my account that says, “Difficult customer!  Give her whatever she wants!”  You know, I’m ok with that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I didn’t mention is that within the past 4 months I have called Dish Network and negotiated my monthly fees.  I have successfully reduced my bill by $20 a month without compromising my services!  I never would have thought this was possible until last year my previous boss made me call my business phone and internet providers and ask for a discount.  I thought she was crazy, and there was no way they would reduce our bill.  I was wrong!  The providers are willing to negotiate.  You just have to ask.  So, if you are not comfortable with negotiating, let me do it for you.  I love to argue and get a good deal.  I won’t charge you too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-2326752146117006247?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/2326752146117006247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/surviving-without-our-dvr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2326752146117006247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2326752146117006247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/surviving-without-our-dvr.html' title='Surviving without our DVR'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-3236095179508471051</id><published>2009-04-27T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:15:59.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting Food</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows how much I love Chick-Fil-A. It’s the perfect place for mom and kids. I love kid’s night. Usually they have a pretty decent event for the kids, plus kids eat free. Then the kids disappear into a place almost like heaven, the sound proof play area, and I get to enjoy my meal in peace with a friend. So, this particular night, we went for kid’s night, it was like any other night. The kid’s ate free and I got to enjoy my meal catching up with a friend.  The kids get a free ice cream in a cup with their kid’s meal. Sometimes they get lucky and convince the worker to give them their ice cream on a cone. This particular night they were not successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how our conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Jenna, please don’t use your fingers to eat your ice cream. Use your spoon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna: “I don’t want to use my spoon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “If you don’t use your spoon, I am going to take your ice cream away, and throw it in the trash can.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna continues to eat her ice cream with a spoon for a little while and then goes back to her fingers again. I had to take her ice cream away, right? She begged me not to throw it in the trash. I told her that she did not listen to me, so I was going to have to throw it in the trash. My friend is looking at me and giving me this look like I have to follow through with what I said. I go over to the trash can and threw her ice cream in the trash. Jenna starts screaming and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna: ”You are the worst Mom ever! I’m going to tell Daddy on you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “What are you going to tell him? That I threw your ice cream in the trash because you were using your fingers instead of a spoon?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna: “No! I’m telling on you. I’m telling Daddy that you wasted food! You are going to be in big trouble! You are the worst Mom ever!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna totally had me pegged. She knows how much I HATE to waste anything including food. It was so hard for me to throw her ice cream in the trash. That’s the good thing about being married to a human garbage disposal. Nothing gets wasted. Rick will eat anything. So, I sucked it up and wasted the ice cream, since I had to follow through. I guess the good thing was that I didn’t have to pay for the ice cream since the kids eat free. You know, even though it was free, I still had this awful feeling in my stomach and I really did not want to waste the food. I wonder if my neurosis about not wasting anything is going to scar my kids for life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-3236095179508471051?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/3236095179508471051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/wasting-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/3236095179508471051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/3236095179508471051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/wasting-food.html' title='Wasting Food'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-7029129486329183263</id><published>2009-04-22T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:35:27.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut out a trip to the Barber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se_Omoq2FMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uNQQU4yeBkg/s1600-h/rickandandrewhaircuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327704047350060226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se_Omoq2FMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uNQQU4yeBkg/s400/rickandandrewhaircuts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 6 years ago, I found out that one of my friends was cutting her husband’s hair with clippers. I thought that was a great way to save money.  Especially since my husband is in the military and has to keep his hair very short.  He has to get his haircut at least every 3 to 4 weeks.  That would equate to about $225 a year for one person.  So, I invested in some decent clippers and started experimenting.  Rick learned very quickly not to ask me to cut his hair when I was mad at him, as he always ended up with a really horrible haircut.  I really didn’t do it on purpose.  It just turned out that way.  Then we had Andrew, and since I was already cutting Rick’s hair I decided to cut Andrew’s hair too.   I got lucky since both Rick and Andrew have wavy hair which is perfect to use clippers on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other night Rick and Andrew were well overdue for a haircut.  Andrew loves to throw a fit and  hates to get his haircut.  I finally convinced him that it was time especially since it was so hot.  I explained that he wouldn't feel so hot with his hair shorter.  He finally agreed since it has been almost 100 degrees here this week.  As I’m cutting his hair, Jenna is watching me.  She asks me if I can cut her hair next.  I told her I only know how to cut hair with clippers, and if she wanted her hair to look like Andrew’s or Daddy’s hair, I could do her hair too.  So, she keeps asking all kinds of questions about how I would cut it and is using hand motions to show me.  Then, I get this flash of how she cut her hair right before Christmas and cut a huge chunk out of the front of her hair.  I tried my best to explain that I only do one hair style and it only looks good on boys.  So, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that she doesn’t decide to cut her own hair again!   I think the boys got a pretty good haircut.  What do you think?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-7029129486329183263?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/7029129486329183263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/cut-out-trip-to-barber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/7029129486329183263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/7029129486329183263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/cut-out-trip-to-barber.html' title='Cut out a trip to the Barber'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se_Omoq2FMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uNQQU4yeBkg/s72-c/rickandandrewhaircuts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-5817941873952556684</id><published>2009-04-21T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:36:43.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Days'/><title type='text'>Lazy Reilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4RwoDn5tI/AAAAAAAAACo/1MZXkjV7Fp8/s1600-h/jennaandreilly2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327214936309884626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4RwoDn5tI/AAAAAAAAACo/1MZXkjV7Fp8/s400/jennaandreilly2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4Py0-PHLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rotgonUFKVQ/s1600-h/reillyoncouch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327212775113432242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4Py0-PHLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rotgonUFKVQ/s400/reillyoncouch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Reilly does all day waiting for Rick to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4QGFM9KMI/AAAAAAAAACY/NqMqR_w9vwk/s1600-h/reillywithbone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327213105887652034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4QGFM9KMI/AAAAAAAAACY/NqMqR_w9vwk/s400/reillywithbone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only perks up if Jenna gives him a bone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4RYfg0QHI/AAAAAAAAACg/dNwPQS6T-H8/s1600-h/jennaandreilly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327214521699549298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4RYfg0QHI/AAAAAAAAACg/dNwPQS6T-H8/s400/jennaandreilly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-5817941873952556684?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/5817941873952556684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-reilly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/5817941873952556684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/5817941873952556684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-reilly.html' title='Lazy Reilly'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4RwoDn5tI/AAAAAAAAACo/1MZXkjV7Fp8/s72-c/jennaandreilly2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-601870836157503251</id><published>2009-04-21T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:02:58.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Clubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4ORcY4SvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e3YmAJ9u4zg/s1600-h/jennawithbook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327211102066985714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4ORcY4SvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e3YmAJ9u4zg/s400/jennawithbook.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4OB-81DqI/AAAAAAAAABw/XWOumJ7C0I4/s1600-h/jennawithbook.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4NzTfSs1I/AAAAAAAAABo/hYDSuqc3lXo/s1600-h/jennawithbook.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My monthly book club is tonight and I’m hosting, which means I was the lucky one that got to pick the book. Let me back up for a minute. When we first moved to CA about 4 years ago, I was desperate to meet people and make new friends. I am a total people person and would be very happy to be with my friends 24/7. So, I found a book club on Craigslist, and decided to try it out. I know it is kind of silly that I would want to join a book club. I don’t even read books! But I needed to get out there and meet people. At this time I still had my pregnancy brain so things were very foggy. My kids were 1 and 3 at the time. So, I met my new book club friends at a coffee house each month. Well, I should say 3 months. I was kicked out after the third month. You see, I was the only mother in the group. Everyone in the group, with the exception of me, was single, young, hip, and still had full use of their brain. I was raining on their parade. I guess it didn’t help that I never read any of the books. I had every intention of reading, but never got around to it. I was working fulltime and taking care of a 1 and 3 year old. Who has time to read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now fast forward 4 years and I’m in a new book club with moms. We formed the club when we were out celebrating my birthday in the summer. My Secret Bunco Sister was so thoughtful and planned a special surprise dinner for me with friends, since Rick was deployed to Iraq at the time. She even set up FREE babysitting for me. I was so thankful for her that she reached out to me. So, as we are eating, talking, and having a great time, our book club is born. I was in the club. Then out of the club. Now back in the club. So, it is my turn to pick the book. Remember I don’t read. What on earth am I going to pick? The pressure is really on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first pick a book called “A Year of Absence” which follows the lives of 6 women whose husbands deploy to Iraq. What I didn’t realize is that none of our local libraries have the book. So, I had to pick another book, after already letting everyone know about my first choice and some people had already purchased the book. OOPS! Sorry about that! I asked my mom for a suggestion since she is in 2 book clubs and reads several books a week. I thought I could trust her opinion. The fact that she reads many books a week, and has been able to stay in 2 book clubs without being kicked out makes her very qualified in my mind. So, she tells me that everyone in both of her book clubs really liked the book, “The Double Bind” by Christopher Bohjalian. She said that there was a really interesting twist at the end that no one saw coming. OK, I now have a recommendation from a qualified person and they have plenty of copies at the library, so I go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, things don’t go smoothly. After all, I’m picking the book. You know, the person that gets kicked out of book clubs. I personally thought the book was good, but what do I know? I don’t read. It was on the New York’s Bestsellers List. How could I go wrong? Well, just in case you decide to read this book and you are offended by foul language, just skip the one paragraph on page 5 that uses graphic language at a pivotal moment in the main character’s life. I felt that the author had to use the wording he did in order to make it clear how horrific this incident was. Anyway, what is done is done. My poor mom felt horrible about it and went through the whole entire book again to make sure that there were no other parts of the book with offensive language. I think I learned my lesson. Next time, I will host by offering my house and goodies, but I will let someone else pick the book. That is if I’m not kicked out of this book club first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you made it to the end of my long, drawn out story, you are wondering where your savings tip is. Well, here it is. Don’t ever buy books from the bookstore. You only read the book one time so why do you need to buy it? That makes no sense to me. I always check things out at the library. It’s great! You can go directly to the library’s website and reserve the book. You can renew online. It’s so convenient and free! If you really feel the need to own books, do what my mom does and buy them at garage sales for a quarter a piece. You may have to search longer for the books you want, but you sure will get a deal and your bank account will thank you. And in the end, don’t you feel better about that? I know I do! &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/5143574661799204014-601870836157503251?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/601870836157503251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-clubs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/601870836157503251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/601870836157503251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-clubs.html' title='Book Clubs'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Se4ORcY4SvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e3YmAJ9u4zg/s72-c/jennawithbook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-6769465611482820023</id><published>2009-04-20T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:55:35.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='savings tip'/><title type='text'>Stretch Your Pedicure for a Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SezLr3DT3qI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9vmWDTepXc/s1600-h/prettyfeet2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326856413645102754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SezLr3DT3qI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9vmWDTepXc/s320/prettyfeet2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an incredible afternoon yesterday! I dropped my kids off for a birthday party, and was able to have freedom for 2 whole hours. So, as I’m walking out the door with a big smile on my face, one of the mom’s asks me what I’m going to do. I told her I had no clue, but would enjoy my freedom. She pipes up that I should go get a pedicure. What a great idea! So, off I went with another mom who was smart enough to leave the crazy party of 5, 6, and 7 year olds beating each other with light sabers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful thing about your children getting older, you can now drop the kids off at parties and pick up at the end. Those mothers are saints, aren't they?  The mother of the birthday boy wasn't feeling well during the party. I noticed, but conveniently waited til the next day to ask her how she was feeling. I was going to get a pedicure, remember? There was no way I was going to stay with a bunch of screaming kids. There were several other very capable mothers staying. How would one or two more mothers help the situation? In fact, I'm sure we would have just been in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my afternoon was perfect, as I was due for my annual pedicure. I know that sounds funny, but it is true. I go once a year in the spring and have the manicurist trim my toenails and scrub all of the dead skin off of my feet. Then I’m good for a whole year. See once again, this is where my special talent of being thrifty comes in, or cheap as Rick keeps reminding me. Why would anyone complain when their spouse is saving money rather than spending money???? So, the nice, asian ladies sat us down in our very comfortable massage chairs with our trash magazines in our laps, and went to work. I wasn't able to understand a lot of what the ladies were saying, so when they asked me questions, I just kept saying no. I didn't want to have to pay for anything extra. So, when she asked me if I wanted a coke or diet coke, I politely told her no thank you, all the time wondering how much that would have cost me. See, another great way to definitely save calories and maybe even some money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to waste money, especially on something I can do myself. So, I have invested in several colors of OPI nail polish, and I paint my toenails myself. Of course I found a deal on the OPI nail polish because there is no way I would pay full price! I’m pretty good at painting nails, if I say so myself. My sister even has me do her nails so she can save $20 on a pedicure. So, check out my newly dressed nails. I love the color! It’s OPI “Don’t Be Koi With Me.” It’s the perfect spring or summer color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-6769465611482820023?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/6769465611482820023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/stretch-your-pedicure-for-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/6769465611482820023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/6769465611482820023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/stretch-your-pedicure-for-year.html' title='Stretch Your Pedicure for a Year'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SezLr3DT3qI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9vmWDTepXc/s72-c/prettyfeet2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2708156178868721974</id><published>2009-04-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:34:35.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deal for the week'/><title type='text'>Starbucks Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SetEbJHuseI/AAAAAAAAABY/bTp5PTGLmpk/s1600-h/starbucks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426217391239650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SetEbJHuseI/AAAAAAAAABY/bTp5PTGLmpk/s320/starbucks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found an incredible deal this week at the Los Angeles Air Force Base Commissary. Unfortunately the only way you can take advantage of this deal is if you are military, or you convince me to buy some for you. I love the Starbucks Frappuccino in the bottles. They are way cheaper than buying one at the regular Starbucks. I hardly ever will spend my money at the corner Starbucks, but I always buy a 4 pack at the commissary. I usually can get a 4 pack for $4.99, but the past couple of weeks they have been selling the Dark Chocolate Raspberry Mocha 4 pack for $1.99, which was not advertised anywhere. I had to look at my receipt to see how cheap they were. The commissary even stuck a .55 cent coupon in each 4 pack. So, I was able to get a 4 pack for $1.44 plus of course the CRV. I live in CA so I can’t get out of that charge. I'm pretty sure this item is on sale because it is considered a seasonal item. I enjoy drinking this flavor year round, and find it tastes delicious regardless of the time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing about how I can make a profit off of this? I just bought 4 bottles for a total of $1.44. I can sell one bottle for at least a $1.50 or $1.75. So, I tell my husband since he was working up at El Segundo all week, he needed to stop by the commissary and buy all of the Frappuccino’s they had left. But of course, he forgot to buy them, but managed to bring home a bunch of liquor instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start to think about how I can sell these Frappuccino's to all of the SAHM's after they drop their kids off at school. I can have a mobile Starbucks out of my trunk. The only problem is I only have one choice, Dark Chocolate Raspberry Frappuccino's in a bottle. I'm doing them a service, right? I'm saving them money and they get to enjoy their Starbucks. I decide that is just too much work, so I would rather pass the tip on to everybody else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can even stretch these drinks even further by drinking only half and saving the other half for the next day. You'll get half the calories! For those of you that care, that would be 100 calories. See, no guilt! You saved money and calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Commissary usually runs the same sales throughout the US, so you will have to let me know if you were able to find this same deal at your local Commissary. We have never been stationed overseas, so I can't speak for the military Commissaries abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who are VISUAL and would like to SEE the SAVINGS. Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frappuccino’s from the Commissary:&lt;br /&gt;$4.99+.20(crv) x 52 weeks=$269.80 (regular price)&lt;br /&gt;$1.44+.20(crv) x 52 weeks=$85.28 (sale price)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a savings of $184.60 for the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or for those of you who like to go to the corner Starbucks everyday, look at this savings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$3.75x365(days)=$1368.75 (I’m estimating the cost of one drink at Starbucks and did not include tax) Also this is based on if you go everyday, which some of you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this would be a savings of $1283.47 for the year if you skipped your corner Starbucks and stocked up on the Commissary deal for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to figure out where I can store 52 4 packs for the year. A basement sure would come in handy right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-2708156178868721974?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/2708156178868721974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/starbucks-deal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2708156178868721974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2708156178868721974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/starbucks-deal.html' title='Starbucks Deal'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVFHj7Eet_A/SetEbJHuseI/AAAAAAAAABY/bTp5PTGLmpk/s72-c/starbucks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143574661799204014.post-2407804761904585426</id><published>2009-04-18T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:19:11.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>About Me-Military Wife and Mom</title><content type='html'>My name is Laurie Hallbeck, but some of you may remember me as Laurie Davies. I am married to Rick, a US Air Force Officer. We currently are living in Signal Hill, CA (right smack in the middle of Long Beach) with our 2 children, Andrew who is 7 and Jenna who is 5. Oh yeah, and our super laborador, Bill O'Reilly, or Reilly for short. By the way, we did not name our dog. Reilly was given to us as a gift from our Republican friends in Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are forced transplants from the east coast, counting down til Rick retires from the Air Force at age 43! That's right, a mere 43 years of age and he will retire! I have recently found myself unemployed, as I found out pretty quickly after my husband was deployed to Iraq, that corporate America really did not support our military families. So, here I am trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up, while trying to be a great military spouse and SAHM. One thing I do know, I love to find bargains and find new ways to save a buck. I think I am thrifty, but my husband says I'm just cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My formative years were spent living in Frederick, MD which used to be a wonderful farming community. Now unfortunately Frederick has grown like crazy and you will find lots of townhomes on all of the old farms. Not the charming little place to raise kids like it used to be. After graduating from University of Maryland, I met my husband who was stationed at Site R in Pennsylanvia and living in Maryland. The AF Officer he was replacing at the time made a strong suggestion, that if he wanted to meet a woman, he better live in Maryland. Luckily he met me! Remember, I'm the one that gets to write this blog, so it is the world according to Laurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started dating, got engaged, then married VERY quickly. But hey, we have been married 13 1/2 years, so we must have known what we were doing, right? So, since getting married, Rick has dragged me back and forth across the country more times than I would like to count. Of course, we would love to be living closer to the east coast since our families and friends are there, but no, we are stuck here in CA. We originally thought that we would be here 3 years, but will end up being here almost 6 years by the time our Air Force journey is over. I've come to understand that the military is just not as predictable as I would like it to be. So, for now I cannot make long term plans. All I do know is that Rick will retire February 2011. Then and only then, can I make our life plans. So, if you ask me, "Where are you moving after Rick retires?" I would answer with a definite Ohio, and Rick would say North Carolina. So for now, here we are in Signal Hill, CA (in our totally overpriced house that we made a stupid decision to buy at the peak), counting down til the day we can move. Wherever that may be! Remember, I can't make long term plans yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143574661799204014-2407804761904585426?l=slick-ca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/feeds/2407804761904585426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/about-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2407804761904585426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5143574661799204014/posts/default/2407804761904585426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slick-ca.blogspot.com/2009/04/about-me.html' title='About Me-Military Wife and Mom'/><author><name>Laurie Hallbeck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14438974447072072787</uri><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/_TVFHj7Eet_A/Sh4YhojWhDI/AAAAAAAAADo/j1M6Nhd3qMY/S220/meandrew.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
