<?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-5298274134911703197</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:52:39.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Webb</title><subtitle type='html'>A Family of two will soon become three!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-6578226962986473529</id><published>2009-05-15T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:53:30.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arise at Pinelake....</title><content type='html'>Last night 2 friends of mine and I decided to go to Pinelake to the Arise Womens Service. It featured Barbie Bassett. On the way i wasn't quite sure what i would be experiencing at the service if anything. We got there and had a few laughs along the way.  We got in a found a seat and i started thinking is this really gonna be good? I questioned myself and thought ok come on Nichole your in church surely it will be fun. They had a music worship before Barbie spoke and it was GREAT. I was so touched by all those women that sang and praised God with there voices. I began to think this is gonna be something good. Barbie came on and spoke and let me just tell you that women has a fire in her for the love of Jesus Christ. She touched my heart so much. She told stories to make you laugh, and cry. If you missed it you missed a great thing. One thing she talked about was being a missionary a servant. When we become Christians we are missionaries, we are servants, and i realized i havent been a very good servant or missionary. She talked about God being our center and ONLY our center he cant be left or right and he has not been my center lately, but he will be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-6578226962986473529?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6578226962986473529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=6578226962986473529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6578226962986473529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6578226962986473529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/arise-at-pinelake.html' title='Arise at Pinelake....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7680989026758101082</id><published>2009-05-14T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:42:06.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18wk Sonogram Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIvUfckI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y9psk7-0V4U/s1600-h/18wk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335673893529023042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIvUfckI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y9psk7-0V4U/s320/18wk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIh7-7HI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IXy40hwXWPY/s1600-h/18wk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335673889936567410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIh7-7HI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IXy40hwXWPY/s320/18wk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIgKZeII/AAAAAAAAAP8/577qifFz7pw/s1600-h/18wk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335673889460156546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIgKZeII/AAAAAAAAAP8/577qifFz7pw/s320/18wk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIW-J09I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XnytItcdd2I/s1600-h/18wk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335673886992880594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIW-J09I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XnytItcdd2I/s320/18wk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Missy is bent over forwards her body is like bent over in half! (in the picture above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfISVeRaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/QjTPRazTQn4/s1600-h/18wk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335673885748512162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfISVeRaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/QjTPRazTQn4/s320/18wk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sweet little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7680989026758101082?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7680989026758101082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7680989026758101082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7680989026758101082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7680989026758101082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/18wk-sonogram-pics.html' title='18wk Sonogram Pics'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgwfIvUfckI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y9psk7-0V4U/s72-c/18wk5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-6298299264778904168</id><published>2009-05-11T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:54:10.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgieAKffEfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yokspVPUOd0/s1600-h/21-carrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334687484273955314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgieAKffEfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yokspVPUOd0/s320/21-carrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....now she's a CARROT? Last week she was a banana, week 16 she was an avacado NOW A CARROT! Whatever!&lt;br /&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/5298274134911703197-6298299264778904168?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6298299264778904168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=6298299264778904168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6298299264778904168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6298299264778904168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/21-weeks.html' title='21 Weeks'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgieAKffEfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yokspVPUOd0/s72-c/21-carrot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7235884653625091217</id><published>2009-05-11T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:49:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First (Pre) Mom Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a great day. I spent the day with my Mom in law Lola and Scott's family. We had a blast eating, not having to clean, taking pictures of Andrew, and just being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting to be recognized as a mom at all yet, but at church the GA's handed out flowers to all the mom's and they gave me one too. They said i was just as much a mom now as i will be in 4 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful sister in law Rachel gave me the sweetest card ever for my first mother's day, and my mother in law Lola gave me a frame for mother's day that i can put a sonogram picture in and it says "Coming Soon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a day to be remembered. I cant wait to Scrapbook all about it! I know next year with Little Girl being here it will be even more special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of my friends had a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7235884653625091217?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7235884653625091217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7235884653625091217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7235884653625091217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7235884653625091217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-pre-mother-mothers-day.html' title='My First (Pre) Mom Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7723790034600222956</id><published>2009-05-06T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:24:18.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgGrdiub0gI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rHVxgUfIUxE/s1600-h/20-banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332731957809500674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgGrdiub0gI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rHVxgUfIUxE/s320/20-banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet little girl is a BANANA! It amuses me how they compare your baby to fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7723790034600222956?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7723790034600222956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7723790034600222956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7723790034600222956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7723790034600222956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-20.html' title='Week 20'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SgGrdiub0gI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rHVxgUfIUxE/s72-c/20-banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-9054390902466764024</id><published>2009-05-06T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:20:36.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby Blues.....</title><content type='html'>Today makes us 20 weeks and 3 days.....you would think that would mean the nausea, and vomiting would be gone.........NO NO NO MAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the person from the Pepto Bismol commercial....nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, minus the diarrhea add some VOMIT! But it is all gonna be worth it in 19 weeks when we get to bring home our precious little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went last week with the help of my wonderful husband and very best friend Tierney and got registered for baby stuff. It was so much fun. I loved all the little clothes, and shoes, car seats, blankets, bottles.....oh i cant wait! I got registered at Babies R Us (majority of my stuff), Target (crib, changing table), and JC Penney (some little cute odds and ends). The only thing i cant make my mind up on is her bedding. It is the hardest thing to pick out in the whole wide world besides HER NAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think we will ever find this child a name!!! Ugh.......what do we do! I guess when she born and doesn't have a name something might come to us that we can decide on and both agree on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-9054390902466764024?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9054390902466764024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=9054390902466764024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/9054390902466764024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/9054390902466764024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-blues.html' title='The Baby Blues.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7407542599088420848</id><published>2009-04-07T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:13:44.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SduilO-M73I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pg9SeJqlSIw/s1600-h/16-avocado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322026145226223474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SduilO-M73I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pg9SeJqlSIw/s320/16-avocado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am such a blog stalker and i found this web page called Baby Center on this other pregnant girls page and it shows you how big your little baby is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our little GIRL is the size of an AVACODO this week!!!! I just think that is the coolest thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so update...... Last Tuesday 3/31/09 i started having some menstral like cramps on the way home. I brushed it off and said it would go away. Well i hurt all day Wednesday and ended up having to go home instead of staying at church, and i did call the Dr. I got to talk to this really mean nurse who must have been in the middle of stuffing her face and didn't want to fool with me. Thursday morning i called my Dr office and they said i could come in to see Dr Nichols cause Dr Ory was out. So Scott came up and we went to the Dr got a ultrasound and found out my Fibroid Tumor is larger (measuring in at 7cm) than it was 3/25/09 when i went to the Dr and my cyst on my ovary was still there(they had said it was gone) and it was like 3cm adn that the baby was a GIRL!!! The Dr examined me and said my uterus was way too large for 15 weeks and it was dehydrated and my tumor was larger and all of the above could attribute to the cramping so i got "BED REST" for a week. WONDERFUL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amongst all of the above my great grandmother got sicker and had to be put back in the hospital (i was on BED REST and couldnt come see her)! It was horrible. My Grandma passed away last night and i know she is in no more pain and in such a better place with the Lord. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came back to work yesterday and had some pains on and off but nothing major then we had some drama at work and i got to Wal-Mart grocery shopping and i started having trouble catching my breath, i could feel my pulse about to POUND out of my neck, and it felt like an elephant sitting on my chest. So i wobbled over to the BP machine and my BP was 164/100 and pulse 120!!! Oh that is just stinking GREAT!!!()#^&amp;amp;*()#%$&amp;amp;*^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i finished shopping quickly and went home and propped my feet up! Scott came in and checked my BP around like 8:30 last night and it was 130/70 or something so it was better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7407542599088420848?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7407542599088420848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7407542599088420848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7407542599088420848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7407542599088420848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-such-blog-stalker-and-i-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SduilO-M73I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pg9SeJqlSIw/s72-c/16-avocado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5830703837698349932</id><published>2009-03-12T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:10:25.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.........</title><content type='html'>Ok so my dear little friend Amy wanted me to update my blog i think cause i haven't in a while.....SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have another appt till Wed 3/25/09 and i will be 14 wks 3 days then so hopefully they might be able to tell what the baby is....OH I PRAY! The anticipation is KILLING me. I wnat to buy stuff and start decorating and i cant cause they cant tell if it's a little boy or little girl...UGH the frustration of not knowing....but anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday my dear friend Leigh that i work with who was 9wks pregnant lost her baby. Please say a prayer for her. I know you might not know her but God can comfort her and her family through the prayers of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having some strange pains in my lower stomach almost my groin area. It hurts when i walk, sit up in a chair, turn at the waist, EVERYTHING. Its like a sharp pain that goes across the whole front of my lower abdomen. It was so bad i called the on call nurse last night. She told me it was probably Round Ligament pains, and to not worry if i wasn't bleeding. She suggested i keep taking tylenol and take a warm bath. The bath helped for a BRIEF moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways....im still throwing up EVERY morning. It skipped 3 days last week and i thought it was gone but no mam...back again and then this past sunday no vomit...i thought it was gone but....no mam back on monday and then all of a sudden today no vomit...so PRAY no more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5830703837698349932?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5830703837698349932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5830703837698349932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5830703837698349932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5830703837698349932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update.........'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4497315353802469830</id><published>2009-03-03T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:54:04.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound pictures of the baby from last week!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KyuCdNbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EArp-hzH9eI/s1600-h/sono3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309052139696108978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KyuCdNbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EArp-hzH9eI/s320/sono3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KyQaTioI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2eE6-UwBy6A/s1600-h/sono2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309052131743074946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KyQaTioI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2eE6-UwBy6A/s320/sono2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KybgOi2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/LI0WyPCvmQ8/s1600-h/sono1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309052134720703330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KybgOi2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/LI0WyPCvmQ8/s320/sono1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4497315353802469830?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4497315353802469830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4497315353802469830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4497315353802469830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4497315353802469830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/ultrasound-pictures-of-baby-from-last.html' title='Ultrasound pictures of the baby from last week!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/Sa2KyuCdNbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EArp-hzH9eI/s72-c/sono3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3967888670945289618</id><published>2009-02-27T12:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:43:43.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Week Appt.....</title><content type='html'>We went wednesday for another appt. Of course i had to get my blood drawn.....yuck! My blood pressure was up once again this time. So when we go back in 4 wks i have to do a 24hour urine to make sure i dont have protien spilling over in my urine...not gonna be fun! We also got another ultrasound to check the heart rate cause we couldn't get a good one on my belly. It was good though 178 and strong. We got to see the baby moving and waving its arm and kicking its little legs....so sweet! I wanted to cry, but i couldnt move cause the ultrasound lady felt like she was digging into my spine! She measured the baby crown to rump and "IT" is measuring 1 wk ahead....which is good! My cyst on my Lt Ovary is smaller, but now i have a HUGE fibroid on my uterus...UGH what else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise all went well, oh and we set up our payment plan....i feel like a have a car note once again! The ultrasound tech is going to email me the sonogram pictures so i will post em as soon as i get em!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3967888670945289618?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3967888670945289618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3967888670945289618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3967888670945289618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3967888670945289618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-week-appt.html' title='10 Week Appt.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7846272553928954675</id><published>2009-01-29T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:25:08.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Beat check up...</title><content type='html'>We had our appt this morning to check the baby's heart beat. It was 128bpm. She said that was great! We go back in 4 weeks on Wednesday Feb 25, 2009 at 8:10 for another appt. We will do our prenatal blood work then and probably check the heart rate with another ultrasound. She said we will probably induce unless i go into labor myself during the day, because she likes to deliver all of her own patients. She explained the appt's what would happen and what to expect over the next 7 1/2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so EXCITED! She did say i could change no kitty liter NO PROBLEM i HATE cats and i dont have one! Also she said i couldnt eat raw fish but i dont think ALL SUSHI is raw? Is it? OMG i will die with no sushi! UH! But it's worth it so so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck over the next 4 weeks until we go back. The Lord has already blessed us so much with this pregnancy and I know He has so much more blessing for us to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7846272553928954675?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7846272553928954675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7846272553928954675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7846272553928954675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7846272553928954675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/heart-beat-check-up.html' title='Heart Beat check up...'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7660738478517938091</id><published>2009-01-28T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:06:33.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 wks</title><content type='html'>Im 6 wks 3 days but i was going to give the 6 weeks info.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baby is around 1/4 inch long - think of a small lentil with a tail! But this is one busy legume. If you could see your baby you would see dark spots where the eyes and nostrils are begining to form. Those little holes on the sides of the head are where those little ears will be. The baby's arms and legs are now tiny buds, but by the end of this week those buds will be moving, thanks to the muscle fibers that are forming. By the end of the week, that precious little heart will beat a regular rhythm. The baby's backbone and rib bones are starting to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really felt different except for CRAVING Dr Pepper everyday! Which i know i shouldn't have. I have felt kinda sick a couple of times and almost all of those times has been when i have been eating eggs! YUCK! So im staying away from those eggs from now on. I dont even know if i want to eat them afterwards! My boobs kinda hurt at times but not all the time. Im thankful for that!!! Tomorrow we have our appt to hear the heartbeat YAY!! I kinda hope it's two baby's in there.....i know i know everyone reading this is thinking OMG she has lost her flippin mind. Maybe i have but i would love every minute of it! They would have to call an ambulance for Scott tomorrow if they says it's two! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog tomorrow and let ya know how it goes. Pray for us and the Baby. God has already blessed us with so much. I am eternally grateful for this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 1:5&lt;br /&gt;"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7660738478517938091?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7660738478517938091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7660738478517938091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7660738478517938091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7660738478517938091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/6-wks.html' title='6 wks'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-8483170674304884049</id><published>2009-01-26T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:52:07.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on Baby Webb.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The day we found out about Baby Webb...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been trying for 1 month to get pregnant and i knew i could either expect my WONDERFUL period on Jan 11 or expect NONE which would be a blessing! So on Monday Jan 5 i took a test --- it was NEG, and i had bought a test that had 2 in it, but i saved the other one. On Thursday Jan 8 i was about to get in the shower getting ready for work and i decided what the heck im takin the test. So i did! The whole ENTIRE time i was in the shower i was praying "PLEASE LORD LET IT BE POSTIVE"! Well. I got out of the shower and looked and low and behold there was TWO pink lines! YAY.....i was so excited. I immediately got on my knees and thanked God for what He was giving us! I was 3 weeks and 4 days pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work and had to make sure i wasn't crazy so when Leigh got here i made her look at my preg test i had taken at home. Of course she was like "yes". So i called my new Dr Erica Ory (who is wonderful) and told them i thought i was pregnant and i wanted to come do a blood test (we miscarried in June so i wanted to make sure i got all the attention needed quickly to prevent that happening again). They let me come on up stairs and drew my blood, and then they made me wait in the waiting room for 45 minutes! Ugh....it was the LONGEST 45 min of my life. Then this Nurse came around the corner and ask to speak to me.....she had NO facial expression at all. I just knew it was bad news. So i got up and went arpund the corner with her and she said "CONGRATULATIONS YOUR PREGNANT" the words i NEVER thought i would hear her say! I just started crying. I told her i was so excited and i was so scared. So i went up front and my our first appt for Feb 10, 2009 @ 8:00!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day i was on pins and needles could not wait until i could go home and tell Scott. So i went to Kroger got 4 pink balloons and 4 blue balloons, i stopped and got a digital EPT test (cause i still couldn't believe it), 2 bibs (said "my dad rocks" and "my dad is cool") and i wrote him the sweetest poem (i will post it later). We had went to a FD Mtg and came home and it was like 8:30. I ran into the bedroom and got my camera ready. I had everything layed out and ready for when he walked in. I hollered down the hall for him to come in the bedroom. He cracked the door and saw the balloons and other stuff and he said "What's that?" i was like "come in the room" so he walked in and said "hum, well how about that" and i cried and we hugged and kissed! Then he said "well just cause your pregnant can you not cook supper now?" Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pain................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had went across the hall on Friday Jan 16 and the girls from work did an ultrasound and said she saw a cyst on my left ovary, my uterus was inverted, and the baby sac was attached really low close to my cervix. Well on Satirday Jan 17 i started having A LOT of pain in my left side. I tolerated it over the weekend and on Monday i called the Dr. and they made me an appt for Tuesday Jan 20 @ 8:00 i was 5 weeks and 3 days. Scott had gotten off work that morning and we went to the Dr. They did and ultrasound and we could see the sac. The Dr said everything looked good. I do have a cyst but it should be fine. It comes with it sometimes. So she made me an appt to go back on this Thursday Jan 29 @ 8:00 for another ultrasound. I will be 6 weeks and 4 days and we hope to hear the heart beat! On Wednesday Jan 21 the girls at work wanted to look again and we got the sweetest picture of the baby it looks like a little pacman! And they said my cyst was A LOT larger! Yikes. The pain isnt really that bad but at times though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-8483170674304884049?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8483170674304884049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=8483170674304884049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8483170674304884049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8483170674304884049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up-on-baby-webb.html' title='Catching up on Baby Webb.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5024562556763076470</id><published>2009-01-26T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:22:07.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a BABY!!</title><content type='html'>Well I have some big news. Scott and I will be expecting the arrival of Baby Webb on September 20, 2009. We are so excited. Im beside myself. I have no idea what to think or do! So i guess this now turns into a blog for Baby Webb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5024562556763076470?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5024562556763076470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5024562556763076470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5024562556763076470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5024562556763076470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-having-baby.html' title='We&apos;re having a BABY!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3087273330538549111</id><published>2009-01-23T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:00:20.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to catch up on....</title><content type='html'>Ok so i took a somewhat LONG break from the blogging world. Sorry. It has been a long long long several months. Tierney had Kye (he is so sweet and handsome), the clinic i worked for was bought out by Baptist and that has been a LONG and DREADFUL change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more i want to let anyone know who pays attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later.....this was for you Amy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3087273330538549111?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3087273330538549111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3087273330538549111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3087273330538549111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3087273330538549111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/lots-to-catch-up-on.html' title='Lots to catch up on....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2534273529735609911</id><published>2008-07-28T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:27:16.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies gallore....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so many friends having BABIES!!! One of my best girls Tierney is in her 6th month. She is going to be a GREAT mom i just know it. I am so happy for her and Josh, and i cant wait to see little Kye. This is a picture of her from this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SI4oVvjEP5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lZVe4hBU428/s1600-h/tierney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228160571429633938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SI4oVvjEP5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lZVe4hBU428/s320/tierney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday we found out Jenn and Lee some other friends of ours are going to be welcoming a 2nd little bundle of joy into their home February 28th, 2009. This is the same day that our baby would have been due, the same time Tierney and Josh got pregnant this year, and the same day Grandmother died this year. Funny how things work out some times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also have a new addition to the Webb family. Baby Boy Andrew Noah Lawson born Tuesday 7/15/08 @ 4:16 pm, Weighed 7lbs 9oz, 20 inches long.  I will post a picture of him soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-2534273529735609911?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2534273529735609911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2534273529735609911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2534273529735609911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2534273529735609911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/babies-gallore.html' title='Babies gallore....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SI4oVvjEP5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lZVe4hBU428/s72-c/tierney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3757226719971604700</id><published>2008-07-07T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:22:38.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waterslide.......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our church's annual 4th of July gathering. This year was a little different. Usually we just have Watermelon, but this year our new Pastor decided we would try something new. It was GREAT! We had homeade ice cream, watermelon, left over ham sandwiches from church lunch, a dunking booth, petting zoo, and Space Jump of Jackson brought out 2 inflatable obstacle courses, 1 inflatable dual slip and slide, and 1 inflatable high slip and slide!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about heaven. I was so excited i could hardly hold myself back. My husband did NOT want me getting on the slides......but......i got one of the obstavle courses first. It was a blast i just knew before i could climb over the wall i would fall down and bring some small child to an early death with my extremly large self......but thank the Lord he was watching out for me and the small children and He helped me manage to get over that wall to be able to slide down to MY death!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****NO SMALL CHILDREN OR ANIMALS WERE INJURED DURING THIS TIME****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my friend Steph and i had already decided we HAD to go down that slip and slide. It was no question to it. So i figured while my husband was getting ready to do the Fireworks thats when i would make my move!!! Steph and i some how managed to get Shelly to go on the adventure of Big Girls Gone Wild down the big inflatable slipping slide! We climbed up.........Steph was first and down she went (after the panicing adults grabbed all of the small children out of the wade pool thinking the splash alone from us would kill them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****NO SMALL CHILDREN OR ANIMALS WERE INJURED DURING THIS TIME EITHER****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly was next to go down and she slid down with no problem...........well i kinda hung around the top thinking "this really is high and what if i look like Reshbusha from Norbit flying down this slide and go straight thru the fence ahead......." well Steph left me know time to think of what i was going to do.......nope she didnt she came back up the slide grabbed my arm and down we went..........it was sllllloooooowwww motion all the way down. I could see people watching us and the whole time i was thinking i was going to die or kill someone. I was hitting the replay button in my head the whole 5 seconds down watching Reshbusha as she climbed on the slide and slid down to find herself flying thru a wood fence and landing ALMOST on top of a small child into a small pool of water..........but after she landed there WAS NO WATER!!!! I just knew we would knock all of the water out of the pool at the end of the slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph had my arm and i had her shirt because if i went thru the fence so was she! As we tumbled down the slide i realized i was turning kinda side ways and felt as though i was going to fall off the side!! Well i didnt fall off......i landed on Steph! After my legs hit the side of the slide it turned me around and i landed on top of her..........I just knew she was dead!!!! But she was ok. Still breathing.... me on the other hand i almost had a heartattack thinking about it trying to write this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt leave this without some great pictures my friend Ashlee managed to get.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we come.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353340196388674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SHJrtExt_0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/C3A8hDmzHRo/s320/stephchole1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There we go............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353716354442370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SHJsC-EyZII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lttW9sN-2hs/s320/stephchole2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; See i told you we didnt injury any small kids!!! Just us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love Chole &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3757226719971604700?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3757226719971604700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3757226719971604700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3757226719971604700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3757226719971604700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/waterslide.html' title='The Waterslide.......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/SHJrtExt_0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/C3A8hDmzHRo/s72-c/stephchole1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4681664247388530766</id><published>2008-06-13T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:38:58.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fresh start...</title><content type='html'>OK so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been doing so well with my weight loss. I started off really well with the Easter Challenge thing (thanks girls!) then i went down hill :( Grandma got sick and was put in the hospital in February and then she passed away and during that time i missed several WW meetings. So i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go back knowing i would have to pay a whole new joining fee and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have the money for that. So i kept going with the Easter Challenge i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; losing as much as when i was going to WW but that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; i figured the slower it comes off the longer i keep it off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; then the Easter Challenge kinda CLOSED and that was BAD for me! It helped so much having people email me and leave comments and keep me encouraged. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even have my best friend here where i live that will keep encouraging me because she cant stay on the wagon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say i stopped losing. Then in March i went to Orlando for a week with my bis sis Melanie and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do to awful bad i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; gain any weight i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; lose, but as time went on i started creeping back into my old eating habits and then i started gaining back. In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; when i started this blog and the Easter Challenge from the time it ended and i started gaining i had lost a total of 26pounds which was awesome! I have never lost that much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me rewind back to October when i went to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OBGYN&lt;/span&gt;. I was way larger than i have ever been. I asked her about if she thought when Scott and I where ready to start trying to have children if i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; as far as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;. Well she said, "Nichole there is no way at the weight you are now you will get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; and if you do it will not be easy getting pregnant nor will it be a healthy pregnancy." So that afternoon on the way home i was crying thinking my worst fear was going to come true i would never be able to have children because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so overweight and there is no way i can lose it. I thought and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;some more&lt;/span&gt; then i remembered the WW meet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Richland&lt;/span&gt; at the Methodist Church on Tuesday nights and it was Tuesday night. So i pulled in to that church and marched in to sign up! I was so excited and there was 2 other girls there that were overweight and wanted to lose weight so they could try and get pregnant so i had someone who could relate to me! I have never had that. I have some of the worlds greatest friends but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the Fat Friend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the one that they feel sorry for and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to invite swimming or laying out because i might feel out of place me being so large. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the girl that takes up the most room and others have to sit in my lap when we try and all go out and fit in the same car. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the friend that my husband cant pick me up and twirl me around because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so big. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the friend that cant borrow clothes because they would never fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dropped WW, The Easter Challenge was dropped, and i was left to start gaining weight so i did. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; gain back all the weight i had lost but i gained all but 8 pounds. My middle sis Amanda called me Monday and told me about this TOTALLY FREE site called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;sparkpeople&lt;/span&gt;.com. She said she had signed up and wanted me to check it out so i did. And i signed up as well. It has so many great tools to help you. Well since i signed up Monday i have lost 8.6lbs!!! Yea for me. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it is but the encouragement you get from people you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even know telling you, you can do this is so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this brings me to the FRESH START! I want to lose X amount of weight by my 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; 5/27/09. It is a large amount but i CAN and WILL do it. I might not have my friends as great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;encourager's&lt;/span&gt; but i have my online buddies and my sister Amanda. Ill keep you posted on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4681664247388530766?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4681664247388530766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4681664247388530766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4681664247388530766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4681664247388530766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/fresh-start.html' title='A fresh start...'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-1321808815494761904</id><published>2008-05-28T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:13:07.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.photosbynichole.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.photosbynichole.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog for my Photography business thats in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a mailing list with specials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please email me with your mailing address so that you can receive some Awsome deals from Photos by Nichole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:snwebb@bellsouth.net"&gt;snwebb@bellsouth.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-1321808815494761904?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1321808815494761904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=1321808815494761904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1321808815494761904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1321808815494761904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-out.html' title='Check out.......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5443953473167245673</id><published>2008-05-21T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:26:09.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanie's graduation</title><content type='html'>I have some great news. My oldest sister Melanie graduated and got her GED last night! Yahoo. I am so proud of her finally doing this. It has been something she has wanted to complete for some time now and she finally stuck it out and accomplished a HUGE goal in her life. Next goal is either Dental Hygene school or Cosmetology school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a scholarship to go to Hinds so she will become a college student next semester. I can remember my first day of college - nervous!! She will do fine though because she is such a people person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting some pictures of the new Graduate tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS big sis i am so proud of you! I love ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5443953473167245673?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5443953473167245673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5443953473167245673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5443953473167245673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5443953473167245673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/melanies-graduation.html' title='Melanie&apos;s graduation'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2415053494518302738</id><published>2008-05-19T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:59:52.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a slacker!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know it has been so long since i posted. Sorry! I havent been doing very well on the weight loss thing. I havent been going to my meetings to weigh in. You have NO idea how much that holds you accountable!!! Seriously i have GOT TO get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for the week:&lt;br /&gt;#1 Write down EVERYTHING I PUT INTO MY MOUTH&lt;br /&gt;#2 Do my walking tape atleast ONCE DAILY&lt;br /&gt;#3 Drink ALL my water&lt;br /&gt;#4 NO CARBONATED DRINKS&lt;br /&gt;#5 NO MEXICAN FOOD&lt;br /&gt;#6 Pray daily for strength with my weight loss&lt;br /&gt;#7 Walk around my neighborhood atleast TWICE this week&lt;br /&gt;#8 Ask my sisters to walk at the park AND DO IT&lt;br /&gt;#9 Make better food choices...........salad vs fries&lt;br /&gt;#10 Eat lots of fish and chicken this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see by next Monday how this went. Pray for me i could sure use it!!&lt;br /&gt;Love Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-2415053494518302738?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2415053494518302738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2415053494518302738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2415053494518302738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2415053494518302738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-slacker.html' title='Im a slacker!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-6417983601899450070</id><published>2008-04-23T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:22:13.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Blog</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know i started a blog for my Photography. Im taking pictures on weekends. Call if you live close enough to book a shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photosbynichole.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll all like it. I will be adding pictures from the Knauss Engagement Shower soon and in June the Knauss Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-6417983601899450070?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6417983601899450070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=6417983601899450070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6417983601899450070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6417983601899450070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/photo-blog.html' title='Photo Blog'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-6215926620540326095</id><published>2008-04-07T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:35:47.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Weigh In.....</title><content type='html'>Ok so this weekend knowing i was starting a new challenge i pigged out! I ate everything i wnated and then some. So needless to say i have gained 7.2 pounds! YUCK. But it ok i did it to myself. That just means i have to up my game and work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with my friend Rachie this weekend, and i bought the new book out by Jillian from Biggest Loser called: Making the cut!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill let yall know how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the menu:&lt;br /&gt;(am) i packet of grits (100 cal)&lt;br /&gt;(noon) chicken broth - only because i had no soup and haven't been shopping (20 cal)&lt;br /&gt;(s) 100 cal Ritz snack pack&lt;br /&gt;(pm) deer sausage dogs, bellpeppers, onions (i might leave the bread off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF WATER!&lt;br /&gt;Love Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-6215926620540326095?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6215926620540326095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=6215926620540326095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6215926620540326095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6215926620540326095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-weigh-in.html' title='1st Weigh In.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3855890945142632550</id><published>2008-04-03T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:13:05.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Challenge!!</title><content type='html'>I was being blogger nosey and i saw where Shannon is doing a Birthday Challenge. Well i want to do my own B-Day Challenge. My B-Day is 5/27 so i would like to lose 15 pounds by my b-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think that is very overboard 15lbs! Totally doable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you big girls out there lets lose some weight. My friend Rachie might do it but she doesnt blog very much so i might just have to blog for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going this weekend to get some things to take some pictures of Rachel's neice Avery. Im so excited. My sis-n-law is expecting and im going to see if i can shoot some pics of her and my friend Amy is going to let me shoot some pregnancy pics of her next Sunday, and then Rachel's bro is gettin married June 6 and im shooting pics of his wedding in DESTIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see im gonna be a busy worker bee over the next several weeks buts thats okay it will keep my away from the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3855890945142632550?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3855890945142632550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3855890945142632550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3855890945142632550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3855890945142632550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-challenge.html' title='Birthday Challenge!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4478609677964035932</id><published>2008-04-01T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:09:59.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New stuff!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back last year i went to a ladies night out at my grandmothers old church. They had a group of ladies singing that night called "Women of Praise". After that night i thought that would be cool to be able to be a part of something like that! Im not tooting my own horn but i sing pretty good. Well at my church we had a 5th Sunday singing and invited a group of ladies from Vicksburg, Ms to sing i think it was like 7 ladies. Then some of the ladies in the choir decided to make a group. The whole time after hearing that group at church it was on my heart that i wanted to be a part of something like that. When the ladies at church made a group i wasnt invited but they are mostly ladies in there late to mid 50's so i understood (but i wanted to be included)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friend Brooke came to me about 2 weeks ago and said "Hey what do you think about starting a group to sing?" I was in awe. I didnt know what to say because this had been on my heart for almost a year. Of course i said yes. Well every now and then we have talked and not really set anything in stone and last night we got together 4 of us and looked at some songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Believe it or not we sound really good together. This is all to glorify God and sing praises to him. Our gruop is me, Brooke, Lindsey, and Jennifer. Last night as we sang we tried to come up with some names to choose from. We really want to pray about this going somewhere and not just a group of girls that sing every now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Please leave a comment and tell me what you think of these names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Divine Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hosanna's Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Southern Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sisters of Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We want something that has to do with the faith we have in Christ and the underserved Grace he gives us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is hard!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll give ya'll an update soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love, Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4478609677964035932?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4478609677964035932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4478609677964035932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4478609677964035932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4478609677964035932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-stuff.html' title='New stuff!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-829939318003147885</id><published>2008-03-27T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:09:24.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing ya'll!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry i haven't blogged in some time. I have had A LOT going on. My partner at work as you all know went into preterm labor and she was put on permanent bedrest for the remainder of her pregnancy so i have been alone at work with my job and hers, then my husbands grandmother had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital - we spent countless days and nights with her spending time with her as much as we could and she passed away 2/28, so then we had to travel to Long Beach, Ms to make funeral arrangements, then i had my Florida vacation with my sister this past week (it was fun), so now im back at work, and Rachel my best friend that i also work with has moved into the office next to me and she is doing Amy's work (yes i have help) she is doing WONDERFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed tracking my weight loss and im sorry i have. I havent done as well as i was when i was blogging and writing it all down. Dont get me wrong i have lost but not much. I now weigh in at 275 so i have lost a total of 26 pounds since i started. I have went from wearing size 26 pants to 20-22, and the biggest thing is i bought a size 14w Easter dress. I know it was just made big and it was a poofy material so it only fit because of that but it felt good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have done well with the weight loss. I will be checking on your blogs and i promise i will get back into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-829939318003147885?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/829939318003147885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=829939318003147885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/829939318003147885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/829939318003147885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/missing-yall.html' title='Missing ya&apos;ll!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7582414665813040276</id><published>2008-02-04T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:32:55.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in Wk # 5</title><content type='html'>Gotta make it short and sweet lots to do at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this past week my monthly friend has been to visit. I have only lost 1 lb since the weigh in last Monday. 1 lb is better than none, but i wish i could have done better. Although i know why i only lost 1lb! I havent been exercising like i should...........i havent been doing it at all over the past 2 wks atleast! I've been in a Hazmat class for the past 2 wks and i ate what they ate (taco soup, chips, sandwhiches, hamburgers, sausage dogs, chili, deer meat soup, pizza.....) yeah i know! I hope this week is better. This am i started back writing everything i eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 100 cal blueberry muffin&lt;br /&gt;                   black coffee and 2 splenda's&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: turkey sandwhich on wheat (2 tblsp mayo and 2 small packs of mustard)&lt;br /&gt;             100 cal ritz snacks&lt;br /&gt;             9 small carrots&lt;br /&gt;Snack: Apple&lt;br /&gt;             100 cal oreos&lt;br /&gt;Supper: either chicken breats and veggies or soup??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to make sure i drink all my water. I love drinking water dont get me wrong its just making sure i get it all in as busy as it is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my Disney vacation has been moved. We will be going March 14-22. Im so excited. I just know we are going to have so much fun. My oldest sis Melanie her husband Jeff and their kids Shelbie, Abby, Madison, and Hunter are going. We are gonna do like 5 days in Universal Studios and 1 day at Magic Kingdom. We wish we could go more days to Disney but the cost is outrageous 1 day at Disney 85 dollars, 7 days at Universal 85 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone did good in the weigh in and if not we'll get em next monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my husband has decided to lose some weight and get in shape!! Finally some support at home! Yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;Love Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7582414665813040276?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7582414665813040276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7582414665813040276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7582414665813040276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7582414665813040276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/weigh-in-wk-5.html' title='Weigh in Wk # 5'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4922760046455035607</id><published>2008-02-01T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:52:21.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Im starting to feel like i cant do this weight loss thing. I havent gained, but i feel like i have NO support. There for a while we all encouraged each other and now i feel like all is lost. Yall have no idea how much of an impact having people to support you helps. I know people are busy and have other things to do but we cant give up.  I am so proud of myself for doing as well as i have and i dont want it to end here. I know Shannon is busy and she cant do it right now, but we have to keep it up. Please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4922760046455035607?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4922760046455035607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4922760046455035607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4922760046455035607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4922760046455035607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/help.html' title='HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-796405670990249368</id><published>2008-01-28T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:25:36.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE PRAY!!!</title><content type='html'>My VERY good friend Amy and her husband Brant Davis are expecting a beautiful baby girl (Addison). Amy was scheduled for a C-Section on April 23, 2008. During the night last night she started having contractions and has dialated. The hospital did an ultrasound this morning and Addison weighs 2lbs 3ozs. They are giving Amy steroid shots to try and make Addison's lungs as healthy as possible. Please pray for this young family, there 10 yr old daughter Abbey, 6 yr old son Brandon and unborn baby girl Addison. We all know the Lord works wonders and he is a mighty and powerful God and capable of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 18:20 says " For where two or three are gathered together in My name, I am there in the midst of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-796405670990249368?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/796405670990249368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=796405670990249368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/796405670990249368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/796405670990249368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-pray.html' title='PLEASE PRAY!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-9148066841252559779</id><published>2008-01-23T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:38:16.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever feel......</title><content type='html'>like you just spinning. I have had so much going on this wk and last wk. I have a HazMat Tech class i am taking for the next 2 wks every night including Saturday from 6 pm - 11pm. talk about tired. Then to add to it my Medical Assisting license is about to expire so i have been wroking on renewing it by taking self study courses. Ughh. I had to take off work yesterday just to finish the test's. Amongst all this stress i just knew i was going to gain from Monday but i havent thank God! I havent had time to exercise or really get my water in. But im down to *84.4 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally below *85. Makes me feel like i have accomplished something. Thats down a total of 17 pounds since Christmas. Now if i can just continue to lose and keep it off. I think the maintaining the weight loss is the hardest part. I know i can eat one thing wrong and i yo yo up and down on my weight. I ate some red beans and rice one night last week and the next morning i had gained 2 pounds. I was like OMG how can i gain 2 by eating 1/2 small bowl of red beans. But i did. Last night i had 2 slices of cheese pizza and i just knew i was going to weigh this morning and have gained but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all did well with the weigh in. I cant wait to have time to read every one's blog's from this week.&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-9148066841252559779?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9148066841252559779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=9148066841252559779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/9148066841252559779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/9148066841252559779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-ever-feel.html' title='Do you ever feel......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-1341704767636277274</id><published>2008-01-21T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:37:22.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In #3</title><content type='html'>Well I am down 2 more #'s. I'm excited because this is the first time i have ever been able to accomplish weight loss. For so many years i have tried diet after diet to get the weight off and i just cant do it. But not now. I am so glad i have the wonderful support system i do. All of ya'll on this challenge have helped me so very much. I know for a fact with out ya'll i would not have lost the weight i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember before my wedding in 2005 i joined weight watchers hoping to shed some pounds before the big day. Well when i joined i was heavy but not as heavy as i am now. December 2007 i was the heaviest i have EVER been. Today January 2008 i am between what i was in 2005 and Christmas 2007. I am so close to being the weight i was before i got married. It's actually kinda weird how every time i want to cheat i think about having to blog about it. I dont want to have to blog about a gain or cheating or giving in to a temptation. I like blogging about positive things. Hopefully this time next Monday i can weigh in under an *85. I would love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray all of you did well this week. I did ok. I really should have exercised more, but thats where this week comes into play i can improve for next week.&lt;br /&gt;Love to all&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-1341704767636277274?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1341704767636277274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=1341704767636277274' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1341704767636277274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1341704767636277274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh-In #3'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5099441116153280776</id><published>2008-01-18T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:12:25.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "I LOVE ME" list........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ok so i was reading Krissie's blog and i saw THE LIST! I am one of those people whom have been down on thereselves. i have just been so bumed because i just cant shake the weight this week. I have been so disapointed because i feel like i have so many people to not let down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;By the way i looked up the sopapilla thing i ate yesterday.........1290 calories just for the 3" piece of bread with some sugar and honey on it! Never again will i venture into sopapila land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So here goes nothing let me see if i can be positive about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. What do you absolutely love about your body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I have very pretty eyes i think, and beautiful thick hair, oh and big boobies....thats always a plus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. When did you surprise yourself with your physical strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Playing softball for the church couple of years ago. I have actually been asked to play this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;3. When were you braver than you ever thought you could be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;When i moved out and got my own place. I am so afraid of every noise the house makes but i just tell myself God will protect me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;4. When did your self-control blow you away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;When a girl i work with tried to get me to eat a brownie (probably would have been better than the sopapila), and when my husband and i went to a steak house i wanted a baked potato and instead i got steamed veggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5. What is your proudest moment ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The day i married my best friend. I didnt think we would ever get married and i was so excited to get to spend the rest of my life with him. It's amazing how you can love someone so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;6. When was the last time you felt absolutely beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ummm. My wedding day, and that was 3 years ago almost. I felt like a princess. It was scary to have all eyes on you, but i felt like i was beautiful and everyone was just in awe at how well i cleaned up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;7. Why do you deserve to meet your goals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Because i dont deserve to be unhealthy. I want to be able to go outside with my kids one day and take a walk or run around a playground chasing them. I dont want to be like my mom and be so overweight i cant do anything with my kids. But the difference in her and i is im going to do everything in my power to change the way i am living so that i dont turn out like that. I want to be able to put on a swim suit and go to the beach and not be afraid of people looking at me. I want them to look at me because i look good. I want to be comfortable with my husband touching me and not worry about him touching me and being grossed out by my weight. I deserve to be a healthy beautiful woman just like all my blogger friends do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Thanks for asking these questions Krissie. Just in answering the questions i have realized why i need and want this so bad. I dont know what i would do without all of your support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5099441116153280776?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5099441116153280776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5099441116153280776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5099441116153280776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5099441116153280776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-me-list.html' title='The &quot;I LOVE ME&quot; list........'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3443946304347950426</id><published>2008-01-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:20:26.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do i always do this........</title><content type='html'>it never fails i always disapoint myself. We had lunch brought in today from a Mexican restraunt at work. Well i thought i did good eating just lettuce, cheese, salsa, beef strips, some rice, guacamole, a a small bit of sour cream.............well i after i ate i went and got me a sopapilla ya know the little braed thing with honey on it and butter. OMG i am so mad at myself. I wish i could take it back now. I should have thought about it for a split second longer and i could have talked myself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know i will get on the scale and have gained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3443946304347950426?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3443946304347950426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3443946304347950426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3443946304347950426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3443946304347950426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-do-i-always-do-this.html' title='Why do i always do this........'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-296996489172755015</id><published>2008-01-15T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:36:02.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Cinderella!</title><content type='html'>Guess what?????????? I just got the news from my Office Manager that......................................................................i can take off in May and go to DISNEY!!!!!!!!! Yeah. I am so excited. My sister invited me on her family vacation with her and her husband and children. We will spend 3 days at Universal Studios and 1 day at Magic Kingdom. I can not wait. Plus i will be atleast 50lb's lighter by then I HOPE!! Well let me just be realistic if i could be down  by then i would be extatic. Makes me want to try even harderto lose this weight. Oh i am so excited. I feel bad i will be leaving my husband for that long but he isnt into the theme park thing. Me on the other hand oh baby bring it on. I love it. We will leave on the 21st and come home on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has been losing weight also and she has lost like 10 pounds already. She said she just doesnt want to have to ask for a belt extender for the rides. Me either!!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my WW weigh in. Hope everyone is doing ok so far this week. Good luck to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-296996489172755015?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/296996489172755015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=296996489172755015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/296996489172755015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/296996489172755015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-call-me-cinderella.html' title='Just call me Cinderella!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2026059581846560070</id><published>2008-01-14T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:35:33.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in #2</title><content type='html'>Well today is the official 2nd weigh in for the Easter Challenge. I hope all of you did well. Im shocked at the weight loss i have had during these past 2wks but i am happy as well. Thank you so much for your encouragements. It means so much to know i have people supporting me as i am supporting them and we are all so far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the big news......................scale said.............................&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!! Yahoo. I am so excited. I was a little discouraged because i know i could have made some better choices this weekend and my loss would have been more. Oh Well gotta save some excitement for next week huh? I promised myself i would not go back above 290!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work girls and i will post more later.&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-2026059581846560070?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2026059581846560070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2026059581846560070' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2026059581846560070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2026059581846560070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/weigh-in-2.html' title='Weigh in #2'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-1098064600136581299</id><published>2008-01-11T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:35:09.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Courageous and Determined?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;As i sit and think about the past 2 wks i feel like i have accomplished something great in my life. So many times people who are obese (including myself) feel as though we have no self worth. For many years i have tried dieting. I never would stick to one for long but i can say i have pretty much tried it all (Weight Watchers, South Beach, Atkins, Cabbage Soup diet, Slim Fast, You on a Diet, Vegetable Soup Diet, all kinds of diet pills, and drinks). After several attempts and multiple failures i had come to conclusion "I was meant to be this way". But that isn't true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Last Sunday while our Pastor Kevin was preaching he started talking about the kinds of New Years Resolutions people make: get in shape, clean the house, eat healthy, take a walk every day, plant a flower bed, save some money, and the most popular LOSE WEIGHT! I wanted to shrink down very small and crawl under the pew. I thought "he is so talking to me! who told him my resolutions??" He actually made a wonderful point. He said so many people fall into thinking that they can drink the shake, take this pill, or eat this meal everyday and they will lose the weight. That's it, it's that simple. Right? Wrong!! You have to have determination, self discipline, courage, will power, faith, hope, and except the fact that you can make a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I did some research and found some verses on courage in the Bible that i thought were very encouraging. I hope you feel the same: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Deuteronomy 31:6 "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Joshua 1:9 "Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged. For the Lord your God will be with you where ever you go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Joshua 10:25 Joshua talking to the people: "....do not be afraid, do not be discouraged. Be strong and courageous. This is what the Lord will do to all the enemies you are going to fight&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I know these 3 verses basically say the same thing but it's the point that God tells us so many times in the Bible to be courageous. Stand up for ourselves. So many times we don't do that. When i read these verses i thought my obesity is my enemy! IF i have the courage to fight i can win and lose the weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Some really good quotes on determination: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Every accomplishment starts with a decision to try" - Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts" - Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Deep huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Over the past few days i have thought a lot about my self worth. Is it worth trying to lose weight? Is it worth me wanting to be healthy? Is it worth it to try and be attractive? Of Course it is. I am worth every bit of it and so are you. This might sound so ridiculous but i weigh each and every day...sometimes 4 times a day! Yeah i know ridiculous. But my point is each and every time i get on the scale and i see that i have made progress i feel like i have accomplished something so great and i have. For years i have tried dieting, most of the time not longer than a couple of weeks, but this time it feels different. This time i feel determined, disciplined, courageous, and powerful. This time i feel like I'm going to be able to make a dream of losing this weight a reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;When i got on the scale this morning before work i weighed ***. I cant tell you the last time i was under that weight. When i got on that scale i screamed. I had to get off and get back on a few times. Heck i even got my old scale back out and weighed on it to compare. When it finally soaked in that the scale wasn't lieing to me i looked in the mirror and told myself "you will NEVER weigh over that again" and i wont. I don't care what i have to do i will not gain and weigh over that again. This whole time i have been saying "please just let me get below this and get away from that nasty bad weight" now i have a new goal....i want to get below *** and i CAN do it and i WILL do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The exercise i think is helping so much. Yesterday i walked my mile at work with Rachel and last night after i went to a dinner i came home and before i would let myself get in the bed i walked 2 more miles. Go me!! Ya hoo. My big sister Melanie is trying to lose weight also and she is down several pounds. Her determination is we are going to Disney in May and she doesn't want to have to get a seat belt extender for any rides! Me either! But we can do it i know we can and i pray that we all have the courage to stand up and fight against our obesity. We can and will change our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hope i haven't rambled too terribly much. Love to all......Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-1098064600136581299?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1098064600136581299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=1098064600136581299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1098064600136581299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1098064600136581299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-you-courageous-and-determined.html' title='Are you Courageous and Determined?'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7196770479080930511</id><published>2008-01-10T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:03:11.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White T-Shirt??? NO NO NO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, i know this isn't about weight loss but i just know everyone will love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated high school in 2000. 1 year earlier than i should have. I went on and started college right away. I thought the sooner i get in the sooner i get out. As most of you already know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt; is a BIG girl! In high school i was called Double D (for the big ta-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ta's&lt;/span&gt;), The Giant, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Suedo&lt;/span&gt; Girl, Good Year Blimp.....you name i got called it. I eventually learned how to just laugh at myself about it and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad i learned to just have a good laugh otherwise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; be in some serious counseling sessions right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of college i tried so hard to look good. Have my hair just right, wear the right shirt, the jeans that made my butt look the least large, the perfect shoes. Everything. And as most of you know i am not a girlie girl by far. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a Firefighter, EMT, i love to hunt, fish, go 4-wheeler &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;riding&lt;/span&gt;, ride horse, work on cars, be outside, i skin my own deer, and i love just wearing my hair in a pony tail with my favorite pair of old jeans or jogging pant and an old t-shirt with some flip flops. But this day was important. I was the underdog. I was the youngest person in probably all of my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i found this really sexy low cut white top at Lane Bryant. Loved it!! I went in that day people talked, i made some friends, ate lunch with them, and afterwards headed to work. Well on the way to work i rolled the windows down to just get some fresh air. It was really hot and i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;perspiration&lt;/span&gt; badly! In a midst of driving, and singing to the radio i kinda felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; for some reason. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; put my finger on what was wrong but i knew something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; right. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; like i said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; moderately obese, and have ta-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ta's&lt;/span&gt; as big as Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;behold&lt;/span&gt; guess what though??????? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have her Bra on! No sir i sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;. I sat all day in classes, making friends most of whom were guys, went to lunch, and headed to work at 4:00 in the afternoon i FINALLY REALIZE I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;AINT&lt;/span&gt; GOT MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;DADGUM&lt;/span&gt; BRA ON!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; how much more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; can life get. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even want to go back to class the next day. I just knew someone had to have seen them. I mean how can you not notice some big ole girl with triple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;D's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt; past her belly button and probably outside my cute little white shirt!! Well i never wore the shirt again girls i thought maybe it was trying to tell me something like .... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; big girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need to wear stuff like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i feel better knowing you are all at home or work right now laughing you booties off about to fall out of the chair or off the bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; this poor girl! or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; she is scarred for life. Yeah I know laugh it up girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta's for now!!&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. By the way checking the ta-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ta's&lt;/span&gt; to make sure they are secured before i leave the house is on my list every morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7196770479080930511?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7196770479080930511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7196770479080930511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7196770479080930511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7196770479080930511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/white-t-shirts.html' title='White T-Shirt??? NO NO NO!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4162639641077058006</id><published>2008-01-09T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:33:15.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down.....Down.....Down.....</title><content type='html'>Im getting kinda excited and probably shouldnt and i know i shouldnt tell this until Monday but the scale says i am 3 lbs lighter this am!! I am so excited. When i see a change in the number it makes me want to try harder today and tomorrow. I sure my new scale isnt lieing! That would totally pee pee me off. Last nigh i went to WW and before Christmas i was heaviest last night 6 pounds lighter by there scale. But you weigh more at night then you do in the morning. This morning even less. I would be so excited to just get below ***  then i feel like it would be a down hill slop for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big sister has invited me to go woth her and her family to Disney, and Universal this May. I hope i can atleast be 50 pounds lighter by then so i can fit better in some of the rides. Last summer i went and it was a tight squeeze in some and some i couldnt even squeeze in! I thought my rear was gonna fly off the ET ride in the middle of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if any of you do this but i have been hiding my weight from my husband. Last night i was trying to tell him how much i had lost since i started WW and i was like well 4 lbs from when i joined but 6 lbs from before Christmas because i had gained weight and weighed more than when i started in October. It was so confusing to him i was finally like look Scott when i get comfortable with my weight i will tell you how much i weigh ok. It kinda embarassing having all of you know how much i weigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to post a before picture from Christmas when i was heaviest then every 20 or so pounds do a new picture. Encouragement for me anyways. My best friend ever Rachel is joining the Challenge. She emailed Shannon her weight Monday. Im so glad i have someone close to me to help. Oh and my mom in law momma Lola joined WW last night. Thanks God!!!!! Now she can back me up with the healthy eating. Last night after WW it was late and i didnt feel like cooking so i went to this place called Catfish One i got my hubby a Seafood Platter with everything..me i got boiled shrimp. It came with 4 very small boiled potatoes, 3 hushpuppies, and about 4 oz coleslaw. I ate my entire plate and was full but i still had 5 or 6 fried dill pickles..yikes..... i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone does well this week. Keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4162639641077058006?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4162639641077058006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4162639641077058006' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4162639641077058006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4162639641077058006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/downdowndownyahoo.html' title='Down.....Down.....Down.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-294070382248759025</id><published>2008-01-08T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:10:22.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You go girl!!!</title><content type='html'>So this exercise thing really isnt that bad. If you call what im doin exercise. I have been walking 1 mile a day. Last night i did my walk away the pounds 1 mile tape and at work during my lunch i eat quickly then go to walkin. Im kinda proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is WW weigh in. I'll let you all know how that goes. When i weighed in last it wasnt good! But thats ok. Today when i was walking i ran into my big sister.....well she is older but much much smaller! She was so excited to see me exercising she almost fell out in the tunnell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do this and im going to. I keep ready things in magazines and books, and on the internet about how people have lost 50, 75, 90, 150 lbs and it makes me feel like i have a chance. But then again i know you cant believe everything you read! I know i have it in me...i really do want to see myself accomplish something so extreme. If i could lose 50 lbs at this point i would be beside myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a great encouragement......Amy a friend i work with keeps telling me she knows i can do it and to keep going. She reminds me are you drinking water, dont forget to walk. I really do appreciate how much she cares about me and my health. I have some great friends. Between her, Cass, and Rachie i dont know what i would do if i didnt have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt eat breakfast and i know i should have! For lunch i had a turkey sandwich on wheat with mayo, 100 cal snack crackers, and some lettuce and cucumbers with italian dressing, oh and a string cheese. I dont think im gonna have anything else today until after the weigh in tonight! Ive gotten 40 oz of water down so far...im workin on 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSV for the day....my friend was eatin chicken tetrazinni from the hospital and she can because she is pregnant my little adopted niece needs all the food she can get! Oh but i wanted some soooooo bad i sat and thought and thought... i wanted to go get me some of that instead of my bland food. But girls thank the Lord i had discipline!! I didnt i ate my little sandwich and veggies instead go Chole! Yahoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-294070382248759025?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/294070382248759025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=294070382248759025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/294070382248759025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/294070382248759025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-go-girl.html' title='You go girl!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5842305667384649499</id><published>2008-01-07T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:27:08.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 lbs....</title><content type='html'>Ok.....so i'm not in the best mood although Chubby Chick made it so much better!! I only lost 2 lbs this week. Maybe my husband coming back from his huntong trip and wanting to go eat at the Mexican restraunt and me eating lots of chips, cheese dip, salsa, rice, beans, and a beef fajita quesadilla with sour cream had something to do with the only 2 lb loss. Oh well next Monday will be so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt exercise but 2 days and i walked a mile both of those days. Today i am going to walk another mile after lunch and tonight i am going to my walking tape. I dont care what else i have to do im walking that tape tonight. I would walk around the neighborhood and i might make my husband do that tonight!! Quality time.....i'm sure he will love it! Ha funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i think i'm gonna cook some chicken breast and have veggies and maybe a salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope everyone did well this past week. Congrats to all who lost and if anybody didn't lose its ok just means you will lose more next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5842305667384649499?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5842305667384649499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5842305667384649499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5842305667384649499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5842305667384649499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-lbs.html' title='2 lbs....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5955222243814310090</id><published>2008-01-03T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:36:02.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steppin it up.......</title><content type='html'>Well i did it again girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WALKED ANOTHER MILE! Ya hooooooo. I am so proud of myself. I know some of you are like "i cant believe this girl she is so excited over 1 mile i walked 5".....but i have never been able to do this. OMG i am so excited. Everytime i do something good like exercise or make a good food choice i am so happy for me because its day 2 and i never make it past 1 to 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got back from walking there was the biggest, moist, chocolate, creamy, delicious (looking), wonderful BROWNIE on my desk! OH NO!!!!!!!!!! I hollered who put this on my desk and the girl in the office next to me said "i did" I picked it up and took it in her office and said I CANT EAT THIS! I have to lose 125lbs! She was beside herself. She was like it will be ok just eat it, it's just 1.........NONONONONONONO. I took it to my boss and she ate it. Whooooooo i was about to die!&lt;br /&gt;Yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5955222243814310090?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5955222243814310090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5955222243814310090' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5955222243814310090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5955222243814310090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/steppin-it-up.html' title='Steppin it up.......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4158636551417232431</id><published>2008-01-03T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T08:52:33.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today is another day girls! I got my digital scale last night. Hope it's nice to me! I weighed in this morning and weighed exactly the same as the other day. Cant expect change in 1 day of eating good though. Plus my little monthly friend is visiting me right now so that has to make me weigh at least 2lbs more than usual! Ha yeah right huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Curves cereal, raisins, and skim milk for breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;So far i have downed 33.8 oz of water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; filling her back up!&lt;br /&gt;I brought another turkey on wheat sandwich for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Apple to snack, 100 cal pack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oreos&lt;/span&gt;, 100 cal pack of chips ahoy candy!!!, and 100 cal pack of crackers to eat with a string cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the coolest snack last night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart!!!!! 100 cal pack Chips ahoy candy bites. They are candy covered cookie balls........and are they good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I ate a pack last night with some skim milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning on walking my mile again today! I'll let ya know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4158636551417232431?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4158636551417232431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4158636551417232431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4158636551417232431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4158636551417232431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-1648531051466208977</id><published>2008-01-02T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:34:46.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise the fatties!!!!</title><content type='html'>Guess what...................i just walked a MILE! I am not kidding i just walked a complete mile. I am so proud of myself and so excited i can say i walked a mile. I ate my healthy little turkey on wheat sandwhich and marched my big ole booty over and walked the tunnel 1 WHOLE MILE! Yah hoo for Chole!........and i'm still gonna do my walking tape tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-1648531051466208977?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1648531051466208977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=1648531051466208977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1648531051466208977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/1648531051466208977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/exercise-fatties.html' title='Exercise the fatties!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2284777236823148159</id><published>2008-01-02T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:22:11.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year's Resolution!!!</title><content type='html'>I've never really made a Resolution before and i decided to make some this year!&lt;br /&gt;Figured i better post them since today is the 2nd of January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose weight. I would like to lose at least 100lbs and up to 125lbs. Maintain it and Exercise daily over the next year.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat Healthy and make healthy choices when eating out. Ask for a to-go box and put 1/2 of the food away before i start eating. Order less red meat. Eat more veggies. Lite dressing on salads.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get my house organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not much! And i can do it. I will pray that the Lord will give me the strength and He will guide me to accomplish my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep ya on a Monthly update of how it goes with the Organization!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-2284777236823148159?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2284777236823148159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2284777236823148159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2284777236823148159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2284777236823148159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-years-resolution.html' title='My New Year&apos;s Resolution!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-8466388261279038702</id><published>2008-01-02T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:30:52.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day1</title><content type='html'>I'm counting today as my Day1 because i didn't do great yesterday. I had to eat black eyed peas, cabage, and pork because it was the 1st and my family says you will have bad luck ALL YEAR LONG if you dont eat those things. Then last night i was depressed and ate Chetohs! Yes i know bad Nichole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is a new day for the begining of the new me! Im excited. You guys have no clue how much it has helped just seeing that people care and they are leaving me comments. It makes me feel like i have friends that i can count on for support. Thanks ya'll. I wont let us down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning for breakfast i had Curves cereal and skim milk with some raisins.&lt;br /&gt;Snack handful of baby carrots.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch turkey sandwich on wheat, 100 cal snack pack, grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Snack apple.&lt;br /&gt;Supper i think i'm gonna have a grilled chicken salad.&lt;br /&gt;Snack i bought a WW ice cream bar ummm.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna drink atleast 64oz water today.&lt;br /&gt;When i get home i'm gonna do my 2mile walk video. (its so cold out to walk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tomorrow i'll let ya'll know if i stuck to it! I just want to get on the scale Monday and see some change i think that will be a huge motivator. I go to my WW meeting Tuesday night and i want to make Mrs. Case proud and show her i can lose. I joined WW October 9, 2007. I went to the OB for my yearly check up and when i weighed 300lbs she was like "Nichole you will never get pregnant if you do not get to a healthy weight" So i was so upset i want a baby so badly i long to be a Mother and a better one than i have. So that night on my way home i remembered WW meets at the Methodist Church in town. I went in and joined! I did good the 1st week lost 4lbs, the next week i maintained and over the next several wks i lost a total of 11lbs but i gained it all and then some. I lost all hope after gaining it all back everytimne i weighed in i was gaining. My sister tryed to keep me motivated but i just kept eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going tonight to buy a digital scale. My scale at home says i weigh lots! but this am at work i weighed on a digital one and it was baaddd. uggghhh, but i'm not going to get discouraged maybe the scale isnt right. I'm just gonna go buy me a digital one and only weigh on it and the WW scale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-8466388261279038702?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8466388261279038702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=8466388261279038702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8466388261279038702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8466388261279038702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/day1.html' title='Day1'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4423975091930582159</id><published>2008-01-01T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:51:15.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Challenge</title><content type='html'>Well. I joined Shannon's Easter Challenge. I'm excited but i have NO faith in myself EVER. I tell myself i WILL NOT be able to lose weight especially 125lbs!! I know i know 125!! I want to lose that over the next year. I can do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; some of it i think. I really do want to be healthy so badly but i have no confidence. HELP!!!!!!! My husband is NO help either. I went to the grocery the other day to buy stuff for starting hard and heavy on the Easter Challenge and Scott was like "I cant eat anything in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buggy&lt;/span&gt;, there isn't any snacks, blah, blah, blah" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not gonna give up though. He is going out of town for a week hunting and i hope over the next week i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; lose 4lbs. I CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be normal. I have so many friends that are smaller and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be skinny but i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want a nasty stomach and fat thighs and big arms. I just want to be able to wear cute clothes and feel attractive. BUT i get frustrated and i eat. Just like a l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; while ago my husband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; me and i ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cheetos&lt;/span&gt;! What am i doing to myself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ugggghhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day and i CAN do better and i WILL do better. I can be strong. I can be beautiful. I can feel good about myself and I WILL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4423975091930582159?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4423975091930582159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4423975091930582159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4423975091930582159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4423975091930582159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/easter-challenge.html' title='Easter Challenge'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-336292192887530326</id><published>2007-12-27T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T11:53:55.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tacky Christmas Party!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scott and i have been together for almost 7 years now. He has 6 guys that they all have been great friends since grade school if not before that! Well those 6 guys Josh, Justin, Jason, Lee, Clay and Brad have most wonderful wives and 6 of my closest girls Tierney, Candice, Erica, Jennifer, Tracy, and Natalie. Every year we have a Christmas Party. This year we decided to make it a little different.....we had a Tacky Christmas Party!! I was a blast everyone had so much fun. Here are some pics hope you all enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P98QbdfYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CKfP9PFD1oE/s1600-h/SCOTNIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148738010658733442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P98QbdfYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CKfP9PFD1oE/s320/SCOTNIC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scott and Nichole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P94QbdfXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/M2Ro7UUAAPA/s1600-h/SCOTTJOSH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737941939256690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P94QbdfXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/M2Ro7UUAAPA/s320/SCOTTJOSH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott and Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9zgbdfWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yepOWKaaIq0/s1600-h/NICTIERNEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737860334878050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9zgbdfWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yepOWKaaIq0/s320/NICTIERNEY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tierney and Nichole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9ugbdfVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/He9D0wHGp-E/s1600-h/NICERICCAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737774435532114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9ugbdfVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/He9D0wHGp-E/s320/NICERICCAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bad pic but had to post it!!! Nichole, Erica, and Candice Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9fQbdfUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vtkiLCqQNEc/s1600-h/JOSH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737512442527042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9fQbdfUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vtkiLCqQNEc/s320/JOSH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh with his HIGH water pants! Yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9aQbdfTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mypCj-EILSg/s1600-h/CAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737426543181106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9aQbdfTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mypCj-EILSg/s320/CAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you all can see Candice was having a GREAT time....a drink in both hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9VwbdfSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G6tvz3BkWxg/s1600-h/JUST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737349233769762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9VwbdfSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G6tvz3BkWxg/s320/JUST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9RwbdfRI/AAAAAAAAAII/7H4th9-x2do/s1600-h/ERICA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737280514293010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9RwbdfRI/AAAAAAAAAII/7H4th9-x2do/s320/ERICA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erica..... ohh that HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9MgbdfQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KJk55p0Iv10/s1600-h/TRAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737190319979778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9MgbdfQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KJk55p0Iv10/s320/TRAC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9IgbdfPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-HBSTWmTfRU/s1600-h/CLAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737121600503026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9IgbdfPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-HBSTWmTfRU/s320/CLAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clay with his polyester shirt, jacket and pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9CwbdfOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZNZUABzKvvE/s1600-h/NATJEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148737022816255202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P9CwbdfOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZNZUABzKvvE/s320/NATJEN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie and Jennifer....don't they look like Teachers?? They are! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great time. First time we all have gotten together since Erica, Tracy, Jennifer and Candice had the munchkins! We should really do this more. I miss us spending time together. &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/5298274134911703197-336292192887530326?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/336292192887530326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=336292192887530326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/336292192887530326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/336292192887530326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-tacky-christmas-party.html' title='Our Tacky Christmas Party!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3P98QbdfYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CKfP9PFD1oE/s72-c/SCOTNIC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5547910364830327511</id><published>2007-12-27T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:20:22.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well i finally did it.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PNJwbdfNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BlS2IJ1C1DY/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148684366517206226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PNJwbdfNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BlS2IJ1C1DY/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always loved taking pictures of people, animals, friends, family, or just buildings. Several weeks ago a very good friend of mine told me i should really consider taking pictures for a living. Well...i sat and thought about it for a long time and finally i started kinda thinking i could possibly do it....i could be a photographer....maybe. I started looking into photography on the internet and researching other photographers work. I emailed a photographer in Brandon to see if he could give me some advice on what to do and how to start. He ask me to get some stuff together and email him. These are some of the pictures im sending to him. Hope you all enjoy them. I know i need a lot of work but they aren't too bad. Thanks Rachel for letting me photograph you and your children you all mean so much to me and i love you all. The fireman is my husband Scott and some of our fellow firefighters at Monterey Volunteer Fire Department. I have one picture of my handsome brother in law playing high school footbal and several of my gorgeous niece Chloe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKvwbdfLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U4BD1AlDPQ8/s1600-h/pic26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681720817351858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKvwbdfLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/U4BD1AlDPQ8/s320/pic26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKsgbdfKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/guuKyFR2lv0/s1600-h/pic25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681664982776994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKsgbdfKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/guuKyFR2lv0/s320/pic25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKpQbdfJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Z8xqi4jnmOY/s1600-h/pic24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681609148202130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKpQbdfJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Z8xqi4jnmOY/s320/pic24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKKQbdfFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/R11uAfmzd9U/s1600-h/pic22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681076572257362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKKQbdfFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/R11uAfmzd9U/s320/pic22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKHQbdfEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/x0cBa5oSpns/s1600-h/pic23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681025032649794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PKHQbdfEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/x0cBa5oSpns/s320/pic23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJkQbdfDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3sVkhrvS1cU/s1600-h/pic21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148680423737228338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJkQbdfDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3sVkhrvS1cU/s320/pic21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJfAbdfCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YU4ItSy2Tks/s1600-h/pic19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148680333542915106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJfAbdfCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YU4ItSy2Tks/s320/pic19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJbAbdfBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rCDe04OQw4k/s1600-h/pic18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148680264823438354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJbAbdfBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rCDe04OQw4k/s320/pic18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJRwbdfAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bWYYz7af7rY/s1600-h/pic15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148680105909648386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJRwbdfAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bWYYz7af7rY/s320/pic15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJMwbde_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/HSAToo-XX28/s1600-h/pic14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148680020010302450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJMwbde_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/HSAToo-XX28/s320/pic14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJJAbde-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XnYiYejuaLI/s1600-h/pic13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679955585792994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJJAbde-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XnYiYejuaLI/s320/pic13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJFgbde9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/LSyjlClYVAU/s1600-h/pic12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679895456250834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PJFgbde9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/LSyjlClYVAU/s320/pic12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI_Abde8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3OKKB7SE1ew/s1600-h/pic11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679783787101122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI_Abde8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3OKKB7SE1ew/s320/pic11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI7Qbde7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/PgcXLtW9vD0/s1600-h/pic10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679719362591666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI7Qbde7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/PgcXLtW9vD0/s320/pic10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI4Abde6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aZLGsqVqnwU/s1600-h/pic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679663528016802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI4Abde6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aZLGsqVqnwU/s320/pic9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI1Abde5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/M_beE609xLs/s1600-h/pic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679611988409234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PI1Abde5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/M_beE609xLs/s320/pic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIwQbde4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z439i3ayKEY/s1600-h/pic7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679530384030594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIwQbde4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z439i3ayKEY/s320/pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIsgbde3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cQhLOJ093gE/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679465959521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIsgbde3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cQhLOJ093gE/s320/pic6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIpQbde2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/m-84CbG4NE4/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679410124946274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIpQbde2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/m-84CbG4NE4/s320/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIkQbde1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/kA8ErmL9Jmc/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679324225600338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIkQbde1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/kA8ErmL9Jmc/s320/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIhwbde0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Zo6LMMq2YlY/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679281275927362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIhwbde0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Zo6LMMq2YlY/s320/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIfAbdezI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ngM2iD8qo84/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148679234031287090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PIfAbdezI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ngM2iD8qo84/s320/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you all enjoyed them please leave me a comment and if you would like for me to photograph something for you please let me know! I already have some people wanting me to photograph there engagement pictures and pictures at there wedding in June in Destin...I cant begin to tell you how excited i am. Thanks and love to all!! Chole&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5547910364830327511?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5547910364830327511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5547910364830327511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5547910364830327511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5547910364830327511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='Well i finally did it.......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PNJwbdfNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BlS2IJ1C1DY/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4646569984032007304</id><published>2007-12-27T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T07:34:57.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to upload some pics of my family and friends.......hope you all enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PCbgbdewI/AAAAAAAAADs/nsWFE56JhnQ/s1600-h/100_1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148672576831978242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PCbgbdewI/AAAAAAAAADs/nsWFE56JhnQ/s320/100_1183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Grandparents Susie and Billy. These two mean the WORLD to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wonderful Husband Scott and I at Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PB2gbdeuI/AAAAAAAAADc/g8LaRab32Fg/s1600-h/100_0988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148671941176818402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PB2gbdeuI/AAAAAAAAADc/g8LaRab32Fg/s320/100_0988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Momma Lola at the Beach!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PBYwbdetI/AAAAAAAAADU/JM5hDaaQ0zI/s1600-h/100_0963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148671430075710162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PBYwbdetI/AAAAAAAAADU/JM5hDaaQ0zI/s320/100_0963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148671090773293762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PBFAbdesI/AAAAAAAAADM/ygTFOvnRpWs/s320/100_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BEAUTIFUL Momma Lola and Me at the fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PA0AbderI/AAAAAAAAADE/o4aTekNxstY/s1600-h/100_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148670798715517618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PA0AbderI/AAAAAAAAADE/o4aTekNxstY/s320/100_0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5298274134911703197-4646569984032007304?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4646569984032007304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4646569984032007304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4646569984032007304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4646569984032007304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-wanted-to-upload-some-pics-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/R3PCbgbdewI/AAAAAAAAADs/nsWFE56JhnQ/s72-c/100_1183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-215061201760038727</id><published>2007-12-26T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:50:42.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always an Aunt never a Mom......</title><content type='html'>Ever heard the expression "always a bridesmaid never a bride"? Well i have a new one.... "always an Aunt never a Mom"! Sounds good huh? Fits me perfect! I have always wanted so badly to be a mom. I think all little girls grow up wanting to be a mom. Well my husband and i have been married for 3 years almost....we have been together for 7 years. Several months ago we talked about children and i told him i would love to be pregnant at Christmas and get to give his mom a gift and her find out that way. Well Last night we had our family Christmas and low and behold she got the gift just not from us! My sis-n-law Rachel and her husband Brian are expecting. Yep! She was 12 weeks last yesterday and due in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it fell at a good time cause she is in Nursing School and she will be out on Summer break when she has the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in shock i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what to say or what to do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whether&lt;/span&gt; to cry, smile, laugh, scream.....i had NO clue! So i just hugged her and told her i loved her and congratulations and then i went out side called my best girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rachie&lt;/span&gt; and cried my eyes out for a little while. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; am so happy inside but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so upset because it hurts for me too want a child so badly and someone else who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; planning on having children to be pregnant. I guess that how the cookie crumbles though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said anything to Scott i knew he would get mad so i just kept quiet. My mom-n-law kinda noticed i was upset and she asked me if i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; when we got in the truck to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mamow's&lt;/span&gt; house. I just told her yeah. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to ruin her excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day....................&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-215061201760038727?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/215061201760038727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=215061201760038727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/215061201760038727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/215061201760038727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/always-aunt-never-mom.html' title='Always an Aunt never a Mom......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-4233788103803661053</id><published>2007-12-17T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:53:17.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuckie!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well i haven't been feeling real well the past several days so ive been kinda blahhhh yuckie feeling! Not fun promise. Well i went to my grandparents christmas Sunday. It went ok i guess. She stayed on her side of the room and i stayed on mine. We said as little as possible to each other and left it at that. Dont get me wrong i was nice but i didnt go out of my way to speak to her. In my head i just dont want to talk to her because she needs help so bad and in my heart im torn between just giving in and talking to her and just looking over everything she says and then the other part of me says no she has hurt me and i deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know what to do. My dad called me Friday and we talked. It was an ok conversation. He was upset i was upset. He cried or souned like he was and i did cry. I told him i love him and i do love her but i cant deal with her anymore. Guess thats were the love em from a distance comes in to play. I just dont know what to do. My dad said he wasnt having Christmas if i wasnt coming and i just dont want to go. He said he loved me and i told him i loved him and i said i was sorry for hurting him. Then yesterday at my grandparents he acted like he could care less about me. When i got there i went to hug him and he didnt even want to hug me. Then when he left i told him bye twice and it took my grandmother saying Nikki said bye before he told me bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the reason he is so cold to me is because he has to be because of her.  I guess i just wish i could not talk to her and everything would be ok. Scott will never feel the same about them and i really dont blame him because i will probably never feel the same. I see now how much you have to show and tell your kids you love them and when scott and i become parents i will make it a point to make sure my children know they are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-4233788103803661053?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4233788103803661053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=4233788103803661053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4233788103803661053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/4233788103803661053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/yuckie.html' title='Yuckie!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-6789176705250880063</id><published>2007-12-11T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:26:51.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream........</title><content type='html'>So, i have been thinking serously of what i would be happy doing for the rest of my life......i really think my passion is in photography! I know it sounds weird but i really do think that is what my heart is leaning towards. I've been unhappy with my job and i know anywhere you work isn't going to be a hunky dory everyday but i truly believe you should be able to go to work and be happy. You shouldnt HATE getting up in the morning to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last week i emailed a photographer i found on the web and ask him for some pointers on what to do to start up with photography? I would never believe it but he emailed me back!! He wants me to email him my dreams, and goals in photography and also he wants to see some of my pictures to give an honest critique of my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked several friends and people in my family if i could take their pictures to kinda have something to put together for people to see. I have 6 nieces and 1 nephew i want to photograph and my best friend Rachel has 2 children and my friend Amy is pregnant so i could take some maternity pictures!! Yea i'm kinda excited but im trying to control it so i dont get shot down and get my feelings hurt. The only thing that would make it so much better would be if my husband liked taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had what i think are some pretty good ideas on where i want to start now if i could only find the time to do it! I could sit and look at web sites of photographers all day long! Not kidding....i could promise.  Maybe once i ge my foot in the door i could save some money and really get me a good camera. I just recently got a new camera that was expensice to ME..........$400 is expensive to my pocket book. Maybe once i get some pictures taken i'll post them and share them with ya!&lt;br /&gt;Love to all, Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-6789176705250880063?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6789176705250880063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=6789176705250880063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6789176705250880063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/6789176705250880063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/dream.html' title='Dream........'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-8037974462474194783</id><published>2007-12-10T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:03:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love em from a distance..............</title><content type='html'>Somebody once told me that some people you just have to love from a distance. Well i have someone in my life that i think it is gonna be best if i love from a distance! Sometimes i feel like the people i associate my self with hold me back spiritually......meaning they kinda put me in moods. I know you are responsible for your own actions but to a certain point people help influence those actions i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say for the sake of naming no names ........ i have someone in my life called Sammie. Well Sammie weighs me down, the outburst, the cursing, the name calling, the hollering, the moods, the temper, the outrage, the hatred......all of the above. I know your probably thinking how can one person be so negative but Sammie is. All my life its been one thing after another. I know im not the best person and i know i got into a lot of trouble growing up, but if God can forgive me for things i have done why cant Sammie, or if god can love me as his own why cant Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont get it sometimes. I think about if i had someone in my life as close as Sammie and i should be i would love them unconditionally NO MATTER WHAT! If someone makes me mad or i just dont like there opinion i dont tell them i dont want to ever speak to them again. To make matters worse Sammie has made it out to everyone that im the one that made the decision not to speak to her on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves us no matter what. His love is unconditional and i dont understand why people cant love others like Jesus? So many times i can stumble and fall and He picks me right up brushes me off and send me back on my way. He fills my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times as a child i can remember just wanting some attention and i wouldnt get it. When i did get it it was the bed attention getting hollered at, cursed at, spanked...all of the above because i would do something to get into trouble just to have someone spend 5 minutes with me even if it was negative attention any attention was better than none.....dont get me wrong im nbot trying to blame not feeling loved on the fact i did things wrong i am responsible for myself but it was influenced in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 older sisters and the crazy thing is, is that they feel the same way! They just wanted to be loved, and the love just wasnt coming our way. Now that we are older we see that we have each other to fall on when we need an ear, or a shoulder to cry on. All the anger just builds up inside and its like a time bomb waiting to explode. A lot of people just dont understand that empty feeling you have inside even though you have other people that love you.....it makes you world go round to be loved by your parents or atleast i think it would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have something i am happy about i have a wonderful husband who stands by me no matter what. He supports any decision i make and he loves me unconditionally. He parents also are a blessing they treat me no different from there own.....even when i get in trouble :-) The Lord knew what he was doing when he put Scott in my life. He knew Scott would help pick me up and stand me back on my feet. He helped me to find that one person that would always stand by me no matter what. I thank God for sending me such an angel to protect me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-8037974462474194783?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8037974462474194783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=8037974462474194783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8037974462474194783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/8037974462474194783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-em-from-distance.html' title='Love em from a distance..............'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-582932532926934413</id><published>2007-12-03T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:21:31.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yadda Yadda......</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i feel like i have too much to say and sometimes I'm just blah and i have nothing! Writers block i guess? Well today i heard from my cousin Megan that she moved to Horn Lake, Ms....don't ask me how far away it is but i do know she said she's like 20min from Memphis! Ahhh the memories! OK well Megan and i are so close in age it's not even funny. We are like 9 days apart....i think I'm the oldest and if I'm not i should be cause I'm the biggest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so much a like i think anyways except for the fact she has 3 kids (Haley 5, Bethany 2, and Gentry is 2 months)  and i have NONE :-( I know sad huh? Hopefully one day.... a good friend of mine gave me some good advice about it though....she told me that i need to pray for the Lord to fulfill my life. It's not a fulfilling that my husband, children, friends or family can fill its a void i have to fill with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the years at Christmas at my Grandma Cory's house...we had so much fun. I can remember even though i didn't like it the red and green punch she would make up in milk jugs for us to drink, and the divinity she would make....mmmmm. She was a wonderful grandma and i bet Megan would say the same. Megan and i are related by my Mother is her mom's Aunt! I know weird huh that we are so close in age and my Mother is her mom's Aunt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i kinda feel like this blog has absolutely NO meaning.....it's almost like I'm just typing to type because i haven't in soooo long! I was kinda disappointed in myself when i opened my blog and my last entry was Tuesday November 20, 2007! Yikes that feels like so long ago to some maybe not but to me so long long ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan forwarded me some pictures of the kids so I'll see if i can't get them attached to this blog when i get home or in the next few days. Love to all.&lt;br /&gt;Chole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-582932532926934413?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/582932532926934413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=582932532926934413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/582932532926934413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/582932532926934413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/yadda-yadda.html' title='Yadda Yadda......'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7411362181182588131</id><published>2007-11-20T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:31:31.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you grow up.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely everyone thinks of what they want to be when they grow up! Right?? I wanted to be so many things and i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; doing what i want to for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love doing so many things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure what would be the sure thing i want to do. My hubby on the other hand he only had 1 other thing that i know of that he wanted to do when he grew up. He wanted to Coach High School Football and Teach History, but he ended up being a career Firefighter. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance i can remember wanting to just be a Mommy when i was little, then i wanted to be a Lawyer (that ended when i got a speeding ticket and had to go to court....it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; for me. I would be in contempt ALL the time!), then i said a Doctor!! woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt; i wanted to make the big bucks but not study to do it, then it was the Marine Biologist (news flash if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; already know..you have to work near water, preferably know how to swim, and oh yeah the important part SHARKS LIKE HUMANS!! and they will eat you!, then it was a Nurse (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have the math grade), then it was Accounting (still the math issue), back to Marine Biology, Nursing,Professional Student!! I ended up getting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AAS&lt;/span&gt; in Medical Assisting Technology. Basically i could do mainly the same thing as a Nurse without the pay and without the math!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a Vol. Fire Department while i was in college and was Certified in Firefighting, and eventually i got my Certificate in Emergency Medical Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not happy with where i am no mainly because the pay stinks, i have the work load of 2 people (sometimes i think 3), some of the people i enjoy (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rachie&lt;/span&gt;, Amy, and Cass) but for the most part i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; enjoy being around the others i work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Photography, and arranging flowers, and writing. Sometimes i think i could do that every single day but then i think ya know what if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; make any money? It would be awesome if i could open a little shop and make flower arrangements, do some freelance photography, and have all the time in the world to write short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna investigate the Photography thing. I have some awesome friends that are gonna let me take some pics of their families for Christmas Cards, and a friend that is gonna let me do some maternity pics for her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna call some places and see if i need a special license or how to start a business if people like my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill keep you all posted on how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7411362181182588131?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7411362181182588131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7411362181182588131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7411362181182588131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7411362181182588131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-you-grow-up.html' title='When you grow up.....'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-849887901161300336</id><published>2007-11-19T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:31:51.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry or Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I was reading a Blog i usually read about everyday and in it the girl mentioned thanks to her mom for the comment she had made on a previous Blog entry. I never look at peoples comments but i just felt the urge to this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said.............."Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take. Proverbs 3:5-6....her mom had then wrote " i get so busy worrying about whatever it is, i forget to sit and pray and be quiet about it. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not quiet, i don't hear/feel the answer to the prayer. Sometimes the answer is not what you want, but usually in the long run, it is what you need. If you are a child of God, he will take care of you.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had so many things just not right in my life here lately. Between my Mother and Father not speaking to me, stress at work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;, issues with friends, and just feeling worthless. I have been a total mess, and its sad that i know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with my Mother in law and several other ladies from the church to Gulf Shores, Al this weekend to shop and just relax. My Momma Lola did the devotional on Friday night. In her lesson i just felt like it was geared toward me. It's amazing how some people can come up with a lesson from God's word and it steps all over you. She talked about standing still or following God's command. So many times i sit still and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even listen to follow a command, or i think i know what would be best and i make a decision and it's not what He has planned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; me to do. I tell myself over and over and over so many times that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to pray about the things that i have or need or problems or guidance, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do it, or i do it once and expect the answer and then i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; hear it so i move on what i think is the right response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to be able to make sense of all the things going through my head and i just cant by myself, or with my friends. I need His help. That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mom that&lt;/span&gt; wrote that scripture on her daughters Blog has the answer. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; lay everything at the foot of the cross like i should. I have to be quiet and listen to hear His answer, but i also have to pray to Him for guidance and knowledge and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt; and strength. I need to ask him for the answers to my problems and for the things i need. I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to put that one foot in front of the other and make that step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we think its hard to talk to God, or if we talk to Him nothing we say will be heard or things we ask for wont be answered but so many times i think he does help, guide, answer and we just aren't quiet enough to hear what He is telling us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this one friend who i desperately want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; Christ and she made a small step but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; blinked an eye about it since then. In a way it discourages me because i sit and think "ya know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying so hard to do something good, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to save her and her children but she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to help herself." I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do anymore with her and people tell me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give up on her, but i feel i waste my breathe with her cause she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; gonna change her ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to pray for the strength, knowledge, wisdom, and courage to speak to God about my problems, to ask for help, to ask for things i want, to pray for forgiveness, strength, and help in my life everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-849887901161300336?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/849887901161300336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=849887901161300336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/849887901161300336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/849887901161300336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/worry-or-trust.html' title='Worry or Trust'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3246147448329901148</id><published>2007-11-09T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:32:17.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God does have a sense of humor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My mother in law is my rock. Without her i would be lost. She is such a joy in my life. Sometimes i wonder why God would bless me with such a wonderful husband and the wonderful family of his after all the things i did wrong growing up and all the bad choices i made, but then i think how could he not. He is such a loving God, and he shows it to us each and every day in so many ways that we don't even realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me just say if you have a dull life ladies you aren't in the right family!! Us Webb's we never have a dull moment...nope never we have always got something we are laughing about and we laugh so that we don't cry! Kinda like the book "If God is in control why do i have a headache!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momma Lola and i always have a blast no matter what we are doing. It could be something as simple as just hanging out at Fred's while Grandma and Aunt Rosie are in church. I know what you are all thinking no we are not skipping church OK Grandma and Aunt Rosie are Catholic and they go to Saturday afternoon mass..so we aren't skipping to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those of you who don't know me very well after i write some of these blogs you will have a good picture!! My favorite word is butt!! I know i know BAD BAD word and i shouldn't say it, well my husband Scott's favorite word is blessed!! yeah and those 2 words combined aren't a very nice phrase let me add. So my momma Lola says she is going to one day (Lord willing!!) have a grandchild 2 years old running around saying "blessed butt" ooooppppsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told momma Lola one day i said "ya know God sure does have a sense of humor putting me in your life huh??" I know she just wanted to bust out laughing and maybe she did i don't really remember all i ever remember is the belly shacking laughin till you hurt stuff..... kinda like mine and Rachie's first road trip last year and the See-Saw incident!!! if you haven't read that one read it but make sure you go potty first and have tissue to wipe away the tears you will laugh so hard you'll cry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some friends that say they would love to be a fly on the wall sometimes and just ride around on my shoulder.....i guess i lead a pretty interesting life!! My husband would tell you it's because I'm married to him!! HA HA i just humor him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Aunt Rosie stayed with Scott and I last May while momma Lola and James went to Arkansas for their anniversary....OMG was that interesting! You would have loved it. Lets just stop and get this picture....... k you have Aunt Rosie 94 but tells everyone she is 92 and don't correct her cause she will tell you i am not 94 i was born in 1913 and we are like OK Aunt Rosie 1913 from 2007 is 94 you will be 95 next year! Oh no don't do it, it doesnt go over well....then you have Grandma she just turned 88... well they are both full - 100% Italian!! Yep they are Italian.....yes ladies eat it up i am married to a man who is a whole 25% Italian...don't get me wrong he might only be 25% but oh is he hot....dark, tall, handsome......OK back to the story everyone wipe the drool from your lip he is TAKEN!!! anyways......so we babysat while they were gone and Gma and Aunt Rosie had all the meals planned Scott was so excited we were gonna have Froshee's (poor man supper they call it) and one night we were gonna have stuffed Artichokes ummmmm so good but a lot of work to only get to eat one part!! Well lets just say neither one remembered just how to make anything we made that weekend and then the fought because one was telling the other she was wrong but she didn't know either!! yeah....sense of humor remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gma and Aunt Rosie had to go to Church on Saturday and my Rachie came over to ride with me to take them to church. Rachie loves hanging out with them and hearing the stories over and over. Rachie ask Aunt Rosie if she ever wanted to have babies i think is how she out it cause Aunt Rosie never married, and Aunt Rosie told her NO she wasn't no floosie she wasn't married!! Rachie was like OK I'm a floosie i have 2 kids and I'm not married!! HAHA you would have to just be there! Then we got going down the road and i said something about Gulla (my favorite word in Italian butt!!) and Rachie was like what is that? I told her what it meant and that it was Italian and she wanted to learn more! I love learning new words from them.... so i told her Fatcha de Renalli (means your face looks like a toilet) and Testa Duda (hard head) Aunt Rosie just cringes when i tell people that stuff cause she says one day I'm gonna tell somebody that and they are gonna know what it means and get me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the time momma Lola and me went to Foley for her bday it was August 2006...we stopped at a gift shop on the beach and i saw these coconut's ya know the ones you wear on your boobie's...well mine are rather large and i said "huh these say one size fits all, and i held them up and it was one size fits MOST not all....this guy walked by and i was like is this one size fits most or all???" He just dies laughin and momma Lola wanted to die!! Never dull I'm tellin ya!!I did buy those coconuts and momma Lola bought her a pair too......Scott wanted to croak when i told him.....the next year i tried to sell them in a garage sale Scott wanted to die then too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we always have so much fun....and there is more fun to come momma Lola and i are going to Foley, Al with some ladies from the church next weekend......Oh I'm so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll save some for later..........keep watchin for my Blog The 5 of US: 2 walkers, 2 wheelchairs and a Cadillac!!!!!!!!!!! Its a belly giggler!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love ya Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3246147448329901148?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3246147448329901148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3246147448329901148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3246147448329901148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3246147448329901148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/god-does-have-sense-of-humor.html' title='God does have a sense of humor!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7034472312230824139</id><published>2007-11-08T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:07:01.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fireman's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/RzNIe5smQFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W7hVbpmBkFE/s1600-h/CCF01182007_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130524096226279506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="277" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/RzNIe5smQFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W7hVbpmBkFE/s320/CCF01182007_00000.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott and i have been together going on 7 years this coming June and we have been married 3 of those in June. When Scott and i started dating i was a Volunteer Firefighter with Florence Vol. FD and Scott was a Volunteer Firefighter with Monterey Vol. FD. We met while i was going thru the Fire Academy. I had class with his best friend Josh and he told me he had me a good guy. We finally broke down one night and called his house around 8pm one night after class and Scott's mom Lola answered and said he was asleep! Ha i knew at that moment this would be exciting!! We ended up meeting and talking and one night he said "your my girlfriend right?" and we have been together thru ups and downs ever since! What a whirlwind romance huh? Well i loved Scott with all my heart (and i still do I'm just telling about then OK!) he worked for the Street Department for the big City of Richland. Scott had always wanted to Teach and Coach and that just didn't seem to work out that way. Scott had been on the Vol. FD for quite a while and he loved it..he could pass on the gross gory stuff and the birthing of babies in the back seat of cars, but he had such a strong passion to fight a house fire and extricate people from car wrecks, or just a small grass fire. Scott heard of a opening with the Fire Department in Richland and he applied and low and behold he got the job! He was so excited and he still is. The way he feels about his job is the way everyone wishes to feel. He loves going to work. Don't get me wrong there are the ups and downs of it but for the actual work part he loves it.&lt;br /&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;The picture above is from Scott's 1001 graduation from the Ms State Fire Academy. I cant remember the date, but i do remember it being one of the happiest days of his life. I was so proud of him watching him walk across that stage. Don't get me wrong it was a hard time while he was in the class but for the most part it was wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well just to let everyone out there who is wondering know.......yes firemen are HOT or at least my husband is cause i have seen some ummmm not so great looking ones, but who's looking anyways i didn't Rachie told me ya know! All seriousness though it is a challenge being married to a Fireman. The worst part is the loneliness...its hard being alone the majority of the time. Even though they only work about 10 days a month it feels like so much more. Scott works 1 on 2 off and it is a 24 hour shift so like today he went in at 7am he doesn't come home till 7am tomorrow! It is nice because they get to sleep, eat, shower, watch TV, play video games, go to Wal-Mart, read the paper, play on the Internet, talk to each other, they can have visitors, and they go places like to ball games on Friday nights or to AARP meetings on Monday nights to take BP's for the old people, and stuff like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got married i realized how lonely it was some nights by myself, granted i had lived in my house for like almost 2 years probably before we got married but then i would come home from work and go straight to my room shut and lock the door and i didn't come out until morning when i had to get ready for work. Scott and i had talked about maybe getting a dog and i was shopping at Wal-Mart one day and this little, sweet, old man was selling Rat Terriers. I drove over and was looking at them and started to tell the little old sweet man my story i was married he was a fireman i was lonely blah blah blah...well lets just say the sweet little old man saw either stupid, gullible, or moron or something was written all across my forehead cause he fed my the longest line of bull EVER!!! He said oh they are wonderful with children, they are easy to house train, they love their masters, they cuddle, they are lap dogs, they aren't hyper, they are so calm, and sweet and loving, and light tempered, and blah blah blah....well needless to say i went straight over to the bank drew out the money and came right back picked my Innocent, sweet, calm, loving little doggie up and took it to the FD to show Scott.........well he wasn't very excited at first but she kinda grew on him. Over the next several days i was so worried she wouldn't eat, sleep, poop, pee or nothing!! Then all of a sudden she realized that the warranty had expired and she couldn't be returned so the horns came out!! She peed everywhere, poop was everywhere, oh and did she eat just so she could poop some more, then she became tempermental...she didn't want anyone in her space or touching her, and she didn't like kids! Maddie is almost 3 years old now and guess what NOTHING has changed!!! Scott is absolutely fed up with her! I wish i could find that little old man oh would i give him a piece of my mind!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say being a Fireman's Wife there is never a dull moment.....Kinda like when Scott had his initiation at the 4Th of July party. He was told he had to dance for his initiation...he tried to get me to go with him but i knew better. They played something like Mustang Sally and he cranked his lawn mower and went to mowin!! We laughed so hard and for so long i thought we would have to be transported to the hospital...or the time he was going through EMT school and they got to the OB part of the class.......he came home every day green and i mean he was green if you have never seen someone truly turn green show him some of that stuff! Later on i went to EMT school and had to watch the same videos and i saw real quick why he was green. I had never been so embarrassed and grossed out.... YUCK they showed the nastiest deliveries ever! Don't get me wrong I'm a tough girl and i have been in the delivery room with at least 2 of my nieces that i remember so i don't turn color easily but OMG it was bad! If you don't believe me go to EMT school at Hinds CC with David Hall...you will see those same movies PROMISE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well have to save some excitement for later! Oh and be looking for a Blog I'm working on...Its gonna be great!!! Called The 5 of us: 2 walkers, 2 wheelchairs and a Cadillac!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya Chole&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;&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/5298274134911703197-7034472312230824139?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7034472312230824139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7034472312230824139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7034472312230824139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7034472312230824139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/firemans-wife.html' title='A Fireman&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baJBWoDdXcA/RzNIe5smQFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W7hVbpmBkFE/s72-c/CCF01182007_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-7678833220061085774</id><published>2007-11-06T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:02:24.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have a TESTY??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm a member at Briar Hill Baptist Church in Florence and we have discipleship training classes on Sunday nights at 5:00. My mother in law Lola is teaching one right now by Beth Moore called Loving Well. Mrs. Lola has a thing called Sand Paper people...this means you have people in your life that are different grades of sand paper and they rub you depending on the grade of there sand paper. Well in this study Beth Moore talks about 4 kinds of people in your life. 1 is the people who are a Joy in your life, 2 is the people who are your testy people in your life, 3 are your foes, and 4 is your fars. In the video Beth has 4 chairs sitting on the stage and on the backs of the chairs 1 of these 4 kinds of people is taped to the chair. She says picture the people in your life who are a Joy, Testy, Foe, or Far, and put them in those chairs. Sit them right up on the stage in your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well at the moment i kinda thought of a few people to place in certain chairs ya know my Husband, my Rachie, Mrs. Lola, several people at church they were in my Joy chair, my Foe chair i had my parents, some people i used to go to school with with that we fought all the time, my Far chair i couldn't really picture anyone there, BUT my Testy chair....OMG there are so many people in that chair they are fighting for the seat!! Testy people are the kinds of people whom they are all about them. The only time they stop to let you talk is if you are gonna talk about them, they know it all, have seen it all, have done it all, own two of everything, if they ask you a question its about them...get the picture its all about ME ME ME ME. Well i have some Testy people in my life, and I'm thinking like Beth i just need to put all my Testy people in one room and let them just kill each other. No i don't literally mean that although sometimes i want to injure my Testy people in my life. I just don't get how some people have to have the attention from everyone at every minute of every day!! I kinda just like to lay low. I guess I'm a watcher. I like to sit back and watch people, figure there personality out, get that first impression, analyze the way they stand, or if they talk with there hands, if they hold there mouth a certain way when they say things, or if they look you in the eye when they tell you things. I couldn't imagine having to have everything about me i think i would get bored with myself. I just wonder if people like Testy ever stop and think of how selfish they are. I would feel horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Another thing that just erks me is when you are talking to someone even if its just simply telling them something that isn't important and you can be right smack in the middle of saying something and they cut you off and start talking about something that has absolutely nothing to do with what you are talking about but it sure does have something to do with them so they want to talk about it, or them talk you listen. I get so short and frustrated with this and then my whole day is ruined and its like OK come on Nichole be a big girl and just let it roll off. Its so hard to let things roll off though, but I'm told by so many people that i have a rotten attitude you would think i needed to start taking my own advice! Lets just turn this blog into a complaining session why not ya know its mine so i can do anything with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know that i have absolutely no patience OK I'm not in denial i know that, but what people don't realize is that i have selective patience. What is that you ask??? Well SP is when i have patience with people that honestly just don't know, they try so hard but they just don't get it..that isn't there fault i know they cant help that so i try to go the extra mile for those people, but i do not have patience with people that do not in any way try...these are the people that they have something better to do than to just pay attention or learn or listen...these people erk me highly. So i know i don't have patience sometimes so everyone out there that thinks they need to have a Dr Phil sit down with me to tell me and others I'm not a patient person I KNOW OK and I'm not patient with you because your trying to point stuff out about me instead of worrying about yourself! I don't need Dr Phil or you to tell me what is wrong with me i can handle my own OK. Oooo i feel a little better after letting that out actually let me go on... So if your sitting at home right now reading my blog and you just got the smallest ink-ling of an idea i might be talking about you i just might be, so next time you think you need to tell me I'm a mean person, I'm short with you, i don't have patience, i have a temper, I'm always angry, I'm not tactful, or anything else that you would like to say negative about me maybe you should just say "ya know I'm here if you wanna talk, or hope your having a good day, or can i help you with anything, or love ya". I never knew this blog would be such a counseling session but it helps!Some people should stop and think before they speak, stop and look at the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Just think before you start trying to tell someone how they should do things in there life, some people that try to tell others the things that they need to change would notice change needed in their lives if they stepped back and took a look. Ya know i asked a friend of mine yesterday to help me. I told her that i have got a problem stopping myself from saying curse words. She asked me what i attributed it to, and i told her i did it mostly if i was with certain friends and when i got mad. She told me to write down a verse she thoughts was from James "Be quick to hear, slow to speak , and slow to anger" that verse might be one that these people could take into consideration. Be slow to speak, and be quick to hear some people just need someone to listen they dont need advice. You might have the best advice for them but they just need you to be there, and be slow to point out all the bad things about them. Maybe you should tell them (me) something positive sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love ya Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-7678833220061085774?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7678833220061085774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=7678833220061085774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7678833220061085774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/7678833220061085774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-you-have-testy.html' title='Do you have a TESTY??'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-5037493272136948466</id><published>2007-11-05T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:19:31.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose a GRINCH????</title><content type='html'>OK so i married a man who despises Halloween! Don't get me wrong he got to trick or treat as a child but his family didn't like go all out ya know, and my family on the other hand even though we are dysfunctional we would all dress up! My Grandmother to this day dresses up as something different every year to pass candy out. I can even remember my Grandma taking me and my sisters to our Aunt Donna's house every year so that we could roll her yard! Ahh the good ole days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so badly to find the coolest outfit this year and go trick er treat and maybe i could pull it off better if a had a child but i wanted to oh did i want to! Ya know i might not get very good attention being a 24 year old married woman dressed up and trick er treating!! Nah....I did go to church and we did what is called trunk or treat. Its where people decorated the trunks of there cars and passed out candy. All the little kids were dressed up and looked so cute. I took lots of pictures i have to post some later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards i went home and ran into my Rachie and her crew they were so cute! I know it sounds weird saying kids are cute at Halloween when most of them are dressed as Dracula, and a bloody blob, but they were cute. Scott had to work for a little while and some of our friends that have children already were getting together and having some chili, and they invited us over. They had there little kids dressed so cute. Kylie Beth was a Fairy, Sarah Katherine was a Ballerina, Austin was a Pumpkin, and Kayne was a Pumpkin!! Oh they looked so CUTE!! We tried to take pictures of them all together for their first Halloween but it didn't work it was absolutely impossible to ask for cooperation from those 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grinch thing where does that fit in you ask?? Well my sister Amanda ask me if i was gonna be passing out candy and i told her NO i turn my porch light off and i still have little hellion kids knocking on my door! So she called me a Grinch....I know I know the Grinch stole Christmas not Halloween but what can i saw my sister is Blonde OK! Don't get me wrong when i EVER have kids i want to dress them up as little fireman and princesses and ladybugs and take them trick er treating (mainly cause i want that candy) and people better not turn them lights off for my kids! HA We will see how the Halloween thing goes when we have kids!! Who knows Scott may not want them dressing up? And if he doesn't i support his decision....he is the head of the household and God did say to submit to your hubby! I know how to get away with it though so little children of mine who aren't even thought of by you daddy don't worry mommy will take you trick er treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a good safe night!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Chole......PS i know this post is like a lot late but i was busy OK i just had time to finish it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-5037493272136948466?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5037493272136948466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=5037493272136948466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5037493272136948466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/5037493272136948466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/whose-grinch.html' title='Whose a GRINCH????'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2314778094936259754</id><published>2007-11-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:46:47.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Umpa Loompa!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Has anybody ever seen the movie Charlie and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; Factory?? That is my sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amanda's&lt;/span&gt; all time favorite show. We watched it over and over as a child. In the movie ( for those of you who were sheltered as children and didn't get to watch this) there are these big round short men that are orange and fat. They are called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Umpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Loompa's&lt;/span&gt;, and i guess they are called that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; in the movie they waddle around and sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;umpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;umpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doop&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt; ya know. Well I feel like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Umpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Loompa&lt;/span&gt;!!! I know it's horrible. I feel like a short, fat, round, orange, man!! I joined Weight Watchers on 10/9/07, and get this by the scales they use which i feel like sometimes the little woman that is mean and makes me get on the scale and pay her 11 dollars a week puts her foot on the edge when i weigh. I just know she has to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i know i should have lost more than 6 pounds in almost a month!! That is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; and i just know it has nothing to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the fact that i ate a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Baconator&lt;/span&gt; from Wendy's last Saturday, or that i went to El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Rachito&lt;/span&gt; with my girl Rachel Friday night and i ate a whole bowl small one that is of cheese dip and i had a beef fajita &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;quesadilla&lt;/span&gt; with rice, beans oh and the sour cream and the sweet tea, and then Saturday night i had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Itchiban&lt;/span&gt; sushi, and egg drop soup, and egg rolls, and sweet tea, and that creamy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; crab thing, and well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; enough for that trip, then Sunday my family wants to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Itchiban&lt;/span&gt; and eat and i of course drank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;unsweet&lt;/span&gt; tea this time because my husband was there and i cant have him knowing how much food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been enjoying on the side!! No way. Just like last night was Wednesday night and we Baptist like to eat at church BUT the cook we have makes the nastiest food! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; feed it to my dog in her death kennel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;!! So since i knew the food would be gross and i knew Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be there cause he went into work for a little while my car just over powered me and turned into Sonic and something inside of me made me order those cheese sticks and if that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; bad enough it then made me get a Jr burger but i gained power quickly and got a diet coke to wash it down!! then like its a never ending cycle ya know. Some friends of ours called and invited us to see there kids dressed up for Halloween and they had Chili....but i did good i stayed away from the chili...but they hard corn dip!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; control myself it was like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;never ending&lt;/span&gt; bowl of bliss and i just ate and ate and ate. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even get a plate i stood over the bowl and dared anyone to stop me!! When i weighed in Tuesday night and i only lost 2 more lbs i vowed i would work so hard this week, that i would exercise and eat only within my points and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; eat things that were not healthy...but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; doomed!! I will always be an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Umpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Loompa&lt;/span&gt; i just know it!!!! How can you live with yourself when you look like a chewed up and spit out fat, round, orange, MAN!!! boo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hissss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;. What does a girl do? As i sit here and think of all the decisions i made that were bad over the past several days i am all of a sudden encouraged to push on and try harder. I'll just sit here and eat my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;cranraisins&lt;/span&gt; and drink my water and hope the pounds just melt off!!! Love ya.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-2314778094936259754?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2314778094936259754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2314778094936259754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2314778094936259754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2314778094936259754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/11/umpa-loompa.html' title='Umpa Loompa!!!!!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-2258529472564401694</id><published>2007-10-29T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:58:57.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEE-SAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One day i was just sitting and decided i would check my email on Yahoo. When it came up one of the headlines was talking about this 11 year old girl walking the trails at the Crater of Diamonds State Park and finding a 4 carat diamond!! I was amazed immediately. I called Rachel and said you will never believe what i just read about!! Told her we have got to go to this place, I want to find a diamond! Of course i knew i WOULD find one! Rachel and i sat down and looked it up and this Diamond park was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Murfreesboro&lt;/span&gt; Arkansas. We said how far could that possibly be? Well we planned on leaving that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; when i got off at 5:00pm and driving the whole way there. I called my mother in law (Lola) and ask her if Rachel and i could borrow the Suburban, and if i could take Drew? Of course she said yes, and i also called my mother and ask if i could take my little brother. Rachel and i planned the whole thing we found one of the only 4 Hotels in the area and booked 1 room ( let me repeat that) 1 ROOM for all 6 of us that is me, Rachel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cait&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cait&lt;/span&gt;, Justin, Colby, and Drew!!! It was cheaper just to get a room with 2 double beds and we decided we would take my blow up mattress and some of the kids could sleep on it. Well we started off around 6:15pm stopped and got gas, and headed out. We got around Vicksburg and it started just pouring down rain!!! Well guess what doesnt work in Sammy the Suburban?? The windshield wipers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; work!! Rachel started to panic. I pulled over because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what else to do. I told Rachel this had happened before when Mrs Lola and i were headed to Foley, AL for her B-Day last year and i had to hang out of the window going down Hwy 49 near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hattiesburg&lt;/span&gt; driving oh around 75mph and tug on them and started to work. So in attempt to fix our issue Rachel rolls her window down and starts pulling on the windshield &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wipers&lt;/span&gt;. Just close you eyes with me for a brief moment and picture this: Rachel leaning out the window, me creeping down the shoulder of interstate 20 headed toward Vicksburg, traffic is horrible, the sky dropping billions and millions of gallons of water on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rachel's&lt;/span&gt; head, every child in the back seat not knowing if they should die laughing or cry for fear of what is to happen next!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; got that! Now back to the story. Well i called Scott and ask him what he thought i should do. Of course he was a huge huge help he gave me all of nothing!! I decided we had to do something we had eight hours to drive we had only made it 30 minutes and the car was tearing up, we were all hungry, tired and ready to find some gosh darn diamonds, oh and we wouldn't make in time for the pool to still be open at the hotel to swim! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ughhhh&lt;/span&gt;. So i started to do what everyone else in that situation would...PRAY....Jesus, oh precious Jesus.....Please help Sammie the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Suburbans&lt;/span&gt; wind shield &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wipers&lt;/span&gt; work......we sure could use your help Jesus and we know Sammie is a good little vehicle and he cant help it that his windshield wipers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; work, the air &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; blow real cold, the door on the driver side wont close if you open it too far, the window on the driver side wont roll up sometimes if you roll it down, and the seat belt on the seat behind the driver seat has been stretched so much it just wont buckle good with out wrapping it around the headrest about 6 times to pull out the slack....so please Lord help us just to make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Murfreesboro&lt;/span&gt; Arkansas so we can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dig&lt;/span&gt; some diamonds.....Amen. Well believe it or not within minutes the windshield &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wipers&lt;/span&gt; did come on. So we keep on our journey for Diamonds.....Girls best friend ya know! We reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Louisiana&lt;/span&gt; and all the kids were begging literally for food they were about to start negotiating candy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sibling&lt;/span&gt;, games, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt;, the diamonds they would find....anything! Rachel finally made me pull over to a Wendy's to feed to the starving children. As soon as they got out o the vehicle i thought "we will never make it to the Hotel in time to swim, but we will get there after they close, and they wont see how many people we had stuffed into this tiny smoking room with 2 double beds for 6 people to use! We got our food to go and set out and thank the Lord it started to rain as we drove off and He was still watching over us "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wipers&lt;/span&gt; worked"!!! We drove all night and at one point thought the kids would never get sleepy enough to fall out, but eventually they tuckered out and calmed down. Rachel and I just tried to keep each other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt; to stay awake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;considering by&lt;/span&gt; the time we reached Arkansas it was around 2:00am. We saw a rest stop not far into Arkansas and decided to pull over stretch, use the restroom, and let the kids walk around some. The rest stop was absolutely beautiful it looked like a large log cabin and had this huge playground! After we finished in the restroom we decided to let the "Kids" play on the playground a while and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; when Rachel and I saw "IT". The most coolest toy in all the playground and it was OURS!!! The SEE-SAW!!!! As a child i could never ride the see-saw because i was bigger than all the other kids and for once i had the chance. Now a blind man could see that i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; what larger than Rachel but we decided to go for it anyways. We sat down on either end, both of our faces lit with joy that we were about to have the most amazing ride of our whole lives, we held on tight, looked around and all the kids were playing, we gave a little nod to show we were both ready. We both got to enjoy it for only a brief second even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; have rode it forever for that moment because our lives felt they were in slow motion!!! Rachel went down, i went up, i went down, Rachel went up, then all in a spit second Rachel's end drops to the ground like a lead brick and my end goes up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;faster&lt;/span&gt; than a speeding bullet!! I flew over the handle bars and face &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; into pee gravel as Rachel fell off her end and back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; into pee gravel. I think i hit every part of my body as i flew in slow motion over the top of that see-saw. In that brief moment my whole life flashed before my eyes and i thought i was a goner. Here i was in Arkansas and injured "What would i do?" I rolled over onto my back and started immediately feeling to see in i still had all my teeth, and then i checked my breast because my left one seemed to some how almost get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;amputated&lt;/span&gt; as i flew into the air. The whole time I was in shock i could hear Rachel she never stopped laughing. She laughed for 10 minutes. When i came to my senses i looked up and all 4 kids were standing over the top of us with there eyes as big as golf balls. I think they were all in shock at what they saw! One minute we are having fun and the next they see ham hocks flying over the handle bars of a see-saw that two grown women should surely have known better to get on in the first place! Rachel and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; came to our senses and got up. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know whether to laugh or cry! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stop laughing! We eventually limped to the truck and started back on the road. We thought we were lost at one point, and at one point we thought we were going to be abducted by a UFO! We finally made it to the hotel and got checked in. We decided at 4:00 that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; when we got settled that we'd go swimming! So we did. The next morning we got up and headed down for breakfast. Rachel and I had already told the boys to go in like 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; before us so that the people at the front desk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; know we were all together! We all ate and headed out for the Crater of Diamond State park to find the gems that would make our lives complete. We got to a sign and took pictures. It was a long ride and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; some dead little towns, but we finally got there!!! All eyes were big as we oohed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;awwwhed&lt;/span&gt; at the beautiful park. We got all of our buckets, shovels, and gloves and headed in. We got our tickets and headed out the back to the park and when we got there we were in shock alright......... hundreds of acres of muddy, muddy flat land. People were everywhere. It was around 96 degrees that day and oh so muddy! We found a spot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;kneeled&lt;/span&gt; to dig. With in minutes i knew this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; for me!! Here i am a large girl hot, dirty and getting muddy in 96 degree weather!!! Not this big girl. We lasted all of at the most 30 minutes and the kids maybe 37 minutes. We gathered our stuff and got directions to the nearest Water Park. We swam all day and headed back to the Hotel. Ate at the Western Sizzler, went to bed and got packed the next morning for the travel home. Needless to say there is never a dull moment when your with me and Rachel. Oh and we wont be repeating the see-saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; for those of you at home thinking you cant get the clear mental picture so if you missed it sorry! Once in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;a lifetime&lt;/span&gt; experience. Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Chole&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/5298274134911703197-2258529472564401694?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2258529472564401694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=2258529472564401694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2258529472564401694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/2258529472564401694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/10/see-saw.html' title='SEE-SAW'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298274134911703197.post-3021582830321901646</id><published>2007-10-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:56:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, My name is Nichole my friends call me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chole&lt;/span&gt;. I'm 24 years old, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; married to my best friend Scott. We have been married for going on 3 years June 2008, and we have been together for 7 years in June 2008. We love hanging out with our family (and boy is our family interesting!!), hanging out with friends, we are both volunteers with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt; Fire Department, Scott is also a career Firefighter - EMT-B and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lieutenant&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Richland&lt;/span&gt; Fire Department. We are very active in our church. We teach together the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, and 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; graders, Scott helps his mom (Lola teach 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, and 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade (i think) in bible drills and i am also very active with the youth at our church. I have 2 sisters Melanie and Amanda and 1 brother Colby. My sisters both have kids (7 between the 2 of them). I have one sister in law Rachel she is married to Bryan, and 1 brother in law Drew who is 13 and loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;football&lt;/span&gt;! I have one best friend that is my solid rock. She knows just when to make me laugh, or when i need a shoulder to cry on. She has 2 wonderful children Justin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cait&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cait&lt;/span&gt;, and a new boyfriend Buddy! I work for Cardiovascular Surgical clinic in Jackson, Ms at the Ms Baptist Hospital Colonnades Bldg. I have been there for almost 3 years and it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a Certified Medical Assistant and a Medical Secretary, OSHA Coordinator, and anything and everything else.  I work at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MEA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Richland&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;PRN&lt;/span&gt; mostly on Saturdays! boo hiss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt; i hate missing not doing anything on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298274134911703197-3021582830321901646?l=thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3021582830321901646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298274134911703197&amp;postID=3021582830321901646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3021582830321901646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298274134911703197/posts/default/3021582830321901646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewebbchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/10/me.html' title='ME!'/><author><name>The Webb's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01903032845173136873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
