tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30751903940949098102024-03-13T15:30:27.052-07:00The Concoctions of My LifeThere is always room for humor in our day to day lives. Sometimes even your worst day can sound humorous when told days later as a 'story'. In this blog, I will re-tell the 'stories' of my day. With four kids, a husband, a cat, a part time job in an office, and a full time job as a Mama, believe me, I will have stories to tell. So if you are interested, read on. You may find you are chuckling a bit, relating alot, and if nothing else, you may be slightly entertained.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-4341749242357592632013-09-01T17:30:00.003-07:002021-05-20T23:02:45.187-07:00Four year olds bring great joy! Teenagers bring on therapist bills.....<div><br /></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;">Four year olds bring great joy! Teenagers bring on therapy bills.....</span></b><br />
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"Bbbbbb, Get in here right now! What is this picture on Facebook? Why are you posing like that? How many times have I said NO sexy poses?"</div>
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"What do you mean, 'WHAT DO I MEAN' ??!!!??You know what I mean, because I have only explained it like 50 MILLION TIMES! No standing in the mirror taking pictures of yourself in your bikini!!!!!"</div>
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<i>"God Mom, I'm so glad I don't stress you out as much as the girls do!........By the way, can I borrow your car?"</i><br />
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<i>"I love you too mommy. You are the bestest mommy ever."</i><br />
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**<span style="color: blue;">Since this post was first written, the 4 year old is now 6, and yes she is still a flipping JOY!</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">The 12 year old is 14 going on 25 and I am happy to report she has learned proper makeup application.</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">The 14 year old is now a 16 year old newly licensed driver;she has deleted her Facebook because <i>'<b>it isn't really cool anymore, and she is so over it'</b></i> (and has matured beyond mirrored self pics)and she is being stalked by Mom and Dad! Read about that </span><a href="http://mylifeconcoctedbyme.blogspot.com/2012/12/how-to-stalk-your-newly-licensed.html">here</a>.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">T</span><span style="color: blue;">he 16 year old is now 18, has graduated high school,has a car of his own (thanks to the money lent to him by every living family member every time that hunk of junk breaks down) ,is working at a movie theater and signing up for some general ed classes at the junior college. </span><br />
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</span> <span style="color: blue;">**END NOTE- I love my kids! There are some straight A report cards coming through, major help with chores, and family unity that makes me proud.But goodness gracious, when they want to act up,it sure does help out with the blog material. Not to mention the stand up comedy routine that I have been writing since I was 7 years old imitating Gildna Radner on Saturday Night Live.</span><br />
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So <a href="http://webandofmothers.blogspot.com/">Marianne</a> commented on one of my last posts, asking where I was, and it made me realize <b><i>'SHIT'</i></b> I really have been ignoring my blog.I am sure you all have been there. One day passes, then 3 days, then a week, then 2 weeks, then a month, and next thing you know you are like ....<br />
Crap, what story should I choose to write about?So much shit has happened in the last month.<br />
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<li><b>My son (who is 19 now) decided to move in with my ex husband when he was 15. I am the type of person who has things mapped out in my head, and that is the way it is going to happen. My map showed me having the kids live with me, going to school where I live, me making them breakfast, lunch and dinner, knowing every in and out of their day, me being in charge, being the one that signs their papers for school, having their friends over, and just being the overbearing, caring, maternal MOM that I am. Then one night my son sat me down, and said "I need to talk to you mom" and instantly my heart was crushed. I always knew that maybe one day he'd want to try living with his dad, but it still hurt like hell. To this day I still tear up when talking about it. Something about the bond of a mother and son that is irreplaceable.He is only about 1/2 hour away up the freeway, but it wasn't the same. His school papers, report card, and car registration were now being sent to a different address. Instead of meeting his new friends directly I was hearing about them on the phone, or scheduling to take him to lunch so that I could listen to him about how he liked his new High School. Sometimes I would then think to myself "Wow, this must be what my ex husband felt like all these years" Never quite 'in the loop' with every little daily thing. I learned from a therapist that even years later, the fact that I was crying about it still, was because I was almost in a state of mourning. Mourning the 'loss' of my son, even though he was still here. Made sense. **<i>Want to know a secret that has helped me feel a bit better about it?-- Years have passed, he is out of HS, works, has a girlfriend and is busy. If he did live with me I'd probably want to kick him out. He is a bit lazy, doesn't save any of his paychecks, has attitude when my ex asks him to help with chores around the house,(from what I hear) and his room is an absolute PIGSTY!! So from afar, I can keep him on that 'Mama's Boy' Pedestal. I like him better that way. </i></b></li>
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<b>OH Yeah, I have a job too, but I won't write a paragraph about that. I'll be working , 'nuff said. BLAH! </b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But when I get off of work, I come home and relax here.<br />See what I mean?<br />I need to slow down my thoughts, stop worrying, and just relax.<br />My kids are great, I'm great, my family is great, LIFE is great.<br />We are all gonna be o.k.<br />Everything happens for a reason, and we all learn by trial and error. </td></tr>
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<b>My brain is on overdrive sometimes with funny things to say. Sometimes the funny in me wants to say really inappropriate things. That is why I loved blogging. I love twisting things and adding a dash of comedy.I love to laugh, and I seriously am addicted to trying to make others laugh too. I have no excuses for not following my dream of one day being on Saturday Night Live. I could say that it was because I got pregnant and married young, but that is just an excuse. Truth is, I like to dream, but I dream while my ass is on my couch. I am a dreamer,but not always a doer.I will be taking a break this summer, relaxing and pumping up my brain with <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Wit and Humor.</span> Then I will be back, blogging with a comedic vengeance. </b><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">After I finish my summer break, I will explain this picture that hangs proudly in my hallway. This was my 15 minutes of fame, and of course I was too young to remember any of it. </span></td></tr>
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Anyway, we are getting ready to re-do K's room (K, being our six year old) I have always HATED!!! DESPISED!! DETESTED!!!! The chalky, weird, gray blue, kinda baby blue, kinda NOT, kinda UGLY paint that is on her walls. Why did I pick it out? I didn't!! It was free...leftover from one of my husband's jobs where the homeowners decided they did not like the color.</div>
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So one night I was sitting on the edge of her bed staring at her ceiling fan thinking of ways to brighten it up, then I remembered this Washi Tape stuff I keep seeing online.</div>
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Went to craft store, picked it up, and without further ado (or complaining) here is my decorated white fan.</div>
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I mean, I don't want to start seeing Washi striped toilet seats, trash cans, cigarette lighters, crack pipes........ </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am never going to lose the five pounds that has come to visit like an unwanted house guest, and is refusing to leave. </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>Five pounds you laugh! </i></span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I know what you are thinking.</i></span><br />
<i><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">Waaaaa, Waaaaa! Complaining over five pounds! But it isn't just five little pounds spread evenly throughou</span><span style="font-size: large;">t.</span></span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">The five (o.k. maybe 8) pound guest has decided to settle in my mid stomach area, where my herniated belly button is already residing. </span><i>Thanks a lot miracles of life that grew in my stomach. </i><span style="font-size: large;">There is not enough room for the both of you.One of you has to go, and since the saggy belly button replacement surgery costs over ten grand, and I have kids to send to college soon,</span><i>hopefully,</i><span style="font-size: large;">It looks like Henrietta the Hernia is staying and Frannie Five Pounds has got to pack her bags and hit the road. <i>Or is it Annabelle Eight Pounds, depending on what time of day I step on the scale? </i>Whatever her F*ing name is, she has got to get the hell out of my mid-section!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I will do good for a couple of <strike>days</strike> .....<strike>hours</strike>, .....minutes, but when I walk down the cereal isle, fully intending on grabbing Kashi, or whatever flavorless cereal healthy people eat, and this is in front of my face ........</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well.......what do you expect me to do? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Being strong is hard, and this cereal is so FREAKING GOOD!!!</span></div>
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O.K., so, I was playing Crash Bandicoot on Playstation. I hadn't played Video Games in years, but it was all starting to come back to me. I got to a level where you have to beat a boss before advancing. I was having a really tough time. My six year old daughter had my phone, and was doing whatever it is that she does when she says "Mommy, can I see your phone?" Usually I'm busy, not paying attention, and then 30 minutes later I discover that she has recorded a video of her Littlest Pet Shops that is 28 minutes long. Do you know how much patience it takes to sit on the couch and watch the videos your daughter has made? Videos of toys? Videos that can last upwards of 28 minutes? Videos of Barbies and Pet Shops having discussions with one another? Videos so shaky it gives me a headache? Things that parents have to pretend to enjoy!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>"I didn't say a bad word to Siri (a.k.a. 'Sorry', as my daughter pronounces it). I didn't tell her to say that bad word mommy, I don't know why she said it. I promise"</b></span></div>
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HUH?? I paused the game, picked up the phone, and read the screen. </div>
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My 14 year old daughter and I literally had to catch our breath from the loud, long laughter that followed.I couldn't have made that up if I tried.</div>
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And so you all don't think I am just some negligent mom who plays video games, and lets Siri teach my daughter how to say "F'ing", I figured I would show the above picture. I got the idea from Pinterest, which lead me to this page <a href="http://www.redtedart.com/category/dolls-house-2/">http://www.redtedart.com/category/dolls-house-2/</a> A mom who started making a little mini dollhouse with her daughter from cardboard, scraps of material, and other items usually just sitting around the house. Time consuming and a bit tedious? YES. Fun, and wonderful to see my daughter's face light up when I say we can 'work on the dollhouse for a bit'? THE BEST.<br />
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16 year old daughter has a job!! WOO HOO!!! At a local Taco Shop down by the beach! Of course we eat there all the time now.<br />
And of course we embarrass her, and take pictures of her wiping down the tables. And of course we leave money in her tip jar! Way to go B!! Your first job!<br />
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"Sure Honey" - <i>and my ulterior motive is so I can also write a post about it. My poor daughters....</i></td></tr>
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Have you all seen the Ombre hair look on the internet? <b><i>Ummm, isn't that just called - "Hey, my roots are showing"? But whatever, tomato / to-mah-to!</i></b> My 14 year old had been wanting to try the Ombre look. A bit of a beachy, lighter on the ends kind of thing.</div>
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Am I a hairdresser? No, but I play one on T.V............</div>
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A little bit of bleach, a few pieces of foil, and <span style="font-size: large;"><b>Voila, Ombre Hair. </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: center;">**Before you all start wondering if I can afford conditioner for my daughter, the answer is 'Yes' </span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is kinda the look she was going for. 'Beachy Hair' it is called. Other days she does the whole, blow dried straight ironed, shine spray, gloss serum look.</span></span></div>
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* J.R. trivia fact. EVERY SINGLE TIME that I use the word <i><u>Voila</u></i> in a blog post, I have to Google the spelling first. :)</div>
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These are all the different ways that my brain tries to peer pressure me into spelling it. But I take charge and say <i>"Brain, stop pressuring me! I am going to Google it, and ignore you!!"</i></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-62994384987568509202013-04-18T09:41:00.000-07:002013-04-18T09:50:47.886-07:00Fear of Teenagers<br />
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So my internet homepage yesterday had a list of strange phobias that you may or may not have heard of.</div>
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So that explains the debilitating pain that comes over me every day at 3:18 p.m. when I hear the front door open, and the massive whirl of Hollister perfume and teen girl chatter fills up the front entry way.<br />
Followed by a firing squad of questions/comments from my 14 and 16 year old teen daughters.<br />
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"I need to find a prom dress, NOW"<br />
"What are we having for dinner? Fish? YUCK!"<br />
"Who was in my room today? Mom, why do you let K play with my stuff? I don't need a six year playing in my room!"<br />
"Can I go out to dinner with Trent tonight? I mean, I don't like fish, so it'd probably be better if I don't eat here."<br />
"Why can't I go out to dinner with him??? I already finished my homework!"<br />
"What? My teacher is crazy.......why did she email you that? I DID turn that in, she is lying!"<br />
"Mom, can I talk to you privately?........can I borrow money?"<br />
"Mom, can you take me to Target, or the mall? I told my friends that we could buy our matching outfits for our dance final...........Yes, they'll pay you back, Geez Mom!!"<br />
"Mom, can you help me get this stain out? Ryan and Troy had a Juice Box war at lunch today."<br />
"Guess what, we are officially, and I mean O-FISH-UH-LEE, the only two people left at school whose parents won't let them have iPhones! You know how embarrassing our pho..........."<br />
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"We were just getting ready to ask you that mom. I swear!"</div>
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"We do love you mom!"</div>
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"That salad was really good......even our friends were jealous."</div>
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"You need a hug mom?"</div>
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*I always like to add my 'J.R. Disclaimer' at the bottom of these rants. A little something positive to balance out the negative.<br />
The 'Prom Dress/Fish Hater'? She offered to pay for her own prom dress with her paycheck. Sweet right?<br />
The 'Take me to Target / Mall' daughter- She just got a 4.2 GPA on her last report card, and the second highest mark on a surprise Geometry test.<br />
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But.......................... the fear still exists. PMS'y teen girls are always creepin around the corner. 4.2 GPA's and money offering aside........Ephebiphobia - It's real. Look it up.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-16701624560909222272013-03-27T22:28:00.001-07:002013-03-31T07:50:10.070-07:00Who you callin a Turkey? R.I.P. Grandpa<div class="mobile-photo">
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My Grandpa passed away in the beginning of February. I have to say that I did not appreciate my Grandfather as an actual 'Person' until a few years ago. Until then he was known to me as the second member of that famous duo <b><i>'Grandma & Grandpa'</i></b>. AKA Grandparents.<br />
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After my Grandmother passed away, my Grandfather was alone, so of course we all tried a bit harder to keep him busy, hang out with him more. It was during that time that I finally recognized my Grandpa for what he was.<br />
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A man.<br />
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Somebody with life stories.<br />
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I always enjoyed being around my Grandparents, and was lucky enough to have them live 10 minutes away. When my Grandma died it was unexpected, heartbreaking, and just downright devastating. But there was a calmness in my mind, because although she was gone, the other founding member of the duo was still remaining.<br />
I still had my Grandpa.<br />
He still lived in the same house, with the same memories, the same decorations on the wall, and still carried on the same holiday traditions. My waters rippled for a bit, but eventually calmed.<br />
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With my Grandpa passing, I realize I am taking it a bit differently. I can't say that I am taking it harder, because I don't know if you can put an emotional gauge on it. But differently is the best way to put it.<br />
Maybe it is because I am getting older. I am looking at things differently in my own life. Death gets to be more and more within reach, and it feels scary. It makes me look at my parents and truly think to myself<br />
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"If they ever leave me, I don't know what I would do" </div>
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Yup, I have to say, getting older and dealing with what comes with age is something I have been mulling over <b><i>A LOT</i></b> lately! </div>
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But back to Grandpa........</div>
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When I was little I would tell my Grandpa he was a 'Turkey' He would act grumpy, I would laugh, then he would laugh, and then we would both laugh. </div>
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So in memory of my Grandpa, here are a few pictures.</div>
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Cheers Grandpa!</div>
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Beautiful view, overlooking the Harbor, Coronado Island, and the city over to the left. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A spot for Grandpa with his glass of red wine. After the ceremony, we all went to eat at his favorite Mexican restaurant. Cheers! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After lunch, we decided to visit the mobile home one last time. Too many memories to count. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back at my parents home. These are the same Fisher Price toys that my cousins and I played with when we were young. Grandchildren and Great Grandchildren have been enjoying these toys for a long time. Now they will be at my parents house, brought out when the little ones come around.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Now just memories to share </span></b>Grandma and Grandpa<br />
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One of my favorite pictures of them. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26fKmwoeRWc/UVPPMb7Ww-I/AAAAAAAABAI/9o8P1eP__Dc/s1600/photo+3+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26fKmwoeRWc/UVPPMb7Ww-I/AAAAAAAABAI/9o8P1eP__Dc/s1600/photo+3+(2).JPG" /></a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Aunt & Uncle bought him an iphone a couple of years ago. He taught himself all the ins and outs of it. One important function being the screensaver. This was at a family BBQ at my brothers house. I asked him what he was looking at on his phone, and he turned it to me and said<br />
"Your Grandma"<br />
His screensaver was a picture of my Gram.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Grandpa had this funny grumpy side to him. He never wanted anyone making a fuss over him. This picture is a few years old. It is a picture of us as I am asking him which mug he wanted for his coffee. Also if he wanted cream; which I knew he didn't, but it was funny because he hated all the 'Foo Foo' creamers, so I started to ask just to hear him start rambling. I'm shooshing my hands at him saying <b><i>"I know, I know! I was just kidding" </i></b><br />
Later on I had posted this picture on Facebook, then showed it to him and said<b><i> "Hey Grandpa, this is a picture of me showing you how to Raise the Roof, Holla!" </i></b>He just stared at me, and shook his head. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what I envisioned happening the second he strutted through those pearly gates. Hopefully they are still slow dancin the night away up there in the stars...........</td></tr>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-3526896623276546742013-03-26T20:27:00.000-07:002013-03-26T20:27:22.093-07:00Sooooooo, ummmmmm, yeah......I have been busy! Aren't we all?<br />
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<li>Got up at crack of dawn to make camping reservations that usually sell out in seconds, at our favorite beach campsite.</li>
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<li>Meeting our Hungarian website programmer for the first time after only emails for the past year. Thank God other countries teach English, because Americans would be screwed if we had to speak other languages on a whim.- I am speaking for myself. If you are smart and speak ten languages, don't comment. Yay for you! </li>
<li>I am finally turning into someone who enjoys walking. Baby steps toward working out (YUCK) I walked to meet (and surprise) my husband and daughter a couple of miles away at the park where he was taking her to ride her bike. He left before I got there. Let's just say that as he was driving down the road, he had to do a <strike>double </strike> quadruple glance to make sure that was really me. His first question?...... <b>"Is everything o.k.?" </b> His second question?.......<b>"What are you doing?" </b>Walking people!! WALKING!!! Yup, this girl is tryin to be fit and healthy. Small framed body does not equal fit. </li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-41818010363050034332013-03-24T08:00:00.000-07:002013-03-23T20:18:57.976-07:00Kobe Bryant Can't Hear You Honey,STOP yelling at the t.v.!!<span style="font-size: large;">I am blogging right this second, all the while looking at my husband every few minutes saying <i>'mmm, hhhmmm'</i>. -or- '<i>oh, yeah, wow that sucks babe!'</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Why am I throwing out these little one-liners? Because he is watching the Lakers play, and he wants me to be just as passionate and interested as he is.If I have to hear him yell at the T.V. one more time, I may scream. Doesn't he know that the players cannot hear him. And even if they could, they DON'T NEED HIS ADVICE on what play they should have carried out, or how they <i>'just F*cked up a shot!!'</i> Unfortunately, I set myself up for this, as I was extremely interested when we were first dating. But good lord,that is what you do when you are in the throes of passion in a new relationship.I mean for god's sake, I was also interested in what type of music he enjoys, what his childhood pets name was, what kind of boy he was growing up, what his hopes and dreams were, whether he was too cold or too hot, does he want me to turn the volume up? is he comfortable? does he like Sushi, or should we go somewhere else? I'll get that for you babe! Sure, I will sit on the little wooden stool with the broken leg, freezing my ass off, watching you re-cement your walkway just so that I can be close to you. I had butterflies in my stomach, sweet fluttering, beautiful butterflies. Now I am not sure what the hell is in my stomach, but I do know that I get horrible bouts of diarrhea every once in a while, and I don't give a crap what his hopes and dreams are, but can he please give me some privacy while I am in the restroom. Wooo Hooo, that turned into a rant! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I used to watch the Lakers with him when we were first dating. Even when I was at my house, and he was at his. We would sit on the phone, and discuss the game (at the time, Karl Malone was on the Lakers, and I even pegged him as my favorite player, ooohing and ahhhing), I would yell when the other team got the ball away, or when they were unfairly fouled. I would cheer when they made a 3 pointer. Now I roll my eyes when he asks me to watch the game (not to his face, God no. I roll my eyes privately. I have respect for my husband people!!)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I usually say "Hold on babe, let me go put my sweats on and I'll be back downstairs in a minute to watch The Laker game with you"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>This is code for </b> - Let me go upstairs, call my best friend, have a 1/2 hour conversation with her about an ex boyfriend from 7th grade who just found her on Facebook, wash my face, then put my sweats on, <i>"uhh, where are my pink sweats?" </i>Having teenage daughters who wear the same size as you, and like to <strike>borrow </strike>steal your clothes can have it's advantages. What are the advantages you ask???? Well, I can steal theirs! The disadvantages? You are late for work, you can't find your new black tights that you were going to wear with your new skirt and boots, only to discover they are in your daughters laundry pile.........RIPPED! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I grab another pair of pajamas, sit down on the side of bed, then start to slump in a 'lay down' position and wish that I could just fall asleep.No tucking kids in, no late night homework help, no running to the store for a child that "forgot" they have a school project due in the morning. Ooooh, a look on my nightstand reminds me that I was going to start reading my new Danielle Steel novel. ( I can amazingly jump from Twilight, to Confessions of a Shopaholic, to the tragedy, lust and passion of a Danielle Steel novel. I LOVE TO READ)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">So the Lakers season has finally begun, and I try to multi-task.I grab my book off the nightstand, throw on my Lakers t-shirt my hubby bought me years ago, and make my way downstairs. I will show my husband that I still have passion for the Purple and Gold, passion for our marriage,passion for snuggling up next to him, and all the while I will be sneaking in my passion for reading combined with my passion for blogging and Pinterest pinning. Then, in a few minutes, I will show my passion for sweets. That Easter basket candy I have hidden is calling my name! </span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-58959063974468996052013-03-23T20:07:00.000-07:002013-03-23T20:07:50.855-07:00In case anyone cares, here are my answers to James Liptons 10 Questions<span style="font-size: large;">If you have ever watched James Lipton on <u><i>Inside the Actors Studio</i></u>, then you know about the 10 Questions he asks at the end of each interview.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">If you have <i><u>never</u></i> watched it, then look it up! The internet is full of information.........</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">If you are too lazy to look it up, then you are probably too lazy to even read this post, but surprisingly I won't judge you for that because I am also too lazy to read things or look at things people tell me to look at. I am constantly being bombarded by friends and family who will ask me "oh, did you watch that video I sent to you?" -or- "did you ever look up that article I emailed you regarding the blah, blah, blah" I usually lie and say 'yes' to everything. "Yes I saw it, yes I read it, yes it was _______________!!!!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So I won't judge you for not looking it up! No judgement here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">For fun I am going to pretend that I am a famous actress, and James Lipton has just interviewed me. We have laughed, I have cried. I have shared my stories of heartache and struggle, being typecasted in Hollywood, all of the usual interview stuff. Only to finally get my big break on a television sitcom, followed by a role in my first feature film, where I went on to win an Academy award.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> WOW, I sure can dream can't I??? Or I am insane, and one day when my husband has the time to actually read my blogs, he may worry. Either way, for today I am pretending.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The ten questions Lipton asks are:</span></div>
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<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What is your favorite word? <b><i><u>Obnoxious</u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What is your least favorite word? <b><i><u>Ain't </u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white;">What turns you on? </span><b style="background-color: white;"><i><u>Honestly my hubby helping me with household stuff (all the while smelling like my favorite cologne)</u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What turns you off?<b><i><u> Just someone who is 'Bluuch' Mean, rude, disrespectful. </u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What sound or noise do you love? <b><i><u>Sound of my kids getting along, talking or laughing w/ one another</u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What sound or noise do you hate? <b><i><u>The sound of kids getting tickled. HATE IT! The screeching, laughing, the tickler and the ticklee. All of it. BAD!!</u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What is your favorite curse word? <b><i><u>Mother F'er. Mother F'ing Slut if I'm really goin for it. Even a 90 year old man isn't safe from being called that if he cuts me off on the road. Sorry, senior citizens! Road rage exists in me. </u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?<b><i><u>Anything that involves traveling. Maybe a photographer. Anything where my creativity makes it so that I am considered a genius! </u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">What profession would you not like to do? <b><i><u>Anything retail. 3 Years at Macys taught me that</u></i></b></span></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;"><span style="font-size: large;">If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?<b><i><u> You did pretty good kid! A few bumps in the road, but you are a good person.Your parents should be proud. Not too mention,you are pretty darn funny. Now come over here and meet my good friends John, Gilda and Lucille. They think you are pretty funny too. </u></i></b></span></li>
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<a href="http://www.bravotv.com/inside-the-actors-studio/season-17"><span style="font-size: large;">http://www.bravotv.com/inside-the-actors-studio/season-17</span></a> </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-65413813713429445222013-03-08T15:18:00.000-08:002013-03-08T15:18:16.417-08:00Screw You Widget Directions! I am not a Rocket Scientist! I made a Facebook page for my blog. My blog also has a Twitter. I want to add the widgets to my blog. Simple! Actually, NO , IT'S NOT SIMPLE!<br />
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Well, first of all it took me 4 days(exaggeration) to find the directions on the actual Facebook site.<br />
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Then it took me 6 days (another exaggeration) to read through the directions.<br />
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And 4 therapy sessions (this may or may not be an exaggeration) to deal with the anxiety it caused me trying to 'Copy and Paste' URL HTML WTF Codes into my HTML format.<br />
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It's especially worrisome when there is an option to click on a box to 'Save HTML' or you Google <br />
"How to add widgets to your blogger blog" and the first thing that comes up is a warning that you'd better "Backup your HTML format?" Sounds Scary!! You mean I can lose everything.<br />
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So here are the directions from Facebook.........Simple Right??<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">FORGET IT! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I GIVE UP!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Look at these STUPID, LONG Directions!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Sorry Mark Zuckerberg, We are not all Facebook Genius Creators!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">If the answer is 'NO' then we cannot be friends. You are too smart for me.</span></div>
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Like Button</h1>
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<b style="margin-bottom: 0px;">If you implemented the Like button before November 7th, 2012, read this notice.</b></div>
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On this date we updated how the Like button will function with respect to content restrictions, publishing updates to users and integration with the <a href="https://developers.facebook.com/docs/opengraph/actions/builtin/likes/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Built-in Like</a> action.</div>
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Like buttons that were implemented prior to this update should read the following developer doc about the <a href="https://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/migration/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; text-decoration: none;">Like Button Migration</a> as they may require changes to continue working.</div>
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The Like button lets a user share your content with friends on Facebook. When the user clicks the Like button on your site, a story appears in the user's friends' News Feed with a link back to your website.</div>
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When your Web page represents a real-world entity, things like movies, sports teams, celebrities, and restaurants, use the <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/opengraphprotocol" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Open Graph protocol</a> to specify information about the entity. If you include Open Graph tags on your Web page, your page becomes equivalent to a Facebook page. This means when a user clicks a Like button on your page, a connection is made between your page and the user. Your page will appear in the "Likes and Interests" section of the user's profile, and you have the ability to publish updates to the user. Your page will show up in same places that Facebook pages show up around the site (e.g. search), and you can target ads to people who like your content. <strong>Note:</strong> The count on the Like button will include all likes and shares whereas the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">like</code> connection on the <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/api/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Graph API</a>includes only the number of likes for the object.</div>
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There are two Like button implementations: XFBML and iframe. The XFBML (also available in HTML5-compliant markup) version is more versatile, but requires use of the <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/javascript/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">JavaScript SDK</a>. The XFBML dynamically re-sizes its height according to whether there are profile pictures to display, gives you the ability (through the Javascript library) to listen for like events so that you know in real time when a user clicks the Like button, and it always gives the user the ability to add an optional comment to the like. If users do add a comment, the story published back to Facebook is given more prominence.</div>
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<b>Note:</b> The URLs in the code are protocol relative. This lets the browser load the SDK over the same protocol (HTTP or HTTPS) as the containing page, which will prevent "Insecure Content" warnings. Missing http and https in the code is intentional.</div>
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To get started, just use the configurator below to get code to add to your site.</div>
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Step 1 - Get Like Button Code</h2>
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<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_href" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">URL to Like</label> <a aria-controls="js_0" aria-haspopup="true" aria-label="The URL to like. In XFBML, defaults to the current page." aria-owns="js_0" data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" id="js_1" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_href" name="href" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" /></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;">Send Button (XFBML Only) <a aria-label="Include a Send button. The Send Button is available only on sites that use the JavaScript SDK." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input checked="1" class="inputcheckbox" id="param_send" name="send" style="border-width: 0px; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;" type="checkbox" value="true" /> <label for="param_send" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Send Button</label></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_layout" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Layout Style</label> <a aria-label="determines the size and amount of social context next to the button" data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
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<a aria-expanded="false" aria-haspopup="1" class="uiSelectorButton uiButton" data-length="30" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" rel="toggle" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: 100% -539px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; max-width: 169px; padding: 2px 23px 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; max-width: 169px; overflow: hidden; padding: 1px 0px 2px; text-overflow: ellipsis; vertical-align: top;">standard</span></a></div>
<select name="layout" style="border-color: rgb(189, 199, 216); display: none; font-size: 11px; padding: 2px;"><option value=""></option><option selected="1" value="standard">standard</option><option value="button_count">button_count</option><option value="box_count">box_count</option></select></div>
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<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_width" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Width</label> <a aria-label="The width of the plugin, in pixels. See the layout attributes below for specific widths and how they affect the functionality of the button." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
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<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;">Show Faces <a aria-label="Show profile pictures below the button." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input checked="1" class="inputcheckbox" id="param_show_faces" name="show_faces" style="border-width: 0px; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;" type="checkbox" value="true" /> <label for="param_show_faces" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Show faces</label></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_font" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Font</label> <a aria-label="the font of the plugin" data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><div class="uiSelector inlineBlock uiSelectorNormal uiSelectorDynamicLabel" data-name="font" id="param_font" style="display: inline-block; max-width: 200px; vertical-align: top; zoom: 1;">
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<a aria-expanded="false" aria-haspopup="1" class="uiSelectorButton uiButton uiButtonNoText" data-length="30" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" rel="toggle" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: 100% -539px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; max-width: 169px; padding: 2px 23px 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; max-width: 169px; overflow: hidden; padding: 1px 0px 2px; text-overflow: ellipsis; vertical-align: top;"></span></a></div>
<select name="font" style="border-color: rgb(189, 199, 216); display: none; font-size: 11px; padding: 2px;"><option value=""></option><option value="arial">arial</option><option value="lucida grande">lucida grande</option><option value="segoe ui">segoe ui</option><option value="tahoma">tahoma</option><option value="trebuchet ms">trebuchet ms</option><option value="verdana">verdana</option></select></div>
</dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_colorscheme" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Color Scheme</label> <a aria-label="The color scheme of the plugin." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><div class="uiSelector inlineBlock uiSelectorNormal uiSelectorDynamicLabel" data-name="colorscheme" id="param_colorscheme" style="display: inline-block; max-width: 200px; vertical-align: top; zoom: 1;">
<div class="wrap" style="position: relative;">
<a aria-expanded="false" aria-haspopup="1" class="uiSelectorButton uiButton" data-length="30" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" rel="toggle" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: 100% -539px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; max-width: 169px; padding: 2px 23px 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; max-width: 169px; overflow: hidden; padding: 1px 0px 2px; text-overflow: ellipsis; vertical-align: top;">light</span></a></div>
<select name="colorscheme" style="border-color: rgb(189, 199, 216); display: none; font-size: 11px; padding: 2px;"><option value=""></option><option selected="1" value="light">light</option><option value="dark">dark</option></select></div>
</dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_action" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Verb to display</label> <a aria-label="The verb to display in the button. Currently only 'like' and 'recommend' are supported." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><div class="uiSelector inlineBlock uiSelectorNormal uiSelectorDynamicLabel" data-name="action" id="param_action" style="display: inline-block; max-width: 200px; vertical-align: top; zoom: 1;">
<div class="wrap" style="position: relative;">
<a aria-expanded="false" aria-haspopup="1" class="uiSelectorButton uiButton" data-length="30" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" rel="toggle" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: 100% -539px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; max-width: 169px; padding: 2px 23px 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; max-width: 169px; overflow: hidden; padding: 1px 0px 2px; text-overflow: ellipsis; vertical-align: top;">like</span></a></div>
<select name="action" style="border-color: rgb(189, 199, 216); display: none; font-size: 11px; padding: 2px;"><option value=""></option><option selected="1" value="like">like</option><option value="recommend">recommend</option></select></div>
</dd></dl>
<div class="getCode">
<a class="uiButton" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/code/?revision=301439196648150&href=&send=true&width=450&show_faces=true&layout=standard&font=&colorscheme=light&action=like" id="u_0_h" rel="dialog" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: -1px -441px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; padding: 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 1px 0px 2px;">Get Code</span></a></div>
</div>
<div class="plugin_example" id="u_0_f" style="float: left; padding: 10px; width: 420px;">
<div class="fb-like fb_edge_widget_with_comment fb_iframe_widget" data-send="true" data-show-faces="true" fb-xfbml-state="rendered" style="display: inline-block; position: relative;">
<span style="display: inline-block; height: 26px; position: relative; text-align: justify; vertical-align: text-bottom; width: 450px;"><iframe class="fb_ltr fb_iframe_widget_lift" id="f1bf1ab4d" name="f21e121cfc" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?api_key=113869198637480&locale=en_US&sdk=joey&channel_url=http%3A%2F%2Fstatic.ak.facebook.com%2Fconnect%2Fxd_arbiter.php%3Fversion%3D18%23cb%3Df1a65df1dc%26origin%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fdevelopers.facebook.com%252Ff2d2eaefb%26domain%3Ddevelopers.facebook.com%26relation%3Dparent.parent&href=http%3A%2F%2Fdevelopers.facebook.com%2Fdocs%2Freference%2Fplugins%2Flike%2F&node_type=link&width=450&layout=standard&colorscheme=light&show_faces=true&send=true&extended_social_context=false" style="border-style: none; height: 29px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; width: 450px; z-index: 1;" title="Like this content on Facebook."></iframe></span></div>
</div>
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Attributes</h2>
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<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">href</code> - the URL to like. The XFBML version defaults to the current page.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">send</code> - specifies whether to include a <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/send/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Send button</a> with the Like button. This only works with the XFBML version.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">layout</code> - there are three options.<ul style="font-size: 12px; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 1em; padding: 0px 0px 0px 3em;">
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">standard</code> - displays social text to the right of the button and friends' profile photos below. Minimum width: 225 pixels. Minimum increases by 40px if action is 'recommend' by and increases by 60px if send is 'true'. Default width: 450 pixels. Height: 35 pixels (without photos) or 80 pixels (with photos).</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">button_count</code> - displays the total number of likes to the right of the button. Minimum width: 90 pixels. Default width: 90 pixels. Height: 20 pixels.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">box_count</code> - displays the total number of likes above the button. Minimum width: 55 pixels. Default width: 55 pixels. Height: 65 pixels.</li>
</ul>
</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">show_faces</code> - specifies whether to display profile photos below the button (standard layout only)</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">width</code> - the width of the Like button.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">action</code> - the verb to display on the button. Options: 'like', 'recommend'</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">font</code> - the font to display in the button. Options: 'arial', 'lucida grande', 'segoe ui', 'tahoma', 'trebuchet ms', 'verdana'</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">colorscheme</code> - the color scheme for the like button. Options: 'light', 'dark'</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">ref</code> - a label for tracking referrals; must be less than 50 characters and can contain alphanumeric characters and some punctuation (currently +/=-.:_). The ref attribute causes two parameters to be added to the referrer URL when a user clicks a link from a stream story about a Like action:<ul style="font-size: 12px; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 1em; padding: 0px 0px 0px 3em;">
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">fb_ref</code> - the ref parameter</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">fb_source</code> - the stream type ('home', 'profile', 'search', 'ticker', 'tickerdialog' or 'other') in which the click occurred and the story type ('oneline' or 'multiline'), concatenated with an underscore.</li>
</ul>
</li>
</ul>
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Step 2 - Get Open Graph Tags</h2>
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<div class="plugin_form" id="u_0_i" style="background-color: #efefef; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-top-color: rgb(193, 193, 193); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin: 10px 10px 15px 0px; padding: 10px; width: 220px;">
<dl style="margin: 0px 0px 1em;">
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_title" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Title</label> <a aria-label="The title of the entity." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_title" name="title" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" /></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_type" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Type</label> <a aria-label="The type of the entity." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><div class="uiSelector inlineBlock uiSelectorNormal uiSelectorDynamicLabel" data-name="type" id="param_type" style="display: inline-block; max-width: 200px; vertical-align: top; zoom: 1;">
<div class="wrap" style="position: relative;">
<a aria-expanded="false" aria-haspopup="1" class="uiSelectorButton uiButton uiButtonNoText" data-length="30" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" rel="toggle" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: 100% -539px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; max-width: 169px; padding: 2px 23px 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; max-width: 169px; overflow: hidden; padding: 1px 0px 2px; text-overflow: ellipsis; vertical-align: top;"></span></a></div>
<select name="type" style="border-color: rgb(189, 199, 216); display: none; font-size: 11px; padding: 2px;"><option value=""></option><option value="Chose a type">Chose a type</option><option value="activity">activity</option><option value="actor">actor</option><option value="album">album</option><option value="article">article</option><option value="athlete">athlete</option><option value="author">author</option><option value="band">band</option><option value="bar">bar</option><option value="blog">blog</option><option value="book">book</option><option value="cafe">cafe</option><option value="cause">cause</option><option value="city">city</option><option value="company">company</option><option value="country">country</option><option value="director">director</option><option value="drink">drink</option><option value="food">food</option><option value="game">game</option><option value="government">government</option><option value="hotel">hotel</option><option value="landmark">landmark</option><option value="movie">movie</option><option value="musician">musician</option><option value="non_profit">non_profit</option><option value="politician">politician</option><option value="product">product</option><option value="public_figure">public_figure</option><option value="restaurant">restaurant</option><option value="school">school</option><option value="song">song</option><option value="sport">sport</option><option value="sports_league">sports_league</option><option value="sports_team">sports_team</option><option value="state_province">state_province</option><option value="tv_show">tv_show</option><option value="university">university</option><option value="website">website</option></select></div>
</dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_url" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">URL</label> <a aria-label="The canonical, permanent URL of the page representing the entity." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_url" name="url" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" /></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_image" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Image</label> <a aria-label="The URL to an image that represents the entity." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_image" name="image" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" /></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_site_name" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Site name</label> <a aria-label="A human-readable name for your site." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_site_name" name="site_name" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" /></dd>
<dt style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px;"><label for="param_admin" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; vertical-align: middle;">Admin</label> <a aria-label="A comma-separated list of either the Facebook IDs of page administrators or a Facebook Platform application ID." data-hover="tooltip" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/#" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">(?)</a></dt>
<dd style="border-bottom-color: rgb(208, 208, 208); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: black; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding: 5px 0px 10px;"><input class="inputtext wideinputtext" id="param_admin" name="admin" style="-webkit-appearance: none; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(189, 199, 216); font-size: 11px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px 3px 4px; width: 210px;" type="text" value="100004023534719" /></dd></dl>
<div class="getCode">
<a class="uiButton" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/tags/?revision=301439196648150&title=&url=&image=&site_name=&admin=100004023534719&type=" id="u_0_j" rel="dialog" role="button" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 0px 1px 0px; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/v2/yL/r/xaH1zuuOrHE.png); background-position: -1px -441px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; background-size: auto; border-color: rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(136, 136, 136); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 13px; padding: 2px 6px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="uiButtonText" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #333333; cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 1px 0px 2px;">Get Tags</span></a></div>
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<div class="plugin_example" style="float: left; padding: 10px; width: 420px;">
</div>
</div>
<h2 id="ogtags" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; margin: 25px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;">
Open Graph Tags</h2>
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Open Graph tags are <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;"></code> tags that you add to the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;"><head></head></code> of your website to describe the entity your page represents, whether it is a band, restaurant, blog, or something else.</div>
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An Open Graph tag looks like this:</div>
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If you use Open Graph tags, the following six are required:</div>
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<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">og:title</code> - The title of the entity.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">og:type</code> - The type of entity. You must select a type from the list of <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/opengraphprotocol#types" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Open Graph types</a>.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">og:image</code> - The URL to an image that represents the entity. Images must be at least 50 pixels by 50 pixels (though minimum 200px by 200px is preferred). Square images work best, but you are allowed to use images up to three times as wide as they are tall.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">og:url</code> - The canonical, permanent URL of the page representing the entity. When you use Open Graph tags, the Like button posts a link to the og:url instead of the URL in the Like button code.</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">og:site_name</code> - A human-readable name for your site, e.g., "IMDb".</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">fb:admins</code> or <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">fb:app_id</code> - A comma-separated list of either the Facebook IDs of page administrators or a Facebook Platform application ID. At a minimum, include only your own Facebook ID.</li>
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More information on Open Graph tags and details on Administering your page can be found on the <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/opengraphprotocol" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Open Graph protocol documentation</a> .</div>
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FAQ</h2>
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How do I know when a user clicks a Like button?</h3>
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If you are using the XFBML version of the button, you can subscribe to the 'edge.create' event through <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/javascript/FB.Event.subscribe" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">FB.Event.subscribe</a>.</div>
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When will users have the option to add a comment to the like?</h3>
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If you are using the XFBML version of the Like button, users will always have the option to add a comment. If you are using the iframe version of the button, users will have the option to comment if you are using the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">standard</code> layout. If users do add a comment, the story published back to Facebook is given more prominence.</div>
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What analytics are available about the Like button?</h3>
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If you visit <a href="http://www.facebook.com/insights" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">facebook.com/insights</a> and register your domain, you can see the number of likes on your domain each day and the demographics of who is clicking the Like button.</div>
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Can I link the Like button to my Facebook page?</h3>
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Yes. Simply specify the URL of your Facebook page in the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">href</code> parameter of the button.</div>
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What is the best way to know which Like button on my page generated the traffic?</h3>
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Add the 'ref' parameter to the plugin (see "Attributes" above).</div>
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Examples:</div>
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</span><span class="tag" style="color: #000088;"><iframe span=""><span class="pln" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span><span class="atn" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 102);">src</span><span class="pun" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">=</span><span class="atv" style="color: rgb(0, 136, 0);">"...&ref=top_left"</span><span class="tag" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);">></iframe></span></code></pre>
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When a user clicks a link back to your website, we will pass back both the ref value as a fb_ref parameter and the fb_source parameter in the referrer URL. Example:</div>
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Aggregated stream stories contain all ref parameters, concatenated with commas.</div>
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When does Facebook scrape my page?</h3>
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Facebook needs to scrape your page to know how to display it around the site.</div>
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Facebook scrapes your page every 24 hours to ensure the properties are up to date. The page is also scraped when an admin for the Open Graph page clicks the Like button and when the URL is entered into the <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/tools/lint/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Facebook URL Linter</a>. Facebook observes cache headers on your URLs - it will look at "Expires" and "Cache-Control" in order of preference. However, even if you specify a longer time, Facebook will scrape your page every 24 hours.</div>
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The user agent of the scraper is: "facebookexternalhit/1.1 (+http://www.facebook.com/externalhit_uatext.php)"</div>
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How do I display the Like button in different languages?</h3>
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If you are using the XFBML version include the language code when you instantiate the library. Replace ‘en_US’ in this line with the correct locale code:</div>
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If you are using the iframe version include a locale parameter with the proper country code in the src URL. Example:</div>
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You may need to adjust the width of the Like button to accommodate different languages.</div>
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What makes up the number shown on my Like button?</h3>
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The number shown is the sum of:</div>
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<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">The number of likes of this URL</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">The number of shares of this URL (this includes copy/pasting a link back to Facebook)</li>
<li style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">The number of likes and comments on stories on Facebook about this URL</li>
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What happened to the old Share button?</h3>
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We deprecated the Share Button when we launched the Like button, because the Like button improves clickthrough rates by allowing users to connect with one click, and by allowing them to see which of their friends have already connected. For reference, the Share button documentation is still available <a href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/share/" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">here</a>.</div>
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When I click the Like button, the popup window (or "flyout") doesn't show. Why?</h3>
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If the Like button is placed near the edge of an HTML element with the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">overflow</code> property set to <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">hidden</code>, the flyout may be clipped or completely hidden when the button is clicked. This can be remedied by setting the <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">overflow</code> property to a value other than<code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">hidden</code>, such as <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">visible</code>, <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">scroll</code>, or <code style="color: green; font-family: Monaco, 'Andale Mono', 'Courier New', monospace; font-size: 12px;">auto</code>.</div>
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<fb:like class="fb_edge_widget_with_comment fb_iframe_widget" fb-xfbml-state="rendered" href="http://developers.facebook.com/docs/reference/plugins/like/" send="true" show_faces="false" style="display: inline-block; position: relative;"><span style="display: inline-block; height: 21px; position: relative; text-align: justify; vertical-align: text-bottom; width: 450px;"><iframe class="fb_ltr fb_iframe_widget_lift" id="fd85e1124" name="f2b97cdebc" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?api_key=113869198637480&locale=en_US&sdk=joey&channel_url=http%3A%2F%2Fstatic.ak.facebook.com%2Fconnect%2Fxd_arbiter.php%3Fversion%3D18%23cb%3Df17d48758%26origin%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fdevelopers.facebook.com%252Ff2d2eaefb%26domain%3Ddevelopers.facebook.com%26relation%3Dparent.parent&href=http%3A%2F%2Fdevelopers.facebook.com%2Fdocs%2Freference%2Fplugins%2Flike%2F&node_type=link&width=450&layout=standard&colorscheme=light&show_faces=false&send=true&extended_social_context=false" style="border-style: none; height: 24px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; width: 450px; z-index: 1;" title="Like this content on Facebook."></iframe></span></fb:like></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-36425970372236313052013-03-02T19:32:00.000-08:002013-03-02T20:53:24.665-08:00My son's chore list preserved like an ancient Egyptian artifact....only not ancient or Egyptian! Diggin Ho Ho Holes, Diggin! Chores. Every young child's rite of passage. <br />
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There are BIG weekend chores</div>
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Then there are the BIG, <span style="font-size: x-large;">BIG </span>weekend chores</div>
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"Can I go to Ty's house, and then over to Tanner's? After that we are probably going to meet up with everyone at the beach, and then........"</div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b>"Let me cut you off. Yes, you can do all of that. <i>After</i> you finish your chores."</b></span></div>
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The look in my son's eyes when the word CHORE was mentioned on an early Saturday morning was always one of fear. Even though he had been reminded and warned repeatedly that....</div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b>"Next Saturday, do not make any plans because you will be helping with some yard work." </b></span></div>
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Yeah, kids have selective memory. Not to mention selective hearing, selective sight, selective everything!</div>
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"Great! Another Hole!All of my friends think you guys are like some weird slave drivers. Makin me dig holes all the time. Like the movie! I should just live in some boys juvenile camp,just digging holes all day!"</div>
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Have you read the book or seen the movie?<br />
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When you leave your work boots outside, and your parents tell you to bring them in the garage because rain is in the forecast. Don't think that "accidentally" forgetting them outside overnight, only to have them soaked through will get you out of digging the next day.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Soak up as much rain as you can with these here paper towels, then grab two grocery bags, put them over your socks before slippin into your boots, and get digging! </span></div>
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It was like finding old ancient carvings from 10,000 B.C.<br />
Only it was from 2008, and it was from a pissed off teenager.<br />
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I usually make banana bread, as <a href="http://magicalmysticalmimi.blogspot.com/">Mimi</a> had suggested, but this time I went a step further. </div>
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A step further into the direction of committing one of the seven deadly sins. Can you say Gluttony?</div>
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Stock up on some good stuff</div>
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<b>Banana?</b> NO, Waffles.</div>
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<i>"It is 12 freaking 30. LUNCH time! Make LUNCH! Cereal and waffles are for breakfast, which you already had, and don't get me started on the ice cream. 3 hours ago you were dousing your waffles with pure sugar, a.k.a. 5 pounds of syrup, and now you want to eat the ice cream? Make a sandwich first, then you can have a SMALL bowl of ice cream."</i></div>
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The moans, groans and grumbles of what you would think were teenagers living in a boot camp getting told to run 40 miles at 0300 in the pouring rain.</div>
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<i>"Waaaa Waaaaaa! Want me to call you a WWWaaaaaaaa mbulance??"</i></div>
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"Ugghh, mom, no one even says that! You are such a weirdo!"</div>
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* Oh, by the way. When you go grocery shopping with hubby, and you both venture off on your own; throwing stuff in the cart without checking if your hubby already did the same, you end up with double of a few things.<br />
So I am pretty serious now......these kids really need to eat some fricking bananas!<br />
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This is my fridge stocked with fruits, vegetables, yogurt, and sandwich fixings.<br />
Ohhhhhhh, but that is too much work!!!<br />
It is so much easier to grab a Chocolate Chip Granola Bar!<br />
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Here is a link to an article I read this morning on MSN. My kids always, and I mean ALWAYS make fun of me for quoting articles that I read. Mostly parenting articles. But oh well, too bad, sooooo sad!!<br />
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I remember when my son decided to move to Orange County with my ex husband. He was sixteen and wanted to try living with dad. Orange County is made up of a bit more money than what we have. So I immediately imagined my son at high school parties snorting Pure Cut Cocaine off of a $1,000,000 antique mirror, through a platinum and diamond encrusted blow straw. I mean, he was going to be hanging out with Rich Kids, while their parents were away jet setting around the world.<br />
Then I read about 'Punch Bowl Parties'!! I immediately called him on the phone, and preached to him the dangers of digesting any colorful pill from a punch bowl.<br />
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"C, you there? Did you hear me? Be careful at parties, and stay away from pills in a punch bowl"<br />
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"Crap mom, seriously, you need to <b><i>not </i></b>read parenting articles off of the internet, and you especially need to trust me! In fact, mostly you just need to trust me! Pills out of a punch bowl?? I've never even heard of that. Maybe the people who write those articles are going to Pill Parties, huh?! Love ya mom, I gotta go! I'm gonna go smoke some crack............Kidding! Love ya Ma!"<br />
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So I laid off of the whole process of reading an article about some crazy teen party fad, and then instantly assuming my children were partaking. I stopped my obsession with the fact that my girls were going to go to slumber parties and 'choke each other till they passed out', or my son would be high fiving his buddies, after digesting a rainbow of pills belonging to some teen boys pill popping mom.<br />
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I have good kids. My son is right, I just need to trust them.<br />
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can breathe!<br />
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Even good kids make stupid mistakes.<br />
Even good kids can have a lapse in judgment from time to time.<br />
Even good kids can choose to make a 'not good' choice.<br />
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So if you click on the link <a href="http://healthyliving.msn.com/pregnancy-parenting/kids-health/10-most-dangerous-teen-fads#scptm27">10 most dangerous teen fads</a> and read through them, I will tell you this.<br />
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<u>The Ice Cube Salt trick?</u> - My son. Thank god it didn't get infected, or worse.<br />
<u>The Cinnamon Challenge?</u> - My daughters friends post their videos on Facebook. Hacking, coughing, almost throwing up. My daughter (The one with the Straight A's, and in 2 Honors classes) was grossed out and thought they were stupid. 3 months later she changed her mind. Had a sore throat and a cough for a while, and finally wondered out loud to me<i> "I wonder if there is still Cinnamon in my throat?" </i>WTF was my first thought! Followed by a very long talk.<br />
<u>Passing out game? (not on this list, but....) - </u>Heard from a friend of a friend, of a friend that my daughter had tried this at a slumber party 2 years ago. My frail, skinny, tiny little daughter? All I imagined was her passing out, and never waking up.I approached her on the subject, and she admitted that her and her friend actually were the ones who did not want to really do it, so they teamed up and really only pretended to do it. I called the friends mom, and in the end we believe our daughters that they faked the choking. But as you are reading this, aren't you asking yourself - <i>"FAKE CHOKING?? IS THIS EVEN A 'THING'? WTF"</i> - Yeah, WTF, get's asked a lot around here. Sorry!<br />
<u>Synthetic Marijuana </u>- My son who is now 19, and not so stupid,but every kid is stupid at some time, so I guess he is kinda stupid, admitted to trying this once. His buddy had some, and he tried it. Didn't like it, end of story.<br />
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The list has quite a few that I am praying my children have not, and will never try.<br />
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Car surfing?? - Guess what, my husband has a scar on his chin, and a piece of asphalt still imbedded into his knee from truck surfing as a teen.<br />
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I am not sure exactly what my point was when writing this post, but I think I can summarize a thought.<br />
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Every parent thinks they have good kids. (unless you obviously gave birth to the son of Satan,and you knew this because of the horns and tail), and most of us do have good kids.<br />
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My children really are 'good', even though they are teenagers. And I guess that brings me to my point.<br />
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They are thrown into a giant pool of pressure. Maybe not the peer pressure that exists in an after school special; remember those programs?</div>
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In fact, my kids laugh at me when I use the phrase 'peer pressure'. They say nobody acts like they do in the movies. There isn't a group that surrounds you, shoving a joint in your face, strong arming you and saying "Come on, all the cool kids are doing it! Don't you want to be cool too?"</div>
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So that kind of peer pressure may not be happening, but there is a stealth, hidden pressure that I think just exists. Teens are inundated every single second of their day by social media, and of course the friends that are soaking in the social media, and it just keeps going.</div>
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I can't be with them every single second of their day.</div>
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I can't follow them to every slumber party, or get together.</div>
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For every bad choice they may make, they are making 50 more good choices, and for that I will praise my kids........<i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>but boy will I lecture or punish the hell out of them for that one bad choice.</b></span></i><br /></div>
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Parenting is hard.</div>
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My parents worried that I would do drugs, drink and have sex.</div>
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Not that I would digest a spoonful of cinnamon while being choked, after digesting pills from a punch bowl, before going car surfing and downing a Robitussin concoction. </div>
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A toast to parents, and just trying to make it through the teen years!</div>
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And a toast to the teens, because they really do have a lot comin at them from all directions. They are just trying to make it through as well.</div>
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Am I actually old enough to say "I miss the good ol' days"?</div>
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Little House on the Prairie was by far my FAVORITE show growing up. I read all the books, watched every episode, I had the lunchbox with matching thermos,I wore pigtail braids like Laura, and instead of J.R I secretly wished I had a cool nickname, like, ohhhhh, like Half Pint!<br />
Ma and Pa were the best. When Ma made chicken and dumplings in the kettle, I could practically smell them through the television. I wanted to wear a bonnet, and walk to school (well wanting to walk to school may be stretching it, but walking through a prairie with crops as tall as myself always looked fun)<br />
Oh and Laura became a teacher at 16 and got to marry Almanzo at what? 17? Now that seemed awesome.<br />
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So I log on to MSN and see the article that Mary's blindness was NOT caused by Scarlet Fever, it was most likely caused by meningoencephilitis. So for any die hard Little House on the Prairie fans out there that have spent their lives full of pride that they know every detail, every in-n-out, every trivia game answer pertaining to The Ingalls Clan, well now you know one more fact. You can rest at night. <br />
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I have tried to get my teen daughters to sit down with me and watch 'the greatest show on earth' when the reruns play, but somehow they don't last more then 10 minutes. Seems as though the courting of Mary and Adam, or the school girl crush of Laura and Almanzo cannot compete with The 'Situation' and Snookie of the Jersey Shore.<br />
Maybe my six year old little girl will watch it with me. Oh, but Ma and Pa Ingalls aren't as slap stick funny as the parents on Good Luck Charlie.<br />
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Oh well! The whole town of Walnut Grove,and every person in it will always hold a special place in my heart; well everyone except the rapist who assaulted Albert's first love. Remember that episode? Weird! Awful! That episode tormented me for a while. That wasn't the 'Little House' I knew and loved. Let's move on....<br />
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Where was I? Walnut Grove, I miss you! You were a huge part of my childhood, and your theme song always gives me goosebumps.<br />
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* Oh, if anyone ever comes across a Little House on the Prairie metal lunchbox with matching thermos, let me know. I'd love to get my hands on one. Just for the memories. :)<br />
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<li>Teen daughters dance show, took up a bit of my time. <a href="http://mylifeconcoctedbyme.blogspot.com/2013/01/thank-god-for-wal-mart-and-duct-tape.html">Preparing props and all.</a></li>
<li>WAIT!!! Let me rewind....the flu has been in my house off and on since Christmas.</li>
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<li>My Birthday last Friday! Cause for celebration? YES! Cause for stress? Well...errr, HELL YEAH! When you show up at Beni Hana with your party of six (you, hubby and your four kids) and expect it to be a fun night, and then your six year old tugs your sleeve right when Chef Cesar (Cesar is a Japanese name?) begins his culinary show, and she has her hands over her mouth saying <i>"Mommy, the smell makes me want to throw up"</i> and suddenly you notice her cheeks are as red as a Crayola Crayon, and her forehead is burning up, and how in the hell did your daughter develop the flu on the 13 minute car ride from your house to the restaurant, and please dear god do NOT let her puke all over the Beni Hana grill, and WHY IS THIS HAPPENING ON MY BIRTHDAY??? Well, HELL F*CKING YES YOUR BIRTHDAY TURNS TO STRESS! That is o.k., there is always next year. I am also going to write a post about my Birthday Celebration, pre-puking!</li>
<li>Six Year old daughter has flu!</li>
<li>Fourteen year old daughter wakes up this morning with 'the worst sore throat ever' and a fever that may even make the devil himself die from heat stroke. </li>
<li>I work from home on Mondays. Six year old daughter is upstairs. Fourteen year old daughter is downstairs. Home office is in the back of the house where you can't hear either one of them. Fourteen year old daughter has taken to texting me when she is need of medicine, tea, or just to let me know <b><i>again,</i></b> that her throat hurts like she has swallowed needles. Six year old is throwing up off and on (mostly feels like ON) coughing, and clutching her stomach in pain. She does not want me<i> 'to go downstairs mommy...ever!' </i>But mommy has to go downstairs, so she came up with what she thought was a good idea. </li>
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If you are wondering why I don't just have both daughters up in my bed. Or both daughters all snuggled downstairs on the couch.<br />
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Both daughters are pretty lethargic and really just want to stay put. Neither wanted to go out on the couch. Which shows how sick they are. Usually the couch is 'fun'. Nope, not today.<br />
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Wait! Be quiet..........shhhhh......is my phone buzzing? Oh, yes it's a text from my daughter. She wants me to shut her window. Her fever has broke, and now she is freezing.<br />
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Wait....Be quiet again!! Shhh, what is that pounding noise? Oh, the baseball bat.<br />
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"I will be right there honey. I'm downstairs shutting your sisters window and making her some tea."<br />
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"O.K. Honey, you can really stop pounding the floor now. Give mommy two more seconds. I'm runnin upstairs now."<br />
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"You wanted me to run upstairs so you could tell me that<i> again</i>?"<br />
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*I am now waiting for the hubby to get home from work so we can take the girls to Urgent Care (as their doctor was leaving early today) </div>
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Do you think the urgent care will allow baseball bats. I mean if I am going to be hopping between the two daughters rooms, she may need it. </div>
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SUMMER I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOUR WONDERFUL SEASON OF SUNNY, FLU-LESS SPLENDOR!</div>
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Oh, by the way, J.R. did not write this post. The tired zombie that has taken over J.R.'s body wrote this. The real J.R. is running up and down the stairs.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-72776995144736197022013-01-29T21:04:00.001-08:002013-01-29T21:04:28.838-08:00Thank God for Wal Mart and Duct Tape! I'm tired, and my fingers don't even want to type.<br />
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My daughters performed this week in their High School's Student Choreography show case. Props were needed. Props built by my husband, and painted by yours truly.</div>
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The first showing was a matinee at 4:00 p.m. on Thursday. The first performance is never crowded, and that was probably a good thing, as the tombstone prop that we built FAILED! </div>
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The glue wasn't strong enough, or something; not to mention that my daughter probably did not pull her feet up high enough, and her sister and friend probably did not give all their strength when lifting her, but they are kids, they worked their butts off for the past month practicing, so I will blame it on the construction.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't imagine what was going through my daughters mind that very second.<br />But she might have been thinking<br /><i>"F*CK, SH*T, WHAT THE HELL, DAMMIT!!"</i><br />Noooooooo, not my daughter! I am sure she was thinking <i>"Golly Gee Willakers, how did that happen?"</i>I was mouthing<br />"Keep Dancing!KEEP DANCING!!!" </td></tr>
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Mom runs backstage, and quickly starts taping like a mad woman, so it will be repaired before the 7:00 showing.</div>
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Ready for the next dance!</div>
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Cross your fingers!</div>
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oh, and honey, lift your feet higher......Mom's just sayin......!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Did she just do the ol' switcheroo and play me at my own game?</span></div>
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Did she just want to stare at the waves crashing on the sand, and ponder the meaning of life?</div>
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<i>You cannot, and never will be able to sing like Kelly Clarkson, Adele, or Stevie Nicks. PLEASE STOP TRYING"</i></div>
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* This moment of silence is dedicated to my daughter. Really and truly one of the wisest, most thoughtful, and sweetest little human beings. </div>
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His all time favorite movie is The Truman Show starring Jim Carrey. It is not a movie showing Jim Carreys usual Jim Carreyness. It is a satire of sorts, and a little bit of drama mixed with comedy. A semi darkness / sadness to it also (in my opinion) But just one of those movies that we love.<br />
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The movie is about Truman, played by Jim Carrey, who lives his life in front of cameras on his own reality show. The only thing is, he is not aware that his life is being filmed. The cameras are hidden, and it has been that way since his birth. He is always cheerful to everyone, and the quote I painted is something that he would say to his neighbors in the morning. </div>
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We shopped, we ate in the food court, and we shopped some more. Six of us total, as I let the girls each invite a friend.<br />
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Wait! This isn't where we are parked.So we walk back into Target, and realize that we actually have to go out the Target doors, and back into the mall. Turn left, and head all the way down the first floor until we hit Nordstroms, then go through Nordstroms, and<i> then </i>we will be in the right parking lot.</div>
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<b>Answer: About 2.6 seconds - <i>"OH MY GOD!! Is anyone looking at me? I can't believe I'm carrying toilet paper through the mall. Why are you guys walking so fast, wait........" </i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: red;">Wife:</span> We don't have the money right now. Also, I am pretty traumatized from the last massage I got which I have now dubbed " The worst massage EVER because I was holding in a Fart the WHOLE ENTIRE TIME" Dam my gassy stomach and irritable bowel syndrome!!!! I just wish you would give me a massage. Like a real massage! Like the one you gave me when we were first dating. Oil, tranquil music, full 50 minute massage. Wow those were the good ol' days!! Hint Hint</i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="color: red;">Wife: </span>A real one! No whining that your hands are tired, but YOU aren't too tired if 'you catch my drift'??!!??</i></b><br />
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I will give it to my husband. He was doing fantastic. AWESOME in fact. His hands were workin their magic. He rubbed, kneaded, circled, and touched all my sore areas. He was focused. His hands were working, and his penis was not distracting him..........</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Until.......</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Remember the mellow music playing from the cable t.v. music channels?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Well I was not paying 100% attention to what music was accompanying my massage. There was an old school Whitney Houston song, a Boyz to Men number, and some Mariah Carey. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"><i style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">With lyrics like these, let's just hope he has suddenly gone deaf! FOCUS!<br /><br />[Chorus: repeat 4x]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">See I know just what you want and I know just what you need girl</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">So baby bring your body to me (bring your body here)</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">I'm not fooling around with you baby</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">My love is true (with you) with you is where I want to be, girl see</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-align: center;">you need someone someone like me to satisfy your every needs</span></b></td></tr>
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How does it all end you ask?</div>
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Well my 50 minute massage was actually interrupted by a little monster; No, not his Bump-n-Grind Penis!</div>
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A knock, knock, knock at our door. A six year old little monster, a.k.a. our daughter, had a bad dream.</div>
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<b>DAMMIT!!!! F*CK, SH*T, DAMMITTT!!!!!I think I almost had her into wanting some of my 'Bump -N- Grind' action!!! DAM KIDS!!!</b></div>
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<b>DAMMIT, my 50 minute massage got cut short at 28 minutes! He owes me 22 minutes. Oh well, at least we were interrupted before he started Bumpin and Grindin, instead of Kneadin-n-Massagin...........</b></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3075190394094909810.post-69793415442625372832012-12-31T10:00:00.000-08:002012-12-31T12:47:31.274-08:00The Cool Girl Likes Me! She even let me guest post on her blog!Blogging is sort of like a club.<br />
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I was that new kid;in fact I think I still am a bit of a 'newbie.'</div>
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You follow certain blogs, they follow back, but you seem to have your few close pals.</div>
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Marianne at <a href="http://webandofmothers.blogspot.com/">We Band of Mothers</a> let me in her club, and I feel pretty darn cool.</div>
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Now, Marianne is probably reading this and chuckling.Shaking her head, and denying herself the Coolness Throne that I am putting her on. But who cares what she thinks..........</div>
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I think she is SUPER COOL!</div>
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Have we ever met? <i>NO</i></div>
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I just get that sense, and that is all there is to it!</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">SHE LET ME GUEST POST ON HER BLOG!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">MY VERY FIRST GUEST POST EVER!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">You can read it <a href="http://webandofmothers.blogspot.com/">here</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">The reason she needs some guest bloggers is because she is busy with the Holidays, Football and promoting </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">which can be purchased on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Epic-Mom-Failing-Every-Little/dp/1479350257/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1354871941&sr=8-6&keywords=epic+book+walsh">Amazon</a></span></div>
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Thank you Marianne! ;)</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am very busy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have deadlines,stress, and major responsibilities.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have emails to check and respond to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Voicemails to <strike>delete</strike> listen to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Co-Workers to <strike>chit chat</strike> discuss important work topics with.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The other day my Co-Workers and I(whom also happen to be two of my closest friends)were going over some notes from a meeting that we had.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Wellllllllllllll,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Somehow, online marketing strategies turned into </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">First we were talking about some of our clients, and then it turned into talking about a Hospital in Oregon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then it went from a hospital in Oregon to talking about snow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then I said out loud<i> "I could totally survive in the North Pole if I was stranded alone. I watched this show on how the Eskimos build Igloos, and I think I could do it. I mean, at least for shelter"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then Jenna my Co-Worker/Friend said <i>"I could totally picture you trying to build an igloo, hunting for polar bears."</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next Daniella got in on the National Geographic sounding discussion, saying <i>"Oh My GOD J.R., actually I REALLY can see you trying to survive out in the canyon." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don't ask me how we moved on from the freezing, frigid North Pole weather, to the canyon behind my house in sunny San Diego. Like, really........Don't ask.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>"Yeah, I would be back there trying to light a fire, hunting for coyote's!!"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jenna then asks <i>"In all seriousness, have you ever come across a coyote when you and M go for your walks?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>"Where do Coyote's go during the day? Like huts, or holes, or dens? DENS!! Yeah,I think that's it!"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">"LET'S <b><span style="color: blue;">G</span><span style="color: red;">O</span><span style="color: orange;">O</span><span style="color: blue;">G</span><span style="color: lime;">L</span><span style="color: red;">E</span></b> IT."</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Thank Goodness I have off the next two days for New Year's! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I need a break from all that stress!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">HAPPY NEW YEAR'S </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">XOXO,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">J.R.</span></div>
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