<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:39:06.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-9152884883221729189</id><published>2011-05-01T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T10:01:19.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's about me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw this cute idea from another blog. They did a list of things they liked about themselves or things about themselves that are positive or things in their lives that are positive by using the alphabet...let's see just how hard this is. Talking about myself isn't something I'm good at. I hate to admit it, but I have low...low self esteem. :( Mike always tells me that he loves me and would never change anything about me...except the way I think about myself. I want to beleive him when he tells me how amazing I am and how gorgeous I am...but for some reason I just don't see it. I think I'm a nice person...that counts right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;- I like to consider myself "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Artsie&lt;/span&gt;". I'm no professional by any means but I think I do ok. I write poems, draw, make crafts, and style hair for weddings and dances. I have poems that date all the way back to when I was 8 years old. I even got one published back in 2003. I LOVE making crafts so much. That is usually what you get from me when you have a baby or get married...a homemade gift. Again, I'm no professional, but I love doing it so much. Doing hair has always been my "out". I cannot tell you how I feel when I see the face of the person getting her hair done when she looks in the mirror. To make someone feel so special and pretty by 1 hour of curling and spraying...is priceless. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I actually like my "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Brunette&lt;/span&gt;" hair. Mike always tells me how he wishes I loved how I look more. He thinks that I am the most beautiful girl ever...and I have a hard time accepting that I could be in the beautiful catagory. One day he asked me "is there anything about yourself you think is pretty?" Of course my instant response was "NO!" Then he gave me that look...so I started to think. I looked in the mirror and happened to be having a "good" hair day. I said to him "my hair is pretty." He was in shock that I had said anything positive about my appearance. It really got me thinking about my hair. My hair isn't super healthy, nor is it as thick as it used to be before I had kids, but I actually like it. One of the nurses at my work in the surgical recovery room told me that I should start a blog JUST about my hair. I do it different every day and she said it always looks amazing. She is sweet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mike and I are talking about getting a smaller bed because I'm so "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cuddly&lt;/span&gt;". We have a Queen size bed and probably use 1/4 of it. When we sleep...we practically are 1 person. Thankfully he is cuddly too so we don't have a problem. :) But the thing is, I'm not just cuddly with him. I LOVE to cuddle with my friends. I love sitting on the couch under a blanket with my girls and watching a movie. I love hugging and always being next to someone. My kids are taking that on...they are also very cuddly and I love it! McHailee will always say "if I get ready for bed REALLY fast, can we cuddle for just 5 minutes before I have to go to bed?" I love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;! My grandma always wanted to put me in dance since I was 4 but we couldn't afford it. She wanted me to be a ballerina more then anything. I started dancing in High School...but that was short lived. About 3 years ago, my friend Julie introduced me to a dance company called Dance Biz. She was just taking an adult hip hop class and told me to come try it out. I fell in LOVE with it. The owner, the teachers, the dancers...I love them all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Entertaining&lt;/span&gt; guests is something I thrive on. I love to have parties! Baby showers, bridal showers, bday party's, or just get togethers. I love having all the people I love around me and having a good time with fun and food. Mike got me a chocolate fountain about 3 years ago for Mothers Day and I have more then gotten my moneys worth out of it. I pull that thing out every chance I get and everyone loves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; People always tell me I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;riendly&lt;/span&gt;. I have even had more then 1 person get mad at me for being TOO friendly. I am the Pharmacy Tech Student Supervisor at my work. My last student and I were walking around the hospital and I was saying hi to everyone we passed. Asking those who didn't work here if they needed help or anything. I knew everyone's name that passed (that work here) and he finally said "Wow...you are really friendly to people! I mean, you know everyone's name and if you don't you are helping them!" I just shrugged my shoulders cause it's just what I do. Then he jokingly said "What's wrong with you!?" lol. It feels so good to know just a hello to someone can make their day. Especially in a hospital. I work in the pharmacy and don't have much to do with the actual patients...but that doesn't mean I get to ignore them. I have seen many that work here just walk past patients in need. Even if they don't look like they need help I still check. How many times out of 10 do people actually claim they "need" help. I know I never say I need help when I could actually probably use some. I have helped people out of their cars, walk them to their cars, grab wheelchairs for people who look like they can't walk down the long hallway, stayed with patients just so they have company, etc. Being friendly means more to people then you know...until you do it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;G - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you are close to me, then you know that I am &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gushy&lt;/span&gt;. Yes...gushy. I am always letting people know I love them and care for them. Maybe even too much sometimes. I will text my close friends at random times that I miss them or love them or that they are wonderful and beautiful. I'm even worse with Mike. I will curl up in his lap and gaze at him and just announce my love for him...daily! I know that if something were to ever happen to me, my friends will not wonder if I thought about them or loved them. They always know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have always been told I'm a "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;" person. Apparently there are some who can wear hats and some who can't. I think everyone looks cute in hats! I have about 10 different hats and lately I get a new one every few months. I need to wear them more often though, I don't wear them as much as I would like to. Thanks to all those who have ever complimented me in my hats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I - Ink! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes I have "ink". I was 20 years old and had it was just me and my little man Remington. I was pretty much at the end of my rope at this time...slowly pulling myself and my son out of it....slowly. If it weren't for Remington, I don't really know what would have become of me. I love him so much. I decided to get his name on me for forever! I know there are tons of people who regret their tattoos but I will never regret mine. I do wish I had done different colors though. I love you Remington...you will always be my monkey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Job&lt;/span&gt;. In June I will have been here for 4 years. I admit, I have had my ups and downs working here, but I will take the few downs for all the amazing ups! On top of my job in the pharmacy, I am the President of the hospitals "Employee Engagement Committee". I help organize parties, functions, health fairs, charity work, and help better the hospital by solving problems that our employees see. I love it so much. In April, I organized a way to make Easter baskets for the homeless kids at the Road Home in Salt Lake. Our entire hospital donated enough to take the kids 47 baskets filled to the brims, 2 HUGE boxes of toys, stuffed animals, coloring books, reading books, etc., 2 HUGE boxes of extra candy, $45 in cash, and $114.00 in Wal Mart gift cards. Everyone here was so giving and generous. I wish I could have seen the kids faces. I feels so good to be able to be a part of that thanks to my job. I even got invited to be a guest at the Road Home breakfast at the Grand America Hotel this Wednesday, representing Alta View Hospital. So exciting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My husband and I ALWAYS &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kiss&lt;/span&gt; goodnight, hello, and goodbye. I lived with my grandma Iris growing up and she always made sure we hugged and kissed as much as we could. Always showing that affection to show she loved me. My kids have also taken on that same thing and won't leave with out a kiss. I love it. I am very big on affection and think a hug and a kiss means so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L - LUNCHTIME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with my friends is something I cherish. You see movies and shows with old friends getting together for lunch all the time. I remember when I was younger how bad I wanted friends like that so I could do that. Now I do! It's so much fun and always makes me feel so good! Our usual spot is the Olive Garden. We have so many fun stories and memories that are shared and it's something that you can't replace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing more meaningful then being able to be a&lt;/span&gt; Mother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to my children. Sometimes I feel bad because I think about all the times I said "I will never be a mom or get married!" Now look at me! 2 kids of my own, 2 step kids, a husband, and wanting more kids! I will be the very first to admit that I am NOT the best mom in the world. I make mistakes and fumble along the way. BUT...I do know that I try my hardest every day to make sure my kids know I love them and they are safe. I must be doing something right...my kids are super happy! I really feel blessed to have them in my life. They make everything worth it. I love being their mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, so I made it to "M" for now. That has taken me 3 days! I will do the rest tomorrow...or within the next few days. Again...it's really hard to think of good things about me....but I'm trying! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-9152884883221729189?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/9152884883221729189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=9152884883221729189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/9152884883221729189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/9152884883221729189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2011/05/abcs-about-me.html' title='ABC&apos;s about me...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-443362187423018600</id><published>2011-04-13T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:57:18.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT THIS MORE THEN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tEDEO1gNiQ/TaYqObTEpPI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRzdeng2i6w/s1600/6_8pregnant-woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595206014388708594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tEDEO1gNiQ/TaYqObTEpPI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRzdeng2i6w/s320/6_8pregnant-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UV7PQzhoNVg/TaYqAZiqbRI/AAAAAAAAACk/VMYKJUWm3Wg/s1600/prego.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595205773399059730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UV7PQzhoNVg/TaYqAZiqbRI/AAAAAAAAACk/VMYKJUWm3Wg/s320/prego.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how beautiful....... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-443362187423018600?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/443362187423018600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=443362187423018600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/443362187423018600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/443362187423018600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-this-more-then-anything-right.html' title='I WANT THIS MORE THEN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tEDEO1gNiQ/TaYqObTEpPI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRzdeng2i6w/s72-c/6_8pregnant-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-5897949369995140338</id><published>2011-04-13T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:51:38.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New swimsuit here I come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;27 lbs down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yep! I'm actually losing!! I started January 3rd and though I have seen some plateaus&lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;, I'm making it! Usually in past weight loss challenges I have given myself, I get frustrated or give up. This time, I'm giving my "bigger" clothes away so that I HAVE to stick with it. I'm fitting in some of my "skinny" clothes and it feels like I'm going shopping every month! I have given myself until the last day of May to be 45 lbs down. With only a month and a half to go...it's crunch time. I'm working out more and more this month. It's only 18 more lbs. The sucky part is that I have been at this 27 lbs for 2 weeks now. My longest plateau. BLAH! Just a hump to get over...and I know I can do it. Mike has been really supportive. He hasn't been doing it with me, but he has been good around me. He won't sit on the couch late at night and scarf down ice cream while I sit there and drool! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here's to 18 more lbs! I will have to get past this Easter! YIKES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-5897949369995140338?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/5897949369995140338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=5897949369995140338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/5897949369995140338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/5897949369995140338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-swimsuit-here-i-come.html' title='New swimsuit here I come...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-1914418249140617332</id><published>2011-04-13T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:22:07.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't I blog?</title><content type='html'>Is it really that hard to come on here a couple times a week to put something on here? Apparently! I have been reading other blogs and think to myself, why can't I do this?? Why can't I blog normally like everyone else? I have had a couple close friends of mine start a blog or revamp their blogs and I love it! I think that I am going to do the same. I have a hard time keeping a journal. I started to write in it at night when Mike would be out of town. I would write things about my past and how I got to where I am today. I have written a lot and I think I might be at age 5! lol. I guess that's what you get with a crazy past. I have this friend who bases her posts off of subjects. Not just ranting, like I'm doing. She does a few rants, but mostly, they have themes to them. So, here is to me, and writing my "revamped" blog! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-1914418249140617332?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/1914418249140617332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=1914418249140617332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/1914418249140617332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/1914418249140617332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-cant-i-blog.html' title='Why can&apos;t I blog?'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-731858698136697591</id><published>2010-01-29T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:31:53.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser....</title><content type='html'>Is anyone else in love with the biggest loser like I am? I watch it religiously. Usually when I watch it, it's on the couch eating ice cream or chips or some kind of candy or delicous fatty snack! And while that is happening I think ever time. "I need to do this! I need to lose weight and get on a program to get fit! Eh...I will start this Monday...yeah...this Monday!" So all week long I eat as much yummy food as I can and then come Monday...I don't start. About 2 years ago (before we started to try again for a baby) I did a program called Body For Life. I lost 17 lbs in 1 MONTH! that was it! 1 MONTH! We still havent' gotten pregnant almost 2 years later and my weight has fluctuated because of it. I took Clomid (fertility drug) and gained 23 lbs. I kept telling people I wasn't gaining because I was embarrassed. I figured I could get prego and blame the weight on the baby! Man was I wrong. I just don't feel comfortable in my skin anymore. Mike tells me how sexy I am all the time...and I beleive him...well, I want to beleive him. I just don't have the confidence about myself. So...last Monday I made sure I really started!! And I did! I am so proud of myself! I eat 1200 calories a day (certain foods-BFL gives you a list) making it 6 meals a day. I have to eat every 3 hours. I exercise 6 days a week alternating high intensity cardio with upper body and lower body weight training. I drink an average of 100 oz of water a day (and pee a lot! lol) Sunday is my "free day!" I can't go crazy wild but I can have foods not on the list but still keep it small portions and under 2000 calories. I'm only supposed to weigh myself once a week....but I did weigh myself this morning (I'm supposed to wait until Monday to weigh in) according to the scale I have already lost 6 lbs!! We will see if it is still that way on Monday. I'm really hoping to end up with a 30 lb weight loss. More would be nice, but 30 is my goal. I'm going to do this diet for 3 months. Since I lost 17 lbs in one month I figured I can try for 30 in 3 months. I know it's only been 5 days since I started but I'm feeling really good about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;I also know I haven't posted in a while. I started keeping a journal at home. It was so hard to write in it and this. But I will try. :) Mike and I are in love more and more every day. (throw up right?) lol. Remington is the cutest sweetest 7 year old boy ever. He is currently playing Jr Jazz and has 2...yes 2 girlfriends! He got his first love note the other day. He was smitten...and it was cute! McHailee is the cutest little 15...I mean 3 year old you have ever seen! Well, cute except for her little attitude at times. She loves dancing, singing, and playing dress up. She always says to me, with the cutest little smile, "mom, we are smart and beautiful girls huh?" I love her so much. Mike is the boss at a company called Back Office of Real Property Management. He loves it there and is going to go really far with that company...I just know it. We soon will have our house to ourselves again. Our friends that we let move in our basement are moving after February. It will be nice to have our whole house back but at the same time I will miss them! :(  Work is still work. I love my job and I am happy. That's all for now. Just a wee little update. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-731858698136697591?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/731858698136697591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=731858698136697591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/731858698136697591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/731858698136697591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-loser.html' title='Biggest Loser....'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-2746342833798937989</id><published>2009-05-11T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:28:59.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight loss challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So...I have been pretty unhappy about my current body...and weight. I know that I can start diets, but never follow through. So, I got a buddy from work to do a challenge with me! Now a few more are going to do it with us! The challenge is simply weight loss! 6 weeks is what we get. We will weigh in every week and put our numbers in. The person to have lost the most weight at the end of the 6 weeks get's lunch from all the other contestants! I'm so excited! I'm counting my food intake and going to the gym 5-6 times a week!! Here's to my hopefully 10-15 lb loss! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-2746342833798937989?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/2746342833798937989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=2746342833798937989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/2746342833798937989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/2746342833798937989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/05/weight-loss-challenge.html' title='Weight loss challenge'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-2408164941182446678</id><published>2009-05-09T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:01:38.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I finally have a husband! Mike graduated lastnight with his Masters! MBA with accounting emphasis. I couldn't be more proud of him. He has made SO many sacrifices to get to this point. Ever since we have met, he has been going to school full time and working full time. This will be the first time I will have him at home every night since I've known him! No more late nights at school until 11, and no more homework! I was going to go back right when he finished, but we decided to wait 1 year so that we could just rest together and be a family for a while! :) So I will start next summer. I'm excited it's my turn for school...yet scared at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything has been going good for us lately. Still trying to get pregnant! :) I don't think I posted the results of my Hysterosalpingogram yet. Wow...was it painful! Well...not like double over in pain painful, but really REALLY bad cramps painful. When they were blowing up the balloon in me, that didn't hurt as much as the dye being forced into my uterus! It was cool to watch it on the x-ray screen. So as my uterus is filling up with the dye, it's supposed to spill over into my fallopian tubes. Well...it didn't, it just sat there. The dr was like "uh..." And then finally, with more pressure of the dye, my fallopian tubes started filling up. The Radiologist said that something was obviously blocking BOTH of my tubes. (could have been scar tissue from my surgery from the pre cancer cells) But the dye cleared it out and he now upped our chance of conceiving another 20% for 3 months....taking the originaly chance from 20% to 40%! He also told me that 80% of women that have this procedure done get pregnant that next month or the month after! So hopefully I will have some good news in a couple of weeks! :) I'm optimistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remy has recovered from surgery very well. His belly looks so weird where they made the incision. It's cool cause you can feel the stitches that are inside. He is back to playing and running around and being crazy! I actually think he is MORE crazy then ever! I sure do love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;McHailee still won't potty train. It sucks cause she is so smart and I know she knows what to do, she just is scared. She cries the WHOLE time she sits on the toilet. I guess she will just do it when she is emotionally ready? It's just so frustrating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so tired today. I'm working a 12 hour shift today after being up until after 1 am lastnight. BLAH! At least I get to work with Erica! :) You would think I would have more to write on here after not posting for forever! If I think of something later...I will get back on! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-2408164941182446678?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/2408164941182446678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=2408164941182446678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/2408164941182446678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/2408164941182446678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-married.html' title='I&apos;m married!'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-4217921783697404064</id><published>2009-04-23T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:01:26.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am definitely not your avid blogger am I? Lot's has happened...Lot's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am still...yep still not pregnant. :( I had a really hard time these last 2 months. I was late both times 2-3 days and I was sick both months. Like morning sickness sick. No fever or body aches like flu sick. I think the last 2 months were the worst for the pregnancy let down. I think now it's more the worry, not that I don't have a baby yet....but that there might be something wrong with me. It's scary. My Dr is so great. He has set me up for this procedure called HYSTEROSALPINGOGRAM or easier said and spelled HSG. This is where they inject a blue dye into my uterus through a catheter and as it flows through to my fallopian tubes they take x-rays to make sure there are not blockages and to make sure all is working right and my tubes are opening. Only mild cramping is what I am supposed to feel when this is going on. My Dr told me that in studies...80% of women get pregnant the month of this procedure right after. Like the blue dye is like a cleanse of all your parts and it clears any mucus plugs and such. So there are 2 plus's to this! If this test says I am ok and all my parts are working fine, and I still don't get prego, it's Mike's turn to get poked and prodded to make sure he is working ok. :) My appt in Wednesday...I will let you know how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Remington finally had his epigastric hernia repair surgery. It was such a crazy day. He wasn't nervous or scared or anything. I was those things for him. I was a wreck. I knew it was a simple surgery, but the anesthesia can be so scary, especially in little kids. Remington being so super healthy, the anesthesia was nothing for a healthy kid like him. But...I'm a mom...and nothing could calm me until he was back in my sight and awake! I just want to thank all my friends and family for all the wonderful messages and calls. It meant a lot and your support was very helpful. He is doing good now. Pretty sore, his belly is bruised on the inside. We get to take his bandage off today if he is ready...which I think he is! All he talks about is showing everyone his cool scars! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mike is FINALLY done with school in 1 and a half more weeks!!! Graduating with his Masters! Such an accomplishment. I am so proud of him. He has sacrificed so very much to get to this. So many late nights and early mornings and no sleep and so many other things. His graduation is on May 8th and I am working but my lovely coworkers are filling in for me so I can be there. I still don't know what to get him for a graduation present. Hmm...any ideas??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have had so much fun with my friends lately. Just hanging out and having fun. I love you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Last night at dance we learned the rest of our routine. And guess what I get to do!? A back flip! Oh my! It's a supported back flip, but it's still a back flip. I can do it...just scared of the one mess up and I fall on the stage in front of everyone! AGGHHH!! I'm excited though. It's so much fun. My bowling league is now over. I'm kinda sad. I love to bowl! Our banquet is on Monday and we get some winning's back. That's pretty cool. My softball league also started. I don't get to play many games until my dance class is over since they are both on Wednesday nights. We played lastnight (since the game was after dance) and we killed the other team. I think it was like 20 something to 1 or 2. It was super fun. Hopefully we can keep that up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, can't think of much else right now...except I am looking outside and I really want to be golfing right now! I think for Mother's Day I will ask for a couple rounds of golf! I got cute new pink balls for Christmas and I'm ready to smack em' down the fairway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-4217921783697404064?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/4217921783697404064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=4217921783697404064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4217921783697404064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4217921783697404064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-7362478383733342094</id><published>2009-03-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:37:28.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff....</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I have written in my past blogs about me starting CLOMID....so I will just say it now. I started taking it to hopefully speed up my egg process. The first dose didn't work...plus I didn't even ovulate. Weird. So this next dose I had and I ovulated, so that's good. I hate taking the stupid ovulation test, it's kinda like a pregnancy test every day...that dissapointment sucks EVERYDAY! But I did ovulate this time. So...hopes are high! I've decided that I'm not going to be sad anymore about it. The first 2-3 months of trying was all fun and exciting and then the next couple were worry, then the next were frustration and anger, then I have just been sad about it. Mike and I had a long talk about it a couple months ago. He is so good helping me and calming me. It's just not our time to have a baby, for what reason we don't know, but it's something. We will have a baby when we are supposed to and it fits our plan. So, we are just going to make sure we do all we can to have one and leave the rest to "the plan!" :)&lt;br /&gt;Remington started indoor soccer. He is so cute! His first game was last Saturday. He is so funny when he plays, kinda standing back waiting for the ball to come to him. I am always yelling "Remy, get in there!" and then he does for a second then backs up and waits. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;McHailee is so adorable and has skipped from 2 years old to 15! She is very persuasive and has attitude like you wouldn't beleive. She is so cute...but definitely has her moments. Her new thing is *lifting her shirt up* "Mom, by tummy want's some food!" It's so cute. She says so many things and sings ALL the time. Her Pediatrician says she does everything at an age 3 level. That's how Remy was too. Always a year ahead on learning. I can't take too much credit for it, I'm a working mom. They learn A LOT from their sitter. She is amazing. Always has activities and puzzles and so many things. I love her!&lt;br /&gt;I'm working right now...missing Mikey and my kiddies. :( My friend Emmie is prego 41 weeks prego! As bad as she want's that baby out...I hope she holds her in 1 more day since I work Saturday! :( When she told me she wanted me in the room...I was so happy. It means so much to me that she trusts me that much to be a part of probably one of the MOST important parts of a person's life. I'm so excited! *love you Em!*&lt;br /&gt;Mike finally got the tickets to go get Mikey and Camden! I'm sooooooo excited. We are going to sit down and plan out their stay. All the fun things we will be doing while they are here. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...can't think of much else to talk about...once I end this I will probably think of something...oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-7362478383733342094?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/7362478383733342094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=7362478383733342094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7362478383733342094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7362478383733342094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuff.html' title='Stuff....'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-9109504579573001259</id><published>2009-02-14T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:45:06.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VD</title><content type='html'>Valentines day! I'm not one of those that hate it nor HAVE to have it. I'm neutral. Mike and I know we love eachother and know it and don't need a day to express that specifically...but we still like to use it as one! :) I've been working all day and still here. I have an hour and a half left to go! We are going to dinner and a movie. He wanted a plant for VD. So...a plant he gets! He knows he is getting it too! Let me let you in on the plant ordeal. He has this plant...for some reason he is this total plant lover...anyway, he has this plant that he had when he was with his first wife Deanna. It's never bothered me, but I LOVE to tease him about it. I'm not that kind of person...we have things that they had when they were married all over. Not a biggie to me...anyway...so this plant is what get's all the grunt of it. I really just am not big into plants and it's really not a very pretty one. So, a few weeks ago we were playing the newly wed game with some friends and a question came up that was for Mike and I had to write my answer down and he had to guess what I put. So...the question was "what is one thing in  your house right now that your wife wishes you would get rid of." Knowing that I love everything Mike has...he had no idea...until he really thought about it. I thought for sure he wouldn't guess what I put. He then had to say what he thought I put down...and guess what he said? "PLANT!" So, my turn to show what I wrote, "THE EX PLANT." Is what I put down. We explained to everyone and they laughed. So, he told me for VD that all he wanted was a new one! LOL. So like I said...then a plant he shall have! :) We are going to go to Chin Wah tonight for dinner when I finally get off this dang 12 hour shift! Anthony and Erica are joining us. How sweet is it that my nephew volunteered to babysit so we could go out?? Love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;So Remington's surgery! We had the pre surg consultation on Friday. He doesn't have a SUPRA UMBILICAL HERNIA like we were told before. It's actually called an EPI GASTRIC HERNIA. So instead of his intestines poking through it's his stomache. I will post what the internet says...&lt;br /&gt;(I have CUT and PASTED from the online thingy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been determined that you have an EPIGASTRIC HERNIA (&lt;a onclick="window.open, 'width=200, height=60'" href="http://hernia.tripod.com/epipic.html" target="'blank"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt;). Because of your current symptoms and/or findings, and the potential for persistent pain or complications arising from the presence of this hernia, surgical repair has been recommended. An Epigastric Hernia occurs due to a weakness, gap or opening in the muscles or tendons of the upper abdominal wall, on a line between the breast bone and the navel or umbilicus. This results in a bulge of intra-abdominal contents and/or pain or discomfort. This pain and discomfort is the result of nerves and tissue in this area being irritated or stretched as the surrounding tissue is also stretched. If these hernias enlarge, intestine may become trapped within the hernia leading to intestinal blockage or damage (&lt;a onclick="create Win return false;" href="http://hernia.tripod.com/vocab2.html#STRAN" target="_blank"&gt;Strangulation&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a onclick="create Win return false;" href="http://hernia.tripod.com/vocab2.html#INC" target="_blank"&gt;Incarceration&lt;/a&gt;). This is considered a surgical emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy huh? The dr told me that the only thing we have to watch for is if it get's bigger between now and surgery and if Remington starts screaming in agony and non stop severe pain!! So hopefully that does NOT happen! His surgery is scheduled for April 21st. It's crazy...they don't even tell you a time. They call you the day before to let you know when it will be that day, so I'm keeping that day wide open. They do a FREE surgery tour at Primary Childrens. So the kids get to get into scrubs and tour the O.R. and the hospital and watch a video and play with toy surgery instruments and stuff. I'm excited for that, so is Remy. They say it's routine and easy but being a mom...I'm still worried. They say the dangerous part is the anesthesia for kids. I work in a hospital and have seen bad things go wrong with anesthesia...so maybe I'm just being over worried. I know things will work out... I'm just glad we will get it taken care of before anything happens in an emergency kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am supposed to start this Friday coming up (20th) I'm hoping, of course, that I don't! I looked at a due date calculator and if I am prego, according to the date of my last menstrual period I would be due OCTOBER 30th! MY BDAY! That would be the BEST bday present ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well...better get a few last things done before I have to leave. Still about an  hour and 15 before I get to leave this place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-9109504579573001259?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/9109504579573001259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=9109504579573001259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/9109504579573001259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/9109504579573001259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/02/vd.html' title='VD'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-4349052033016736337</id><published>2009-02-08T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:00:38.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Working weekends is such a drag! Especially Sunday's! It's just so slow. No surgery's except for emergency one's. The E.R. is usually pretty quiet too since people aren't usually out and about getting hurt and all. So...I'm just sitting here surfing the net and I have run out of things to look for and at.&lt;br /&gt;So dance class Wednesday night's is so much fun. I love dancing. The dance we are learning now is pretty hard and VERY fast. The moves we do are like on half beats. So it's really fast. I'm so glad that Julie is in that class with me. I know a couple of girls there from high school but other then that I don't know anyone. But they ALL know eachother. So...it's been a little hard getting myself comfy, but the dancing is really what I want to do. I found out that the non stop dancing we do for an hour burns like 430 calories! Crazy huh? So that's nice. See...I'm so bored I don't even know what to write about...I'm talking about dancing calories!&lt;br /&gt;Mike is at his parents right now celebrating his mom's bday. I wish so bad I could be there. :( I hate missing family things. He just texted me and told me he feels naked without me there. :) I love that man.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to be bringing his boys here in July. He plans on leaving on the 3rd of July and bringing them back on July 4th and keeping them for 1-2 weeks. Depending on what we can do for days off. I'm pretty excited. We had so much fun last time we came but it was harder to keep them entertained all day inside the house cause it was winter. This time with summer we can do ton's more outdoor things. Like swimming and hiking and the park and stuff. I want to take them to the zoo and maybe even to lagoon. I just want to do so much with them. I never thought myself to be a step mom, but I really think it's cool. All I want is for them to like me. :) Mike's ex wife Deanna told me that If she could pick a step mom for her boys it would be me...so that made me feel good. Mike misses them so much every day. I can't imagine what any person goes through when they can't see their kids very much. I can't wait for the day they are both over the age of 8 and they can fly here with connecting flights on there own. We will see them much more often then. It's pretty pricey to go there or have Mike go get them and bring them back. Remington is WAY excited. He always talks about his step brothers. And McHailee was so little last time they were here...but we have pics of them and she knows which one is Mikey and which one is Camden. And she talks to them on the phone so it's cute. When Remington prays at night, he usually says "and please let my step brothers Mikey and Camden come to see us" or "please bless Mikey and Camden that they are sleeping good". It's so cute. Hopefully by then we will have a car that seat's enough. Last time they were here my Emmie  and Dave let us borrow their NEW truck! Now that is friendship and trust! I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Emmie's baby shower went great! Everything turned out better then I thought it would. I always get so nervous. She loved it though. And way more people showed up then she thought would, that's always nice. She got all kinds of stuff for MaryJane. SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...guess I better go tidy up the pharmacy...I'm off at 7:00 ish...only one more stinkin' hour. Then back tomorrow at 7 am. YEAH! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-4349052033016736337?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/4349052033016736337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=4349052033016736337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4349052033016736337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4349052033016736337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/02/working-weekends-is-such-drag.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-3199545963325103296</id><published>2009-02-05T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:50:14.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So when Reminton was about a year and a half old I had to take him to the hospital for him violantly throwing up for 3 days and not getting better. They did an x-ray of his belly because when the ER doc felt his belly he said it felt bloated...too bloated. So the x-ray showed a bunch of bubbles in his tummy and diagnosed it and treated it with medicine and he was better a day later. BUT...they also found in the x-ray a "supra umbilicle hernia." The dr said it's normal, especially in boys. He said it should just go away but if it doesn't by the age of 2 then I should get it checked again. Well, when he was 2 I checked it as best I could but I didn't feel anything and he never complained of tummy pain or anything so I left it alone. When he was getting ready to go to kindergarten he had a check up that they require. Remington's pediatrician was feeling his tummy...just checking him out...and found the hernia. It had not gone away. The Dr said that usually they go away by 2 but it doesn't seem to be bothering him or hurting him so let's give it more time to go away. So I had no concern. Then he told me that the only time to be concerned is if it's poking out when he is standing or sitting normal. I guess I need to explain how you could see it then. Ok...so you know when  you are laying down and when you go to sit up your belly muscles flex? Well...when Remington would lay down he looked normal, but when sitting up while using his belly muscles, he would have this little bump poke out just above his belly button. Now that little bump is poking out with out flexing. So...time to be concerned. I called and they told me to bring him in. I made an appt for him Tuesday. I have a feeling we will be doing an x-ray. Remington heard me talking to the dr about surgery and he started freaking out. I explained to him that this dr appt is to see what we need to do. I told him IF he had to have surgery we would talk about it and I promised him he would be ok. He seemed to be ok and hasn't mentioned it since. I figure if he does have to go to surgery, I will take him to Primary childrens. They have like a class you can take your child to before surgery so they can learn all about it and play with all the things they will use and stuff like that. Meet the Dr and learn stuff. I'm hoping  he won't need it, but I'd also rather get it out now then have it cause problems later. So I will keep you updated on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So, still no baby yet. I started taking CLOMID. It's a fertility pill. I'm taking the lowest dose...just to see how it works. I also have to test my ovulation. I am ovulating...so thats a good sign. Hopefully this will help the process out. It's weird to think that if we would have gotten pregnant back when we started trying...I could have a new born by now! :) But I know things will happen when they should. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I am throwing Emmie a shower this Saturday. I'm so excited! Chocolate fountains and PINK stuff! YEAH! I got her the cutest stuff for a present. Shopping for girls is so fun...but it gets scary cause you ALWAYS want to buy stuff. When I'm at the store I always seem to want to get McHailee clothes and shoes more then Remington. With Remington it's always like games and stuff cause that's what we do together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've been thinking that with this next baby...I want to keep the sex of the baby secret. Like I don't want to know. Cause I have both boys and a girl...so...it might be kinda fun. Although, if it's a boy, I'm kinda screwed. I have NO boy things. I kept nothing of Remingtons... #1 because I never wanted any more kids and #2 cause I had no way of taking all his stuff anyway with all the moving I did. My mother in law says she thinks that if it is a boy, I should have a shower. But I'd feel kinda stupid. People thinking..."umm...she already has kids, why is she having a shower??" I just don't want people to think they have to buy stuff for me after I have kids. I don't know...ya know? I guess we will see how things go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I will write more later. I'm pretty proud of myself for writing 2 days in a row! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-3199545963325103296?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/3199545963325103296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=3199545963325103296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3199545963325103296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3199545963325103296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-when-reminton-was-about-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-4289320718811870781</id><published>2009-02-04T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:09:46.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yep....that's me. SLACKER! I seem to say that every time I write on here...cause I never write on here! All my friends are so good about getting on and writing. Me...not so much. Which is probably why I have 3 or 4 journals that start out with me writing religiously for a week...then I skip a couple days, then it's like a few weeks, then nothing. I've got to work on that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I started a diet a week and 2 days ago. Lost 6 lbs in the first week. I basically just have to keep myself at 1200 calories or less per day and keep it healthy by eating 6 times a day. Which means small portions. Did I say small? Yes small. It's not as hard as I thought it would be. I'm really not a snacky person during the day. I get pretty busy so it's easy to not snack. It's at night when Mikey and I are snuggled watching movies...that's when the snacky feeling comes up! Luckily, Mikey is the one who started the diet thing. He is actually doing NUTRISYSTEM. They send him food and all the rules about his eating and exercising. He is doing so good. So far in 2 weeks he has lost 10 lbs. But I can see his weight loss already. And his clothes are fitting looser. I'm very proud of him! So I will TRY to keep up to date on this thing to let you all know of my progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dang it...got busy at work. Have to write again tomorrow! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-4289320718811870781?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/4289320718811870781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=4289320718811870781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4289320718811870781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4289320718811870781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/02/slacker.html' title='slacker'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-5564498772353309111</id><published>2009-01-05T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:06:45.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009!</title><content type='html'>What a way to start the new year...a University Of Utah Football 13 and 0 winning streak! Wow! The bowl game was amazing. We had a party at our house and it was totally worth it. I cannot beleive how amazing it all was. I cannot wait for the new season to start already...we got our season tickets a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;        So Christmas was so much fun. Our family gift from Santa was a Wii fit. So ya know how on the wii  you get to make your wii person? Well, I guess I was a little too generous on how "big" I made mine. The wii fit takes your height and weight and makes it the "real" you. Mine happened to get bigger...sad huh? lol. It also told me I was over weight...only by like 8 lbs or something, but that's still sucky. I know I need to lose some weight...but man...to hear it from a game? That's rough! I'm starting a dance class with Julie on Wed nights starting this wed. So that will help. I think I gained 5 or so lbs this holiday season. Dang all that delicious food. The kids had such a good Christmas. They were so cute. McHailee got sick Christmas Eve and was very sick Christmas day and the day after. But she still posed for pics and tried to be a good sport. Her big gift was a 4 wheeler power wheel thing. She wouldn't get off of it. Remington's was a computer that plugs into the T.V. He loves it. It has a mouse and a keyboard and everything. Mike got a really nice paintball gun, new skis, and lot's of U of U stuff. And other things too. I loved my Christmas. Mike tends to spoil me when it's present giving time! :) He is adorable! Our family Christmas Eve party was a blast. I love Mike's family. They are all so cute and loving. We had my family over on Christmas day. We do a family breakfast. Wow do I have a lot of neices and nephews! So that was Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;        Mike and I got to go to Kanab again this year for his work. He had to do an inventory count check at Stampin Up. It was fun...but very tiring. 2 days of just driving. There and back. But the hotel we stay in is so cute and has an amazing breakfast. We stopped in Cedar City on the way home and planned to be there only an hour...ended up being 4. Mike had to stop there to do a check at an apartment complex...one hour turned to 4. It was rought trying to find things to do with a 6 year old and 2 year old for 4 hours. But we made it through. We got home around 7:30 and had people showing up at our house for New Years Eve around 8. We had so many snacks and junk food! (maybe that's where most the lbs came from.) :) We played games and just hung out all night. At midnight I got to kiss the love of my life! :) I love starting the new year with him every year! Then we did some illegal fireworks! That was so fun. McHailee was asleep...I'm surprised it didn't wake her up. We were pretty loud.&lt;br /&gt;        Mike and I also went to Solitude for him to ski and me to snowboard. I had so much fun. We bought a ten time pass and used 5 runs on one day and the other 5 runs this last Saturday. I'm still recovering from the time 2 days ago. Mike decided to take me on the blue runs. I have only been on the greenie runs. But I did it and it was fun. I fell quite a bit but not like I did the week before. My calves get so tired. The burn!! the burn!! lol. But I was really getting the hang of it. Mike is so funny. He skiis pretty good. He does jumps and everything. But all done for the year, now Mike is gone for about 4 months. Bye baby! :*(    Well...let me explain...he isn't like going anywhere...but January to the end of April it's like I'm a single woman. (but still taken lol) As an auditor/accountant at a public accounting firm they have whats called a "busy season" and by busy I mean Monday through Saturday 12-14 hour work days for 4 months. And if you think that is bad...he also still has school. So this morning I texted him and told him I loved him and see him in a few months. :) He laughed. So...to all my friends...it's girls nights for 4 months. lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;        Wow I have had a lot to say huh? I need to post more often...like I always say.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-5564498772353309111?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/5564498772353309111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=5564498772353309111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/5564498772353309111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/5564498772353309111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009!'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-6513444430732780004</id><published>2008-12-14T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:40:07.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me...catching up on posting again...</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's been a month since I posted yet again. I am terrible at this. So I figured I'd give another update of what's been going on. :)&lt;br /&gt;I got my results back from my Dr. I got very impatient so I called and they finally had my results in. I talked to my Dr. directly. He told me that the cells came back normal! I was shocked...and apparantly so was he. With the last 2 showing at the stages they were. He and I were both sure it would have either been the same or advanced to me needing another procedure. But I'm definitely not questioning it. This was the first time it's been normal since before I had McHailee! So for now I'm happy knowing I'm living pre-cancer or cancer free! :) YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really big has happened. Just working tons and getting ready for Christmas. We had a christmas party with a bunch of our friends on Friday night. It was so much fun. We just decided that instead of everyone trying to scrape together money to buy us something and us buy them something, we should all just get together and celebrate for a night. Saved all of us a lot of money. I just figure, Mike and I really don't want presents from our friends, they need the money for their families and others. I got the idea from Erica. Her and Tony and Mike and I decided not to get anything for eachother, that we would just go to dinner or something...that's when I thought of the get together instead of anyone having to buy us a present. I think having everyone over was the best present yet! :)&lt;br /&gt;I have been very emotional lately. (not that it's different from how I normally am...I'm kind of a crier like my grandma Iris) I don't know if it's the not being able to get pregnant or not. I know it's supposed to happen when it's supposed to happen. It's just so disappointing every month when I find that I'm not. It's crazy how I didn't want any more kids and now all I think about is having another baby. 6 months of trying and nothing. This is month 7. I never thought I would be that girl that tries that long. Trying for McHailee was 3 months. And with Remington it was obviously quick... :). Anyway, I'll keep you updated on that.&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you how amazing my husband is? How is it that I got so lucky? Have you ever seen a movie, and there's a guy in it that always says the right thing and is super romantic, always always makes you laugh, makes sure you KNOW that you are beautiful and are his only love and always will be, and you never EVER have to worry about anything with him? Or when that song comes on the radio and it's a male singer that is singing about a woman or telling a love story about a woman he loves and cherish's? And all you think is "wow I wish a guy would be like that with me!" Or "How come I can't find a guy like that?" And then everyone tells you that guys like that don't exist...that life isn't a movie or a fairy tale? I was that girl 4 and a half years ago. Then my Mikey came into my life and changed everything I ever thought about anything. I can be in old baggy jammies and a t-shirt, no makeup, hair all frazzled, and any other little not so cute moment...and all I hear from Mike is how lucky he is that I am his wife and he get's to look at my beautiful face forever and ever. We will just be snuggling on the couch and he will just squeeze me really tight out of nowhere and sigh...I will be like "what?" And he gives me that look. He looks me right in the eye and tells me "I just love you so much. You are so perfect for me, how did I get so lucky that you are my wife?" I just melt. He is so romantic and thoughtful. He always ALWAYS opens my door. Usually stuff like that fades ya know? And I love how nice he is to EVERYONE. I honestly don't think he has 1 enemy. When we go anywhere he is always the one to get a crowd laughing. If I ever go anywhere withough him people ask me where Mike is and say that they are sad he didn't come cause they love just being around him. He is just so amazing and I am the lucky one! Anyway, just had to rant about that for a second! :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to work. I will write more soon when I figure out what else to write about! Maybe even later today, it's super slow at work today. Sunday's are like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-6513444430732780004?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/6513444430732780004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=6513444430732780004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/6513444430732780004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/6513444430732780004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/12/mecatching-up-on-posting-again.html' title='Me...catching up on posting again...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-913250843042474278</id><published>2008-11-16T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:23:46.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just posting since it's been a month...</title><content type='html'>Here I am at work...another long 12 hour shift. Day 7 of my 8 day work week. I am really looking forward to my 3 days off after Monday. Except for Wednesday. I have to go to my OBGYN for another check up. They have to check to see if the pre-cancerous cells have grown. I hate it cause they can't tell you right there...I just have to sit and wait a week or so...in wonder!&lt;br /&gt;Alot has gone on since my last post of the car wreckage! My birthday...which was awesome! I got to celebrate with friends and family on a couple of nights of dinner. On my actual bday, I had some kind of a 24 hour flu bug. So, I didnt get to eat the yummy free dessert at chilis that they give you for your bday...or my favorite meal...OR my favorite chips and salsa. Nope! I was too busy throwing up! :) It's ok though. I had a ton of friends and family there and that's all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Denver, Colorado. My present to Mike for fathers day were tickets to a Denver Broncos game. So we went Nov 2nd with Erica and Anthony. It was so much fun! Our very first pro football game. Even though they lost...it was still super fun.&lt;br /&gt;We also got free tickets to a jazz game. Coach Sloan's 1000th win! We sat 9th row from the floor! Wow was that amazing! My first experience! Thanks to my work! :)&lt;br /&gt;Other then all that...nothing much! :) Just been working and hanging out with some awesome friends. Mike got me rock band for the wii. We have SO much fun playing! I was most looking forward to the singing part...but I've come pretty close to the drums! I didn't think I'd be that good, but...I am! :) I even got Mike to sing...and he hates singing in public! He has such a great voice, but he doesn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I are still trying to get pregnant. We are now on month 5 of trying. I will explain my worry of acheiving the pregnancy later...I have to go count some pills! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-913250843042474278?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/913250843042474278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=913250843042474278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/913250843042474278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/913250843042474278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-posting-since-its-been-month.html' title='Just posting since it&apos;s been a month...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-3343463324915494500</id><published>2008-10-19T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:52:31.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My icky Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06gyBbDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ifneukQS3W8/s1600-h/img181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260192175861361714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06gyBbDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ifneukQS3W8/s320/img181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06T1rNxI/AAAAAAAAABc/wwd3s6fRE98/s1600-h/img180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260192172387022610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06T1rNxI/AAAAAAAAABc/wwd3s6fRE98/s320/img180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06EQgq7I/AAAAAAAAABU/vGyStcKd12Q/s1600-h/img178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260192168204610482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06EQgq7I/AAAAAAAAABU/vGyStcKd12Q/s320/img178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06Nnjg2I/AAAAAAAAABM/G4eKemJzRiw/s1600-h/img177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260192170717184866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06Nnjg2I/AAAAAAAAABM/G4eKemJzRiw/s320/img177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dubbed Friday the worst day I've had in a long time. I am not a call in to work when I am sick kinda girl, I never have been. I just like working. Well Friday morning when I woke up, not only could I not talk, but when I tried to swallow, it felt like I had to force anything I tried to drink around a rock sitting in my throat and little rocks on the way down. I had this huge headache and my body was sore. Mikey said I needed to stay home and rest so I called in. He took the kids to the sitters like normal so I could just rest and not have to take care of them. Well, I tried to sleep as much as I could but I kept getting woken up with the guys who come take care of our yard. The lawnmower, the bush trimmer or whatever, weed wacker...you name it, they used it to keep me awake. So I finally just got up and took a hot steamy shower to try and clear out my sinuses. It helped a little. I got ready and went to get the kids cause Mikki had her 2 year immunizations appointment.&lt;br /&gt;The appointment took a lot longer then expected because the pediatrician that we go to has a big connection with Mikki. She was his very first patient as a Dr. and when we go there he freaks out. He has to take her around and show her off to everyone. It's cute. We finally got done there and headed out from the clinic. Mike and his mom and sister were having lunch at Mike's brother's restaraunt "Granato's" and told us to come too. So we headed that way. I'm driving in the far right lane with a car in front of me and no one in front of that car. The light in front of us go's red and there is about 10 car lengths or more between the car in front of me and the red light. So we both start slowing down for it. I had quickly turned my head to console Mikki cause she was still upset about her shots. I swear it was for like a second...and besides I was slowing down for the light and I knew how far I had until I needed to stop. I've been driving for almost 10 years...I know how to sense when to stop. Well...this freaking lady in the car in front of me all of a sudden STOPS to let some guy in that was turning out of an apartment complex...still way far from the light. WHO DOES THAT when no one is in front of you??? So...I slammed on my breaks as quick as I could, but I still rear ended her. GRR! I was so scared and so upset. Mikki started screaming and Remy was like..."what the heck mom? That was so crazy!" So, I pulled into the apartment complex and so did the lady. She came over...I asked if she was ok and was apologizing up and down and she didn't answer, she just barked at me for my insurance. So I grabbed it and she yanked it from me and threw hers at me. I started writing it down and then she came over and was like, "did you call the cops?" I said, "not yet, I'm so sorry. I've never been in an accident before and I was really shaken and not quite sure what to do." She then said "oh you just don't think this is something the cops should be called for?" Totally snotty. She she just turned around and got on her phone. I was terrified. She came back after she got off the phone and told me the cops were on their way. I kept apologizing and she just said "I've been waiting 2 weeks to wash my car and JUST got it done. So much for that car wash huh? And...I just got my nails done last night...and just broke one." I again kept apologizing. She asked "what happened anyway?" So I began to explain it to her and she said..."well sometimes you just have to let a kid cry!" I was so furious by this time. All she had done was make snotty remarks at me! GRR. A cop finally showed up and apparantly it wasn't his jurisdiction so he started us on paper work, called another cop and left us waiting again. After we both did our paper work and the cop came he made us wait to do all his stuff and take pics. She then tried to small talk with me about work. I was ver short with her, and I think I had every right to be. Then...she popped off again..."well, now I can't go grocery shopping...cause you know, my car will be in the shop all weekend." Ok...so she's going to starve because I dented her trunk? I was so upset I was shaking like crazy! The cop finally came over and gave us our things and pulled me to the side. He was VERY sympathetic towards the situation and actually apologized for having to give me a ticket for the accident. He read both of our statements and agreed that she was in the wrong for doing what she did...he said "who does that?" I was like " I KNOW!!" But...law being law...if you look at it in any other way, I was "following too close" so I got the ticket. Needless to say, I was occupied for about 2 and a half hours and missed lunch. Oh...I forgot to mention that after we wrecked and she came over to bark at me...my stomach was so upset I threw up on the side of the road. And I hadnt eaten all day cause of the lump in my throat. Anyway...so yes...I did dub that day the worst day! Me and the kids are fine and that's really all that matters right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-3343463324915494500?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/3343463324915494500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=3343463324915494500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3343463324915494500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3343463324915494500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-icky-friday.html' title='My icky Friday...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_06gyBbDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ifneukQS3W8/s72-c/img181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-7680632017571422099</id><published>2008-10-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:37:35.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom's bday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_xCyR0FCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1Z9TcIawME/s1600-h/IMG_5395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260187919950550050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_xCyR0FCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1Z9TcIawME/s320/IMG_5395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_wngd4mHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8WlSMrVfOF0/s1600-h/IMG_5367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260187451312871538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_wngd4mHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8WlSMrVfOF0/s320/IMG_5367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom just turned 59! I can't beleive it. I remember when my grandma was 59! How time flies. Now not everyone knows but I didn't live with my mom growing up. I lived with my grandma from 3 til she was in the hospital at almost 16. My mom and I were never "close". It wasn't until I was 18 when we really started to hang out and get close. It's gotten better since then. I love her. :)&lt;br /&gt;It was her birthday Oct 15th which was a Wednesday. My mom is a karaoke D.J. (yes I said D.J....my 59 year old mom!) at different clubs on weekends and the same one on Wednesday's called the Barbary Coast. So, she had to work on her birthday this year. My brothers were both out of town for their jobs, my sister was hunting with her boyfriend, and I had my kids cause Mikey was at school. So my mom was feeling pretty bummed out that no one could be there to celebrate with her. So...I got Jen to baby sit for me and quickly pulled together a party. I was pretty happy with how it all went. I texted Crystal to see if she could maybe throw a cake together for my mom...if you don't know about Crystal and her amazing cakes...well, they are AMAZING. She said she could see what she could throw together. I then invited everyone I knew to come make my mom feel special on her day! Some couldn't come and it was totally ok. I know all of my friends would have been there if they could. So, Crystal, Emmie, Megan, Dave, Dianna, and Mikey (after he got out of school) all showed up! My mom had no idea and could not stop smiling. And when Crystal walked in with a cake...that she personally made just for my mom, my mom was extatic! She couldn't beleive that my friends cared so much to come for just her. I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;We all had such a great time taking a million pics and laughing at my mom being so silly. She may have had some shots...may have. :) I sang alot! I couldn't get anyone to sing with me...maybe next time huh? Speaking of shots. I did have one with my mom just for her birthday! Yep...Jaime had a shot....of coca cola! :) It was funny. You should have seen the coctail waitress's face when Scotty (my mom's Karaoke partner) ordered me a shot of just coke. So funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone stayed until midnight and we had a such a blast. My mom had her last shot and it toppled her over. So Mike and I drove her home. I drove my mom's car and he followed. She started crying when we got in the car. She was so happy and couldn't thank me enough for doing all that for her. And made sure I told my friends how much it meant to her. Thank you so much guys! I will post pics Tuesday when I have the day off. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-7680632017571422099?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/7680632017571422099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=7680632017571422099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7680632017571422099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7680632017571422099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-moms-bday.html' title='My mom&apos;s bday....'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SP_xCyR0FCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1Z9TcIawME/s72-c/IMG_5395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-1033053389211716062</id><published>2008-10-16T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:35:10.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeeeeeeepy!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my mommy lastnight. 59 years old and still dancing and singing about. I'm at work so I just wanted to post really fast. Mostly to say that I will have more pics from our girls night out up soon. I have alot! And that I am super ooper duper sleepy from partying for my mom's bday and having to drive that silly woman home after maybe...one too many. :) I will put up some pics and tell you all about it later. I'm sleepy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-1033053389211716062?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/1033053389211716062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=1033053389211716062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/1033053389211716062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/1033053389211716062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleeeeeeeepy.html' title='sleeeeeeeepy!'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-3765509014683815882</id><published>2008-10-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:14:42.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night...woot woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZz9a9oJuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHt8g9w_o7Q/s1600-h/IMG_5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257517114048653026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZz9a9oJuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHt8g9w_o7Q/s320/IMG_5329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZx4yLELpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hbi9Yd97Rxk/s1600-h/IMG_5309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514835356429970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZx4yLELpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hbi9Yd97Rxk/s320/IMG_5309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmie, Annie, Whitney, Marissa, ME, and Brandy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZxmll-3iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AZET2gvCVFQ/s1600-h/IMG_5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514522742021666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZxmll-3iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AZET2gvCVFQ/s320/IMG_5310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZvwTmuJLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qCCPQECTE44/s1600-h/IMG_5308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257512490688718002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZvwTmuJLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qCCPQECTE44/s320/IMG_5308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep...here it is...I like to call this one "8 seconds!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would be the cowboy who was inconspicuously winking at Annie...she won't admit it, but I think she liked it! Lol, just kidding Annie! This "Rascal Flatt", thought he should be a part of our pics at dinner and I thought he should be in a barn cuddling with some sheep but since I assumed he'd just got done doing that(which is why he was so hungry) I let him get in on a few pics! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we started our night at Chilis...where there were some fun pics taken of us girls...I warned Marissa that I was going to post the pic of the wasted styrofome that she just HAD to have but didn't use...here it is folks...and as you can tell she really didnt' care...she was "peace-ing" the wasting! lol. just kidding!!! Love you Mo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, after some dinner and laughter and music (provided by my lovely chip tambourine-ing) we headed back to my house to drop Brandy off so she could get home to her beautiful new baby girl! We missed her the rest of the night. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then took a vote on bowling! That's right bowling! Where I seemed to get my very first score under 100 since I was like 9 years old. I've been on a bowling league every year since I was 8 years old and haven't been on one since I met Mikey. Too busy! :) Well, it showed! Oh well, I was goofing off so much that I don't even think I was paying attention to bowling! Ok Ok, so before I get into the bowling, we knew we were going back to my house after bowling so we wanted some snacks. Where else can you go and get everything you need plus be complete weirdo's and not get judged cause you fit right in? WALLY WORLD....or better known as Wal Mart! We got candy GALORE! MMM! I was so excited to get candy...I even did a jig! (althought the in the pic you can't quite make out that that's what I was doing!lol) We may have then...stumbled upon...well, some hunting hats...and well....I may have...or not...ok I did...put one on...and then Whit may have talked me into putting on a carhart jumpsuit thingy...and there may have been some pics...not really sure...ok I'm sure...there were pics...but I wasn't in them...ok I was in them a little...but just my foot...ok not just my foot...there was my face too...and maybe my body...but I wasn't wearing the hat...oh wait I already told you I was wearing the hat...dang it! :) Well...after that fun little pictures for bribery were made. Annie decided she wanted some slippers. And being the cute little shrimp she is, her wee little toes fit in all kinds of little girl slippers. It was hilarious! But we convinced her that not all of us have dwarf feet and so we settled on some cute furry boot slippers that we all got and each with a different color! So cute! We wore them the rest of the night. Ok, one more wal mart story, then I'll be done...promise! Annie and Emmie were several feet away and were looking so cute, so I wanted to take a pic of them. I was holding the camera all ready and a lady walked in front of me and apologized for getting in the way. So...(now that my hubby has got me in to quick comebacks) I said...."oh, it's ok! I don't even know them!" The lady was pretty creeped out! It was so funny! I think so funny that Whitney had gotten the hiccups...which apparantly she gets when she laughs really hard. She had them all night so you know we had fun! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, enough of wally world. We got to the bowling alley and had fun just talking and waiting for our lane. Then the lights went out and the music began! I may have been the only one dancing and shakin' it! :) It was pretty loud and hard to talk in there but I still managed to get some cute pics and probably embarrass all of the girls by yelling out their nick-names that they put on the score board. Dang Marissa wouldn't bowl...Dang you girly! It's ok, I still got to have fun with her...it was like us back in high school...we were always doing silly voices and making fun of eachother. She cracks me up! We got done bowling and waited for Meg's to meet us there. As were were conversing when she got there, I then might have been a little hyper-active...such as...dancing, jumping, welcoming those who came in and thanking those who came out. Yep...greeter! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my house to play a few games and talk. Whit, Marissa, and I had alot to catch up on with people from school. It's pretty cool to hear where people are now and how they are doing. Remembering the good ol' days. Meg's and her sis and cousin left around 11ish and Marissa and Whit left around Midnight or so and Crystal and her mom showed up about 1:00ish. They were at a party that night and were so sweet to stop by on their way home just to say hi. I love them so very much! Emmie and Annie stayed the night. SLEEPOVER! (and sorry boys, no pillow fights...or were there?) lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stayed up until about 3:00 ish and I had to be to my friend Erica and Anthony's house to pick them up to take them to the airport at 4:00. Needless to say I slept for about 1/2 hour on and off. I was pretty tired Sunday. Annie got up and left around 9 and Emmie and I had a wonderful gourmet breakfast of some sweet eggo waffles! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all it was one of the best girls nights ever! I love being with girls that I can be myself...and myself is pretty crazy! Why not have fun. I have the best life with my family and my friends and I'm not going to regret not living that life with them to it's fullest! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZz9a9oJuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHt8g9w_o7Q/s1600-h/IMG_5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZz9a9oJuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHt8g9w_o7Q/s1600-h/IMG_5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-3765509014683815882?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/3765509014683815882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=3765509014683815882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3765509014683815882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/3765509014683815882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/10/girls-nightwoot-woot.html' title='Girls night...woot woot!'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buW1nchfeds/SPZz9a9oJuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bHt8g9w_o7Q/s72-c/IMG_5329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-7874883213614633229</id><published>2008-10-03T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:01:39.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging....</title><content type='html'>So, my lovely friend Julie H....(love you!) convinced me that people actually read your blog when you write one! :) So, since it's been over a month since I have written, I figured I'd better start writing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super tired this morning. Mike and I went to the U of U football game lastnight against Oregon Stute U. It was the most intense game ever! I'm now reaping the consequences of a sore sore throat from screaming so much. We won though...last 2 minutes...but we won. That brings me to something kinda funny....&lt;br /&gt;I decided last night that being a wife and a mom and doing the whole family and work and grown up life has made me old. :) Mike is a student at the U so we get an awesome price on student tickets as long as we sit in the student section. Well, back in high school, I remember going to games and being all crazy with friends and not sitting where our tickets were and just piling in and not even paying attention to the game. It was more a...social event. :) Well...I know now I am old! The student section at the U of U is just like high school. We have assigned seats on the bleachers but NOBODY sits where they are assigned. We have people just piling in and standing wherever. Oh...and...we don't sit the WHOLE game!! The student section is on their feet! Yep! Standing and doing 3rd down jumps for 4 hours!!! I mean, it's fun...but man am I tired at the end of the night. I'm standing there telling Mike how bad my back hurts and feet...and he is doing the same...and I find myself getting all irritated with the drunkies who are in our section that push all of us to where we arent' even in our seats anymore. Back in the day I would have been so into it. It's just so funny to see how much I've grown up and how "old" I am. Oh and you can bet Mike makes fun of me for being that way...he's like "aww...is somebody getting old??" What a brat! I still have a super blast at the games though! Especially watching my undefeated Utes beat a team last night that beat the #1 team! WOOT WOOT! :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I work at 12:30 today so I have some stuff to do before work...&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and I'm supposed to start my "cycle" today....the day I find out if all that "hard work" has made a baby in my belly! LOL! :) Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-7874883213614633229?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/7874883213614633229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=7874883213614633229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7874883213614633229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7874883213614633229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging.html' title='Blogging....'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-7636315389431919021</id><published>2008-08-29T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:01:30.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working all weekend...</title><content type='html'>It's my weekend here at the good ol' Alta View! It's cool though cause I get to work with my Erica! Talking about her wedding the whole time will be the best! I love weddings! Speaking of weddings. My 3 year anniversary is coming up in a month! WOW 3 years!! I sure do love my Mikey! I'm going to miss him all weekend while I'm working! I'm missing alot this weekend seeing as it's the HOLIDAY!!! At least I have Monday off. Then Mikki's birthday party is Tuesday the 2nd. She is going to be 2 already! I'm so excited! Anyway, I'm ranting. Just thought I'd post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-7636315389431919021?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/7636315389431919021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=7636315389431919021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7636315389431919021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/7636315389431919021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/08/working-all-weekend.html' title='Working all weekend...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5862620001494990986.post-4860850968845427967</id><published>2008-06-27T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:02:45.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new blogspot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well...I finally did it. Made us a blogspot! I am just barely learning how to do all this, so give me some time to put up pics and posts. Wish me luck! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5862620001494990986-4860850968845427967?l=mjjeppson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/feeds/4860850968845427967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5862620001494990986&amp;postID=4860850968845427967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4860850968845427967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5862620001494990986/posts/default/4860850968845427967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjjeppson.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-new-blogspot.html' title='Our new blogspot...'/><author><name>Mike and Jaime Jeppson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03913237620130027083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
