<?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-6790977472419289283</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:20:05.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emmajames</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-3716867779717719043</id><published>2010-06-17T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:43:28.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official!!! I sucks at blogging</title><content type='html'>Been gone a while but I will be updating in the next few days.  Many changes, some good some bad but mostly necessary......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-3716867779717719043?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3716867779717719043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=3716867779717719043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3716867779717719043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3716867779717719043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-official-i-sucks-at-blogging.html' title='It&apos;s official!!! I sucks at blogging'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-7635845314017942670</id><published>2010-02-15T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:01:43.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the concert....</title><content type='html'>So after the concert we came home to my grandmas house in Mexicali.  It was a pretty uneventful drive....if we don't count the fight Yeya and I had.  Yes, I fought with an 11 year old.  I am not beneath  fighting with youngsters.  She was tryign to tell her mom something and since my aunt wasn't paying attention to her I answered her questin and she kept asking ym aunt and ignoring my answer so I called her out and she tried saying she wasn't being a rude ass....she was dunski.  We went back and forth and I kept talking over her and finally told her "You know what, you're right DONT talk to me!"  Aahhhh the advantages of being a grown up.  Everyone was quiet for a long time until Chris spoke up "I don't know WHAT happened there! I just know Yeya finally met someone she can't step all over"  UH-DUH!!! Girlfriend knew better.  Shes a mini-me, everything she knows she learned from me.  So we got to my Nanas and Andrew was there, he's the surrogate grandchild.  That's him in the video being Michael Jackson...and excuse the woooooss, I was drinking heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="678" height="277" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-574a6671ef291255" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D574a6671ef291255%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44238EDA73A7B342FF908B677DB5EA67F9B1631C.64541694E52152FF45F0B287E67BD1ADD8D681EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D574a6671ef291255%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY4udFOa9Q2zr69lytUp6fEnNTHk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="678" height="277" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D574a6671ef291255%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44238EDA73A7B342FF908B677DB5EA67F9B1631C.64541694E52152FF45F0B287E67BD1ADD8D681EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D574a6671ef291255%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY4udFOa9Q2zr69lytUp6fEnNTHk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-7635845314017942670?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7635845314017942670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=7635845314017942670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/7635845314017942670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/7635845314017942670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/02/after-concert.html' title='After the concert....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-1462426689592125003</id><published>2010-02-13T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:02:59.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!!!</title><content type='html'>So I'm still sick and not only am I itching to get back to the gym but I'm DYING to get out on the sand!!!  It rained a few days ago and I can almost feel the crisp, firm sand.  I just want to take my truck out!!! She's almost beggin' me to:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-1462426689592125003?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1462426689592125003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=1462426689592125003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/1462426689592125003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/1462426689592125003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/02/wtf.html' title='WTF!!!'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-2288510980563351725</id><published>2010-02-09T14:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:22:10.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick....</title><content type='html'>I've been sick since Friday:(  Friday I worked out and then hopped in the car and headed to Miramar.  My friend deputy mike thinks I'm funny cause i'll be like "I'll be back in a little bit" and then when we talk again..I went to Miramar and back.  So I picked up my brother Al who is a Marine stationed at MCAS Miramar.  We both had bdays this week so he was coming home for the wkend.  He brought his friend Joe who I call Chris-Beat-Her-Down-Brown.  He's a nice kid.  Since I was sick I didn't get to participate in anything.  There was Supercross this wkend as well and since I was sick and it was raining it was best I parked my bum at home.  I missed EVERYTHING.  This was supposed to be my longest bender....Bday wkend, Supercross, Super Bowl (which btw my SAINTS WON!!!!! I'm wearing my Saints gear every day for the next 2 wks I decided) and Mardi Gras is on it's way....damn!!  I get to do nothing but lay in bed with my box of tissues and meds.  It's Tuesday and I'm still sick.  Didn't get to go to work today because I'm so sick.  I finally went to the dr today and got antibiotics and anti-inflamatory meds in hopes that I can be well in the next few days.  I haven't been able to go to the gym since Friday and it's driving me nuts.  I'm itching to get back even though I know that i'm prob gonna suck because I've been away for a few.  Not happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-2288510980563351725?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2288510980563351725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=2288510980563351725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/2288510980563351725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/2288510980563351725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick.html' title='Sick....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-3578554735664428376</id><published>2010-02-05T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:31:12.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney 09/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xhFhD8YiI/AAAAAAAAADM/zyzJ5DmriHM/s1600-h/DSCN0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434825597731496482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xhFhD8YiI/AAAAAAAAADM/zyzJ5DmriHM/s320/DSCN0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Yeya outside of the Staples Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xfnrRv2ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/wshNGl4dD9k/s1600-h/DSCN0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434823985566046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xfnrRv2ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/wshNGl4dD9k/s320/DSCN0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               This is the only picture we got all the other ones are videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in LA I a lot of hanging out. I became the designated carpool driver for 6 kids to get them to and from school. I thought I was a badass once I got the hang of my routine. While thekids were at school and my aunt was at work I hung out at Borders, Nordstrom (which was the mistake of the century) where I got lots of goodies and got to see Bryan go to boxing practice where I saw him beat the begeezus out of a 19 year old (Bryan is only 14) . At the end of the week I took Yeya aka Andrea to the Britney Spears concert. We had a blast. We walked in and saw a bunch of people dressed up as Britney from different videos. We hit up the souvenier stands and I got her a tshirt and other assorted stuff. We also hit up the snack bar right before we took our seats and WOWSERS!!!! 1 beer, 2 bottles of water and 1 caramel apple ran me $38. As I handed her the caramel apple I told her she had to make it last all night cause we weren't coming back! Then about half ways through the show I saw her drinking water and I told her she'd better not drink so much because I was NOT taking her to the bathroom. It was a mission and a half to get to our seats. We had a great time though. We saw Jordin Sparks and Christina DeBarge and then Britney came on.  She loves it when I come because then she gets to ditch school.  We got back from the concert so late she didn't go to school the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-3578554735664428376?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3578554735664428376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=3578554735664428376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3578554735664428376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3578554735664428376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/02/britney-092009.html' title='Britney 09/2009'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xhFhD8YiI/AAAAAAAAADM/zyzJ5DmriHM/s72-c/DSCN0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-5616028361117334725</id><published>2010-02-01T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:56:06.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2009 &amp; yes they are 100% natural....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2fJLTRQJ1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/boHFWGn0bbg/s1600-h/DSCN0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433532671434172242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2fJLTRQJ1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/boHFWGn0bbg/s320/DSCN0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2fGG4wUrwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lEmetYH34Vo/s1600-h/DSCN0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433529297062375170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2fGG4wUrwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lEmetYH34Vo/s320/DSCN0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the camping trip James and I drove to Salinas, CA with Elisa and Michael aka BFF/Muffin for cousin Evelyns wedding. It was great. We got to dress up and hang out with good peeps and had most amazing hor'dours ever!!!! Dinner was really good too. Actually everything we were served was great. We ate danced and tackled the open bar like there was no tomorrow. We were able to stay at cousin Janettes house which was good because we really like hanging out with her. We went to the wedding on Saturday and BBQd and visited a corn maze where they had these amazing huge pumpkins so James and I took pictures of each other and then we went to a farmers market on Sunday and then on Monday we drove down to LA  where I stayed at my aunt Aves house to spend the week. I took Yeya to the Britney Spears concert at the Staples Center which was a blast!!!&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/6790977472419289283-5616028361117334725?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5616028361117334725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=5616028361117334725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/5616028361117334725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/5616028361117334725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/02/september-2009-yes-they-are-00-natural.html' title='September 2009 &amp; yes they are 100% natural....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2fJLTRQJ1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/boHFWGn0bbg/s72-c/DSCN0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-1741196806044690974</id><published>2010-01-26T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:59:25.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All new stuff!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2e-ocYgW4I/AAAAAAAAACs/EW8cRC1uyq4/s1600-h/DSCN0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433521077468814210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2e-ocYgW4I/AAAAAAAAACs/EW8cRC1uyq4/s320/DSCN0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I suck at this.....Lots of things have happened since. I last wrote about our upcoming camping trip which was great until I freaking fell and slid down some rocks and jacked up my leg big time. It hurst so bad....I didn't cry only because I had my little cousin with me and didn't want to scare her. I went quad shopping only to turn around and buy another car. So now I have my truck which I only use for off road and I now own a small economical (think cheap on gas) Ford Focus Hatchback. It was a great deal, really I couldn't pass it up since I was spending about $500 a month on just gas. My car fills up with only 30 bucks and I'm even excited about tires because they only cost about $40 each as opposed to $300 a piece for my truck which needs 6 because of my two mounts on the back. Long story short.....gas, full coverage insurance, and maintanence still comes to only about $300. Off- road season came and is still here although not for much longer. Went out quite a few times but haven't gone since October cause the last time we went out I went I decided to wreck. It was front end and because of all the steel bars in the front nothing actually happened to the truck other than it burned oil I think because it smelled horrible!! I tried driving it up a canyon wall...key word TRIED!!! It almost rolled. The only reason it didn't was because my front left tire was stuck on a boulder. It was crazy...I had ugly black and blue bruises all over my thighs, stomach, chest (even under my breasts) WTF! and I fractured my right thumb and had a swollen cut lip. I couldn't even get out of my door since the truck was almost on it's side and my friends pulled me out through the window. I was so scared to take off my seat belt because I really thought I was just going to thunk down to the passenger side so they held me until I took it off and then got pulled out. Then I had to have the truck pulled up, out and down from there. The first thing I heard after they got to me was "Dude, you ahve fucking balls to be doing that!!!" I was so mad so I yelled "Oh yeah!!! Well look where my balls got me!!!" I laugh now but I sure wasn't laughing then. Boy was I sore the next day. It seems like everything happened that night. We had a total of about 9 vehicles and were waiting for some to catch up ( I was lead and I drive hard) when I see someone at my window which I already knew was nobody I knew cause we have cb radios and thus don't have a need to get out of the vehicles to talk. I turn slowly and yup this random dude was asking me for water, food, and a ride. He was an illegal alien trekking the desert. I gave him water, some granola bars I had in the truck and DID NOT give him I ride. I told him to go over 2 hills and he'd see lights which was El Centro and he should head there. I was scared out of my mind. Then my friends started to get out of their vehicles to see what was going on and I recalled everyone back in and basically if you know anything about anything in the "illegal desert crossing" then you know that if you find one there are more lurking somewhere. Sure enough when we moved out I went up slightly trying to turn around and I lit up about 40 people. I hauled butt out of there. It was a long eventful night we'd gone out about 8pm were just heading in about 6 am as the sun was rising. I'll wrap it up for today. I'll post pictures soon with everything we've been up to since this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-1741196806044690974?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1741196806044690974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=1741196806044690974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/1741196806044690974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/1741196806044690974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-new-stuff.html' title='All new stuff!!!!'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2e-ocYgW4I/AAAAAAAAACs/EW8cRC1uyq4/s72-c/DSCN0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-8036925755437916357</id><published>2009-08-28T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:34:17.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we're alone now.....</title><content type='html'>and it sucks.  Flako went back to his moms yesterday:(  Everything that could have gone wrong.....did.  We got pulled over on the way there, there was a problem with his flight and then some douched asked me change seats at the gate so that he could plug in his laptop.  Lo mande a la burger.  On the way home we stopped at Hooters, only to find out they now post calorie counts on their menu.....ruined!!!! Hooters has lost it's appeal.  I would much rather NOT know.  I stuck to the bowl of Chili after finding out that my favorite Philly Cheese Steak sandwhich is a whoppoing 985 calories, not including the potatoe salad, pickle, or beverage.  So yeah.  I went into Flakos room this morning before work and it was so SAD!!!!!!  On another front, we're going on our BIG camping trip next weekend, and we're going canoeing and fly-fishing which of course is uber exciting!  Getting new tire on my truck this weekend, which is gonna be great as we all know off-road season starts in October.....can't wait to go sand railing and I've decided I'm getting another quad soon, crossing my fingers I'll have it by Xmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-8036925755437916357?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8036925755437916357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=8036925755437916357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/8036925755437916357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/8036925755437916357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-were-alone-now.html' title='I think we&apos;re alone now.....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-331362605414929563</id><published>2009-08-01T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:16:52.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A birthday and a party....</title><content type='html'>We took this picture before going to our friends 30th birthday party, it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SnSVgnv7nrI/AAAAAAAAACc/dG_5IgT-eIA/s1600-h/DSCN0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SnSVgnv7nrI/AAAAAAAAACc/dG_5IgT-eIA/s320/DSCN0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365077443763478194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             Except for his sisters goofy hat, it was a good picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SnSVAOx7CJI/AAAAAAAAACU/nlc_nBuvttc/s1600-h/DSCN0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SnSVAOx7CJI/AAAAAAAAACU/nlc_nBuvttc/s320/DSCN0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365076887305128082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So we're not excellent singers, but still...  Anyway, Flako turned 9 years old on the 30th and he picked a Wall*E cake.  When I asked him what kind of cake he wanted he said he wanted Sponge Bob so we went in search of a Sponge Bob cake.  When we got to the bakery, they had this half-sheet with a huge Sponge Bob on it and it was a good looking cake, so I pointed it out and asked for the cake, but then he saw the price tag on the display, $42 and declined it.  I told him that it was ok, that we could afford to get it and he thought about it for a minute and he said that he would take Wall*E instead.  I kept asking him if he was sure because we could still get the Sponge Bob like he wanted and he thought about it again and said "it's just cake, I'll take Wall*E".  I felt sad for him.  Finances must be tight where he comes from.  Either way, the other video is Flako singing the Oscar Meyer Wiener song and that's the Wienermobile in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aaf5f000dbf9bad4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf5f000dbf9bad4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C39926BC968E5165893FBACF294E478CFC18AE6.155D60F990BD1936F2FCBEBFAA76351C37BEECAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf5f000dbf9bad4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX9UcSt1ymK02kRsNcSKadyWG2MA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf5f000dbf9bad4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C39926BC968E5165893FBACF294E478CFC18AE6.155D60F990BD1936F2FCBEBFAA76351C37BEECAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf5f000dbf9bad4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX9UcSt1ymK02kRsNcSKadyWG2MA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a6ec61caa120559" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a6ec61caa120559%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70B66B6C29AC7234DB583A3A05016F8F8DAB2796.35D9BEBC1322DDA850508E098E84311331D74A72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a6ec61caa120559%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNe63se_H0yOd_pQSlQYHm21UXnw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a6ec61caa120559%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70B66B6C29AC7234DB583A3A05016F8F8DAB2796.35D9BEBC1322DDA850508E098E84311331D74A72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a6ec61caa120559%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNe63se_H0yOd_pQSlQYHm21UXnw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-331362605414929563?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a6ec61caa120559&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aaf5f000dbf9bad4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/331362605414929563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=331362605414929563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/331362605414929563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/331362605414929563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-and-party.html' title='A birthday and a party....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SnSVgnv7nrI/AAAAAAAAACc/dG_5IgT-eIA/s72-c/DSCN0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-3414560572555737031</id><published>2009-07-27T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:25:03.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/Sm6J_jEKHiI/AAAAAAAAACE/32FKCyz50q8/s1600-h/PICT4702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/Sm6J_jEKHiI/AAAAAAAAACE/32FKCyz50q8/s320/PICT4702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363375931082284578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Had an easy 8 hour day.  Pues si, after an entire week of 12 hour days 8 hours feels like a piece of cake.  Went to moms after work, meant to just grab Flako and head home yeah right, I fell asleep until 9pm.  Not that it mattered to Flako because Alex came over and they kept each other occupied.  On another front, my childhood BFF Priscilla ran the SF half-marathon yesterday, hooorrraaayy for her.  Oh, and yeah she actually finished it. So in celebration, we're going back to Cabo!! Thus the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-3414560572555737031?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3414560572555737031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=3414560572555737031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3414560572555737031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3414560572555737031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-easy-8-hour-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/Sm6J_jEKHiI/AAAAAAAAACE/32FKCyz50q8/s72-c/PICT4702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-2124379811758477354</id><published>2009-07-26T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:50:51.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8b11a641c58fb4d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8b11a641c58fb4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A1653C0B2F349BC6218CB07212907A2D045351E.4B741D44316268530F184F707C72123003A94EF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8b11a641c58fb4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN_s787KHKGUDPf57YpCZdofWYzY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8b11a641c58fb4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331358015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A1653C0B2F349BC6218CB07212907A2D045351E.4B741D44316268530F184F707C72123003A94EF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8b11a641c58fb4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN_s787KHKGUDPf57YpCZdofWYzY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    This is Flako being goofy with his Michael Jackson dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-2124379811758477354?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8b11a641c58fb4d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2124379811758477354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=2124379811758477354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/2124379811758477354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/2124379811758477354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-flako-being-goofy-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-607164615692380657</id><published>2009-07-25T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:34:15.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many months later...here we are again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuWayLUiHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fiG2XiScm04/s1600-h/101_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuWayLUiHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fiG2XiScm04/s320/101_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362545168204728434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuWDdIUbiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X7Aw-LTxzAo/s1600-h/101_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuWDdIUbiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X7Aw-LTxzAo/s320/101_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362544767418002978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuVntJetPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4fxgbOZ43d8/s1600-h/101_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuVntJetPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4fxgbOZ43d8/s320/101_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362544290681500914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuU-DEHUjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7tZRGeCkhpA/s1600-h/101_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuU-DEHUjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7tZRGeCkhpA/s320/101_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362543575010071090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuNNsvvwqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WWxDgowz1oo/s1600-h/DSCN0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuNNsvvwqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WWxDgowz1oo/s320/DSCN0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535047803945634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I suck at this!  I give my cousin Rachel crap over hers and here I am doing the same:)  We haven't done very much lately, mostly just working.  I work crazy 10-12 hour days.  Managing a retail store with such high expectations is no joke!  I got home last night and my stepson said " You work too much, I never get to see you"  It was a heartbreaking!!!!  So I'm spending all of today focusing on him, well, mostly I spent all last weekend focusing on him as well, but what can I say?  The kid knows he has fun with me.  Last weekend we spent the weekend in SD.  We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to go to the U.S. Open Sandcastle Competition, well, we went on Saturday, only to find out that the professionals build on Sunday.  We then spent the day on the beach and my brother and he went boogie boarding.  Then we went to check into the Navy Lodge on North Island in Coronado and lounged on the beach.  We fell asleep super early, the sun drains you that way.  Sunday we went to the lighthouse in Point Loma and missed the sandcastles!!! I was mad!  Mom took me shopping as a consolation price and nope it did not work.  Then she tried cheering me up with a Philly Cheesesteak from Hooters, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda &lt;/span&gt;worked.  We came home and then got right back in the car again to see Maritza and the kids, they are a wild bunch I tell ya.  I couldn't do it.  Then I worked a crazy 62 hour week and after last nights comment from Flako we spent all morning watching Coraline in 3D.  The movie recommends the room be as dark as possible so we took our comforters and blankets and tacked them over the windows and we liked the dark so much we've left them on all day.  It's been nice.  He's such a goofy kid, I love him.  James has mostly slept today, but it's ok, Flako and I love spending time with each other.  The other day my brother gave him a poster board to draw on, well he gave him a pack of 20 I got to put up Als Marine pictures for his homecoming and instead of erasing and starting over he would just grab a new one so now I have a bunch of posterboards with random lines on them. o_O  Either way he drew this awesome Goku on it for his Dad that now hangs in our bedroom.  I was quite impressed, good drawing. Haha! See you can still see the guest room comforter over the window!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-607164615692380657?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/607164615692380657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=607164615692380657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/607164615692380657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/607164615692380657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/many-months-laterhere-we-are-again.html' title='Many months later...here we are again!'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/SmuWayLUiHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fiG2XiScm04/s72-c/101_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-7745292090682929177</id><published>2009-03-11T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:12:10.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last few days....</title><content type='html'>We've had a good week around here.  We went to the fair last Thursday and we had a good time.  We saw a good Sea Lion show and we got to eat those Fajitas I love so much.  James and I played some games and rode the Ferris Wheel and then ate some more and walked around a whole lot.  Then Friday we had date night #2.  We went to eat mariscos in Mexicali:)  I'd been craving them for a few days so he indulged me.  How sweet is he.  We've been focusing on our relationship like uber much and I'm getting back into the groove of things and just enjoying each other.  We visited my grandma that night as well and we had a nice visit.  I slept all the way home....which makes me the worst copilot in the world.  I ALWAYS fall asleep in the car, but in my defense it's because I get carsick like super easy and it's just better if I sleep cause then I don't get sick.  We also had my mom and Al over for lunch on Saturday and we just visited here in our home and then mom and I went shopping.  After James and I had dinner at Applebees and Sunday I went with my brother to say goodbye to people as he was leaving Tuesday morning.   James and I had a great weekend and I am so grateful that we are rediscovering each other and liking it.  Tuesday Mom and I took Al to Camp Pendleton and said goodbye.  We picked up Aaron along the way.  I miss my brother.  He showed us where he worked and we bought cookies and we went shopping.  He is so patient, I'd forgotten that about Aaron.  We also saw Jessica but only for a minute as she was on her way to work.  We got Aaron and Jessica some clothes and we got Aaron a skateboard as his old one was about to break.  We had dinner with the missionaries and it was kind of sad as it was Elder Laws last dinner with us.  We did a lot of chop bustin' well, mostly me but oh well.  We had a good time.  Off to bed.  More Air Show crazyness tomorrow at work.  I'll be so glad when this week is over!! Oh last note.... I got an award from Capt. Hubbard:)  Because I'm AWESOME!!  Huge accomplishment by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-7745292090682929177?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7745292090682929177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=7745292090682929177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/7745292090682929177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/7745292090682929177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-few-days.html' title='Last few days....'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-3748269140529757149</id><published>2009-03-02T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:02:10.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I wrote the one blog and then gave up:(  Chalk it up to my short attention span.  After a huge rough patch James and I have been doing better than ever.  We've refocused our attention on our relationship and it seems to be thriving which is a huge improvement seeing as to we were on the brink of extinction.  James has quit drinking and is on a healthy kick and on the road to accomplish his goal of losing 30 lbs.  He's made some major, major adjustments such as the no drinking, walking to work everyday, eating mostly tuna and chicken and we still go on our bike rides in the afternoons with the dogs.  It's been very refreshing.  He's also joined a football league so it seems as though he is super determined to get it done.  Discipline, determination and will power he claims is all he needs.  We've started looking at houses again.  We went to some open houses and thus far have been disappointed.   We have to realize that our backyard is a thing of the past.  Nobody builds with yards like ours.  A little saddening since we have two dogs who don't get a long half the time.  I now have my miniature schnauzer with us and he really really likes all the room he has to run around.  Either way....just updating here so I'll see ya guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-3748269140529757149?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3748269140529757149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=3748269140529757149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3748269140529757149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/3748269140529757149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6790977472419289283.post-728058926550953693</id><published>2008-10-13T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:09:53.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>So I'm way new to this whole blogspot thing but either way here we are.....James and I have been together for 6 years now.  An insane amount of time for a couple who has yet to marry, but I'm ok with it.  We've been engaged since March 28th, 2007 and although he would have had us married the week after I'm the one holding us back.  We've owned our home for about 4 years now and it has yet to be fully furnished or completely decorated. I had a blank slate.   I am so lucky to have a man who lets me do whatever I want with the house.  He says...and I quote..."I don't care what you do with it...if you want hot pink walls  we'll get hot pink walls."  He's so dramatic I don't even like pink:)   As cheesy as it sounds I am most proud of my KitchenAid stove.  I am head over heels in love with  KitchenAid.  Anyways, we may not have a lot but what we have we've worked hard for.  James and I both work full-time and have no children together.  James has an 8 year old who does not reside with us but when we do have him we love and relish our time with him plus.  I think he also goes a little nuts cause when he's here I have all 13 of my aunts and uncles and over 40 cousins on my moms side that fight over who gets to spend time with him.  He has to love it, cause he call them "his" aunts and uncles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6790977472419289283-728058926550953693?l=silvastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/feeds/728058926550953693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6790977472419289283&amp;postID=728058926550953693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/728058926550953693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6790977472419289283/posts/default/728058926550953693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silvastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>SilvaStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08256258707415223627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULD59F0QfdU/S2xsTbr4uOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YqmrL7Per58/S220/DSCN0544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
