<?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-16923924</id><updated>2011-07-05T23:19:05.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>debrajane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16923924.post-115588379656035774</id><published>2006-08-18T16:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:52:28.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let this opportunity pass you by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Dylan618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/200/Dylan618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's hard when you are asked to help all over these days. But please don't let this one pass you by. This very special little boy and his family are in need of some help and the very generous Jody White is donating hours and hours plus more to make this special fundraiser work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dylanhartungscrapbookingfundraiser.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dylanhartungscrapbookingfundraiser.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you can come along on the day - great. If you live too far away and can donate a prize - do it, if you are able to make a cash donation - fantastic. Not only will you have helped someone else but you you will in return have that warm glo that is just priceless. Every little bit counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115588379656035774?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115588379656035774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115588379656035774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115588379656035774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115588379656035774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-let-this-opportunity-pass-you-by.html' title='Don&apos;t let this opportunity pass you by'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-115577582374146999</id><published>2006-08-17T10:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:55:33.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So here I am posting again - I've decided that I need to write more stuff down and don't know if this will be my main venue but it will do for now. Yesterday was at a friends house - this is a gal I've known off and on for about 12 years now. Anyway a little group of us girls were sitting around talking about babies and the like and she mentioned that 11 or so years ago when she had her first baby (Jalen) that she was at church with this fretful crying baby who she was sooo stressed out about and about to chuck out the window (ok us mums have all had that feeling haven't we?) and she said that I came up to her and took Jalen off her and told her to go sit down and have a break - now just let it be known that I will pinch anyone's babies anytime - just call me the baby whisperer (I have my mom's gift of getting those "won't sleep" babies off it a flash). But it was just so cool that she had that memory and shared it with me and that I had made a little difference to her that day. Ok so no. 2 great thing about yesterday was going to book club. I love my book club - it's a bunch of us Church ladies - young and old, my pears, my elders and all sorts. We get together ever 3 weeks and discuss a new book. Last night kept trying to make an escape as I had Memory Trends Product designs waiting for me, but the stories and the laughs and the tears kept coming. We are all so different but I just love them all. The book ususally gets around an hours discussion and then we are full on into everything else - last night reminded me of that scene in Jerry McGuire with the single bitter womens support group sitting in the lounge - only diff is we are not bitter and most of us are happily married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK last thing for today - so Monday in afterschool running around get to places caos I locked my keys inside the house - we had 10 mins to get Sage from the bus and 20 odd minutes to get Taylor to his Chess Connections programme. So money is tight and I did not want to break a window and Brad is nearly 2 hours drive away - what's a girl to do. Well I improvised didn't I - in steps Crazy Mom. I got the ladder from the Garage - dragged it out the back of the house - made it go as tall as possible and climbed onto the roof - Tay and Abby held the ladder for me (their own idea:). So I scramble over the roof in my pale pink leather slip on's to a spot I know is roughly above the laundry. The kids have now climbed the back fence to watch crazy mum in action. Took forever to leaver up a couple of unattached roof tiles - it was tough and dirty and I nearly gave up a few times. At last I had two clear - chucked my shoes off the roof at the kids and slid into the roof cavity - located the man hole - leavered it up and tarzaned down into the laundry onto the cupboard next to the drier - onto the drier and then the washer. Safe and "IN" yeah!!!! - Taylor had the nerve to suggest that I just leave the roof tiles off incase I need to do it again. He knows his mother too well LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - may your news be good news and your keys safely in your pocket . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115577582374146999?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115577582374146999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115577582374146999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115577582374146999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115577582374146999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/08/made-my-day.html' title='Made my day'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-115551873572025644</id><published>2006-08-14T11:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:25:36.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting over the hump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Perfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Perfect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The hump that is winter and winter ills. Seems like this last year of stress and trouble has effected the whole family health wise. We've been ill and then ill some more and then ill some more. Spent all Friday night in Frankston ER with Abigail - talk about hell on earth. Definately not the place to be with a 7 year old babe. She is on the mend but gave us a good scare with a touch of Pneumonia - poor little thing was so brave but the pain got soo much she told me she couldn't take it any more - whats a mother to do but pray and comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OK - so have been home heaps cause of all this - have barely ventured out the house so have got a little scrapping done - have been plugging away at a little special project that is in the making - well actually it is HUGE AND EXCITING and I'm loving getting my hands dirty again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm also trying to set up a new blog - had enough of blogger - I'm blogger challenged so stay tuned for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some pages from FK - a couple here that I just loved doing - they just felt right and still do.  OK so I only have 2 scanned and can't be bothered with the 3rd right now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;May your news be good news . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Paris.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Paris.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115551873572025644?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115551873572025644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115551873572025644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115551873572025644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115551873572025644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/08/getting-over-hump.html' title='Getting over the hump'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-115331021415276527</id><published>2006-07-19T21:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:56:54.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Have done everything else on the PC today but write in my own blog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/The%20Taste%20Test.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/The%20Taste%20Test.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OK - so my girls are sick and so is my darling husband but the poor man is soldiering on at work. Have had my girls home all day today, took Abby to the Doctors and Sage just veged. They took care of themselves for most of the time and I just kept the juice and the tissue and the meds. coming as needed. I said to another Mum of a 12 year old yesterday that you raise these babies to be so independent and then when they really want to do something on their own you have to darn well let them because that's what you were aiming for. Well it sucks and I should have done it all differently. How stupid was I to raise this ultra talented, ultra intelligent and ultra responsible child. (just have to keep chanting to myself - let go Deb, let go Deb).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway here is my understudy and her protigee cooking up a mess of cookies. Fun simple page - hope you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ohhh got some new shoes this week that are so comfy and so cute I can't stop wearing them. Red leather with a little cut out flower attached. Still on the hunt for my long wished for knee high red leather boots . . . the hunt continues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115331021415276527?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115331021415276527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115331021415276527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115331021415276527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115331021415276527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-done-everything-else-on-pc-today.html' title='Have done everything else on the PC today but write in my own blog :)'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-115275270249380090</id><published>2006-07-13T10:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:05:02.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW STUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Prints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Prints.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/ornamental.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/ornamental.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay - new stuff to show you. These are up at the &lt;a href="http://www.imaginationproject.com"&gt;Imagination Project&lt;/a&gt; site together with their little accessories. But here are the papers - I'm super excited about these - aren't they sweet!!! Can't wait to have them in my hot little hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohhh - the Hearts up the top are for my darl &lt;a href="http://evanawillis.typepad.com/blog/"&gt;Evana&lt;/a&gt; - who is about to PoP any minute.  Cant' wait for the good news about another little Willis.  Super clucky me . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115275270249380090?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115275270249380090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115275270249380090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115275270249380090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115275270249380090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-stuff.html' title='NEW STUFF'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-115147234709580713</id><published>2006-06-28T14:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T15:27:57.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>any title would have to contain an excuse or apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hi to all, or have people given up on checking my blog to see if I'm around. In any case I am and have been doing well. I have big news that I've been sitting on for a little while and it's time it hit the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big news is that after 11 years of hard work and agony for all and $ . . . (insert nighmareishly large financial sum here) my darling husband has landed a job with Qantas the biggest carrier in the country. It is not his dream job - but it is a big big step in the direction of said dream job and will fill his days will all things aviation and fill our cheque account up to a manageable level we hope. We have had so much support from friends and family and from above over the past 9 months that I can't begin to express it. The pieces have all just fallen into place perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the only slightly scary part of all this is that we have to say goodbye to Melbourne. We will be Sydney siders come the new year. We have a home to sell a new one to find, I have to start checking out schools and suburbs and think about moving this whole show that is the Fuller family to a whole new locality. To be honest I've been trying not to think about it too much cause I am a little daunted to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just have to cry out for help some time soon when I come out of my denial bubble :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then "its all good" is my mantra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may your news be good news&lt;br /&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-115147234709580713?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/115147234709580713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=115147234709580713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115147234709580713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/115147234709580713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/06/any-title-would-have-to-contain-excuse.html' title='any title would have to contain an excuse or apology'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-114704992369426016</id><published>2006-05-08T10:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:05:00.136+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Very happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well I am very happy to have April over and done with. I knew it was going to be a killer before it even started and to see the end of it and to have managed most of it was a real blessing. Had a fun mini-convention day at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.croptillyadrop.com.au"&gt;www.croptillyadrop.com.au&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; in Mornington. Eighteen lovely ladies in attendance and Daph and Ange helping with the teaching it was a fun day! The week before was a hectic one at church had to speak twice and then feed 300 odd people for lunch - blessings of being RS Pres. So good bye April and a big hello to May - cause it is looking slightly better calendar wise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those curious folk - I did finish my 21 day challenge I just haven't posted my pages yet. I decided that the next round wasn't for me and my time line but I am going to finish off the last few pages in my book with Rhonna's inspirational words of the week - just a perfect way to keep me in the loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - some FK pages. Think I can post these up now. The first one is my Grandmother Gladys Rosalie with her Dad and the second is from a little while ago. My Dad Denys and his twin brother Deryl. I just love old family pics - they are always my favourite to scrapbook, I have actually already really filled an album full. I need new albums . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then - may your news be good news&lt;br /&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Father%20%26%20Daughter.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Navy%20Men%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114704992369426016?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114704992369426016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114704992369426016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114704992369426016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114704992369426016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/05/very-happy.html' title='Very happy'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-114463483353578962</id><published>2006-04-10T11:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T13:20:52.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 8 - 14 are in the house !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%204.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Journal%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sooo excited that I have been able to keep this challenge up. It hasn't been easy and I've had to 'find' time to make it happen but my goal and my journal are looking good - one more week to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 9 - LOVE - Just feeling of so grateful for the love in my life. I have always felt loved. My parents showed me what real love and commitment where. I was told not to expect the knight in shining armour. But what I was sent was so much more. A wonderful soul mate, three remarkable and loveable children and loyal and compassionate friends = love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 10 - SWEET - I just love all the sweet things of life. Beautiful, delicious, inspiritng things that touch my heart and make my soul soar. Spent the day today surrounded by such things, fills me up and sets my steps on a new and exciting and inspired path each time. Just love my sweet life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 11 - BLESSED - To say that life was a little tough right now would be an understatem&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ent, but still everyday I find some way to count my blessings. I know that I am blessed because I have a loving Father in Heaven who not only watches over me but also sends me little miracles that cause me once again to pause and whisper my thanks. Staying positive has always been such an important thing for me. Most days slip by with ease but some find me lost, it is in those moment that my blessings matter most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%205.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Journal%205.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 12 - BIG - I am guilty of not dreaming and not aiming high enough. I have to learn to think Big, to give myself permission to really dream. I am who I am for a reason. I can do anything I determine to do. I must not shrink from this but turn those big thoughts into big actions and realise fantastic results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 13 - SMILE - Life really is too short to do anything but. Happiness really is catching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 14 - PEACE - Sharing the Gospel with my family and friends gives me so much peace. A humble priesthood holder inthe home and loving church leaders give me comfot and joy and that peaceful feeling that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114463483353578962?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114463483353578962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114463483353578962' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114463483353578962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114463483353578962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/04/days-8-14-are-in-house.html' title='Days 8 - 14 are in the house !'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16923924.post-114422933342750204</id><published>2006-04-05T19:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:28:53.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Spent a wonderful day at the Melbourne International Flower Show. Just so much fun and beauty and inspiraiton all around. Went with a group of fabulous ladies from church and had lots of laughs along the way as well. So my word for today was "sweet" because I just love all the sweet things of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my pages from For Keeps this month. Was pleased with both of these but loved these pictures of my Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful night all and until then -&lt;br /&gt;may your news be good news&lt;br /&gt;dj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Shine%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Easter%202003%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114422933342750204?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114422933342750204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114422933342750204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114422933342750204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114422933342750204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/04/inspirational-day.html' title='Inspirational Day'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-114405709880903407</id><published>2006-04-03T19:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:24:29.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>First 8 of 21 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Journal%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OK - here is the cover and first 8 days of my art / word journal. How did that happen - am I a day ahead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 1 - FIRST : steps, just a little begginging. The goal - make art, my art, my own, things that are me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 2 - RARE : yes, this is me a rare picture of me taken by my firnd Ange - thanks Ange for this rare glimpse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 3 - NEW : Love this word - new - can mean so much. To me it means hope and endless possblities. It means I can give myself the chance to start afresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 4 - BEAUTIFUL : my babies smiles, my husbands strength, my parents love of the Lord. So much to call Beautiful. I just love this word and love the beauty I find in each day. Today it was the cool &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Journal%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;evening air and the ma&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gnificient clouds this morning - So blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 5 - JOY : My Abigail is the most joyful person I know, never grumpy or cross or bothered. She has always been our little ray of sunshine. Her little giggle has lately grown into a hearty laugh. She loves life and loves hapiness and we love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 6 - HERITAGE : For some reason this had to be my word today. I think because I needed extra strength and courage. I have a treasured heritage, one full of trials and heartache and triumph. I hope my children will one day feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 7 - GENTLE : My Taylor may be all boy, but he is the most gentle soul I know. Animals, people, friends, and especially family get to experience his gentle ways. What other 10 year old boy would help his little sister clean her room because he knows Mum is on the war path? I know that he will have this quality for life - I'm so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Journal%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/400/Journal%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Day 8 - FRIEND : This man has been my best friend now for many years. I could no live without his wonderful love and support and his remarkable character. Many girlfriends come and go and we have many friends together. But his loyalty is the one I value the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So that is it - very simple and very scrappy and not so artistic but this is all I can manage at this point in time. I am getting it done and that is what I am most pleased about. I have also kept my goal going which is even harder but sooo worth it. So my next 21 challenge (and yes, I'm in again), I will make a real art attack of it. But I'm happy with this little slice of me for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;May your news be good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114405709880903407?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114405709880903407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114405709880903407' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114405709880903407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114405709880903407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-8-of-21.html' title='First 8 of 21 !'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16923924.post-114359335446718662</id><published>2006-03-29T11:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T11:49:14.490+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well I have decided to join in with Rhonna Farrer's 21 Day challenge.  I have my book I have done my first 2 pages and I have met my challenge the first 2 days as well.  So I'm feeling pretty pleased with myself for having a go at something new.  My journal is a word a Day journal.  I just love words and sometimes it's nice to relect on just one single one at a time.  So First and Rare have already happened and the word for today is New.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Book club - well we are meeting tonight - hooray - did not love The Kitchen Gods wife and have moved onto North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell.  I don't know what our next book club book is yet and North and South may take a while but we will see how we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Scrappin wise - I have classes to prepare, articles to write and decisions to make.  Sometimes I wish I could see a little farther into the future to be sure that I was making good decisions for me.  I have a few goals in mind for my scrapbooking that I need to hammer out but until the lightening bolt strikes I'm just going to try to stay ontop of my "to do list" so that life feels good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I don't want to scan and post my journal each day but maybe I'll do a week at a time or something - haven't decided - just loving it for me at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;May your news be good news :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114359335446718662?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114359335446718662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114359335446718662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114359335446718662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114359335446718662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/03/word-day.html' title='A Word a Day'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-114119929484678125</id><published>2006-03-01T18:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:43:59.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Photo%20Shoot.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Photo%20Shoot.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well I am soooo glad that my new years resolutions had nothing to do with blogging frequency! Have I been super busy - well no not really but I have been occupying myself in fun ways. I have joined a weight loss group - nothing formal and expensive just a goup of gals with a common goal of being a tad healthier and lighter. So me - well I put on weight the first week didn't I. Seems that after my bout of flu my body must have had to replenish some kind of store of something - well that's my theory anyway. So this week I'm hoping for something on the negative side of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What else - well I've joined a book group as well and as well as reading my assingned "To Kill a Mocking Bird" - (love this book, but brought back a few too many high school english lesson memories:). I found another book in a second hand book shop that I have been trying to find so that got devoured too. "Sarah" by Orson Scott Card - gorgeous look at women of the Old Testament. Already read "Rebecca" a littl time ago, so just one more to hunt up now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Photo%20Shoot.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Photo%20Shoot.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - well blogger won't let me upload my page for some reason :( - DID IT :) - well I did and then it reversed the colours and it looked crap so it is there no more - blogger is giving me the irrits!  YAY - well I had it saved in CMYK format instead of RGB - problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Scrapping - you bet. As well as my too challenge ones from last time I created a brand new layout and revamped an old one and then today I made a page just because. These are pics from a photoshoot in Sydney at Sonia Bowers "Forever Always" retreat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway - off to book club in a sec. May your news be good news. I am down on one tag as well - sorry Janine. Will get to it sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-114119929484678125?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/114119929484678125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=114119929484678125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114119929484678125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/114119929484678125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113861375830877868</id><published>2006-01-30T20:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:40:11.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds have broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;OK - well holidays are over and its time to get my scrappin butt back into gear. Lots of changes around this house over the next few weeks. Sage off to highschool, Brad with some big changes (still in the cannot reveal stage). Me - well I've set myself some challenges to obviously challenge myself and get some action happening on a few fronts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a family we have had some huge "good" news come our way this past week and we are all feeling on the up. Busy and hectic and mayhem as usual but a little brightness in amoungst all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to sound too dramatic but this one really has made a huge difference for us. Oh so grateful ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hey ABBA are still cool aren't they? :)  Super Trouper rocking away right now . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;OK - so I publically challenge myself to get 2 pages done this week - will report in soon with my accomplished goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2006 is being kind to you too . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your news be good news&lt;br /&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113861375830877868?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.debfuller.blogspot.com/' title='Clouds have broken'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113861375830877868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113861375830877868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113861375830877868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113861375830877868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/01/clouds-have-broken.html' title='Clouds have broken'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113755726604636610</id><published>2006-01-18T15:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T15:07:46.086+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to know who starts these things?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4 jobs you've done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toyworld - worked here part time for about 6 years - vowed to never turn into one of those desperate excessive Christmas time parents!&lt;br /&gt;Secretary - serviced offices - answering about a billion telephone lines and typing stuff for so many diff. businesses in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Temp-ing - so many different gigs but my fav. was probably Kraft Foods - had a nice boss and was well taken care of - only downer was they were owned by Philip Morris so smoking in the office was A-OK.&lt;br /&gt;Precision Hytec - my Dad's now my brothers business - importing and payroll and accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last count about 16 different abodes for me but all in my beloved Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;Now - I live in heaven - Mt Martha - would stay on the peninsula for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV shows you LOVE to watch:&lt;br /&gt;Amazing race&lt;br /&gt;ER&lt;br /&gt;Survivor&lt;br /&gt;West Wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places you have been on Vacation:&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;br /&gt;Qld&lt;br /&gt;6 Week trip when I was 16 - USA &amp; England &amp;amp; France &amp;amp; HK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 websites you visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;depends what mood I'm in and how much time I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of your favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;salt and vinegar potato chips&lt;br /&gt;roast lamb&lt;br /&gt;seafood&lt;br /&gt;soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places you would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;England - just have a hankering for family roots at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bloggers you are tagging:&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to answer on the grounds that it may incriminate me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113755726604636610?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.debfuller.blogspot.com/' title='I want to know who starts these things?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113755726604636610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113755726604636610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113755726604636610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113755726604636610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-want-to-know-who-starts-these-things.html' title='I want to know who starts these things?'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113634312191349749</id><published>2006-01-04T13:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:52:01.963+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious allergy exposed :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tagged again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never in my life&lt;/strong&gt; - have I been arrested, gotten drunk, smoked a cigarette or wanted to be someone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was five&lt;/strong&gt; - we lived in a two storey house with a big play room and a fun staircase to bump down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High School is&lt;/strong&gt; - wasted on teenagers.  What a fun carefree time and most of us don't realize its worth till later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once met&lt;/strong&gt; - you know I'm pretty sure I've met a few celebs in my life but I can't remember any of them.  I am so not into names and fan stuff and obsessing and stuff.  Too much else to fill my head and my days with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once in a bar&lt;/strong&gt; - well often in a bar I would get to sit and listen to Brad perform.  Fun times, lots of late nights and too much smoke in those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night&lt;/strong&gt; - went on a few good samaritan visits (church stuff).  Watched some TV and did some more family history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I turn left&lt;/strong&gt; - I see the Christmas tree still to come down, the loungeroom curtains that need finishing and my fav. chair in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I turn right&lt;/strong&gt; - I see my scanner and printer, the piano and Sage's sheet music and pictures of Brad and I when we were married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A better name for me would be&lt;/strong&gt; - oh just about anything really - never liked Debra :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a heard time understanding&lt;/strong&gt; - that tasks are better done in the moment they need doing and not when I am forced to do them or else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I like you if&lt;/strong&gt; - I know enough of your weeknesses to have a little dig now and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my advice&lt;/strong&gt; - and tell someone you love them today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you spent the night at my home&lt;/strong&gt; - you would be fed well and too much and made to stay up late with me.  Late enough to regret it the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always make a point to&lt;/strong&gt; - have a little down time before going to bed - otherwise it will be an all nighter again and that doesn't sit well with family life (me = bad sleeper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not a day goes by that I don't&lt;/strong&gt; - worry about something.  Well I'm not an obsessive worrier but somethings deserve a little worry don't they?  I also read, drink a glass of milk, and kiss all my family ever day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than&lt;/strong&gt; - have to drive for a living.  Would someone like to be my permanent driver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And by the way&lt;/strong&gt; - life is too short to be negative and unhappy.  A smile always works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113634312191349749?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113634312191349749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113634312191349749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113634312191349749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113634312191349749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/01/serious-allergy-exposed.html' title='Serious allergy exposed :)'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113634117072660826</id><published>2006-01-04T13:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:22:43.433+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and gone . . . again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Boots.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Boots.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Our%20Bunglerats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Our%20Bunglerats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well that was one busy Christmas. Busy but happy which is just the way it should be. Santa was very good to all the very good children in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A mobile phone (with camera!) for Sage. Santa only agreed to this one because of the school bus issue next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A set of golf clubs for Taylor - made for a very happy boy - as his was the biggest present of all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A kitten for Abigial. Well Abby is in kitten heaven. She keeps telling me that she is Boots's (yes - her choice for the name) Mummy and she is being very good with all the cleaning and feeding and such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;In fact the whole family has bonded well with this scrawny little thing. Seems we might just be cat people after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well a double post from me today - I have been tagged again - obviously someone didn't realize I was allergic to tags! (lucky I'm not alergic to cats).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The best of news to all in this new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113634117072660826?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113634117072660826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113634117072660826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113634117072660826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113634117072660826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2006/01/come-and-gone-again.html' title='Come and gone . . . again'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113503485521523750</id><published>2005-12-20T10:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:27:35.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Time of Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well a Merry Christmas to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I admit the Christmas spirit has been very very slow in coming this year.  Lots of reasons why but a stressed over busy mother doesn't help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We have the tree up - I've begun a little shopping and the day is beginning to shape up so at this stage that's as good as it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todays project is to make some cards and do some sewing and baking that has been waiting patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Highlight of the past couple of weeks was last nights year 6 graduation.  My little girl looked beautiful.  I was a very proud Mum and even Brad got into the spirit of things and joined in the parents dance (with a little prepractice).  Took some pics and video so will post when able.  She didn't win any great awards but did recieve a special accolade as having the 2nd best maths score in the school which put her into the top 25% in the state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So off to high school next year where hopefully she will feel happy and confident enough to shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The merriest of Christmas's to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113503485521523750?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113503485521523750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113503485521523750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113503485521523750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113503485521523750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-favourite-time-of-year.html' title='My Favourite Time of Year'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113323907097182889</id><published>2005-11-29T15:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:41:48.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergic to tags?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok - my little old blog has been tagged by the Katie Watie Chronicles AKA 2005 ET has been Diva, her  royal highness Kate Mason :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 names I go by : Muuuuuuummmmmm &amp; Matey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heritage : British allllll the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things that scare me : Getting a bad news phone call, Car crashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Everyday essentials : Love and Milk (my mother was always telling me that I ain't no baby cow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things I'm wearing right now : New black T-shirt - like this one and denim skirt with frayed bottom - like this one too it's stretchy and a little grungy and feels comfy all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Fav. Bands artists : James Taylor and the ledendary Brad Fuller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Fav. songs ATM : How Deep is your Love (Bee Gees), &amp;amp; In the Summertime (Thirsty Merc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things I want in a relationship (other than real love) : Does anything else matter? Let alone 2 other anythings? skip . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Truths : Not sure on this one are we talking confessions? I'll go inane to play it safe - 1. I'm addicted to crunch things, potato chips, hard lollies, crisp toast, nacho's, etc. 2. My dry wicked sense of homour gets me into trouble too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Physical things that appeal to me in the oppostie sex : Ok - full of contrasts here but I can't help it. Can't go past a well dressed well groomed older looking guy - and then just as equally the rough and rugged, long haired young looking thing as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Fav. Hobbies : Cooking - love to cook when I don't have to and don't have to please all 5 fussy family members. Reading - if it has been printed in English and holds some decorum of interest I'll read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things I want really badly : Brad to get his dream job and realize that all really is well with his world. A definative guide on how to be a good Mum and get it right 90% of the time. The last 10% we'll call personal growth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Places I want to Vacation : Africa and the High Seas (I want to take a long cruise sometime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things I want to do before I die : Live in Jersey (the Channel Islands, Jersey), Love my hubby more each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things that make me a "chick" : I'm a sap - cry all the time - commercials can even make me cry. Love anything that has a floral / beautiful scent to it, perfumes, candles, fresh flowers etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 Things I am thinking about right now : Must answer emails I have been avoiding answering. Must get off this computer and tidy up the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Places I shop : Mornington Main Street Wednesday Markets. Safeway - my home away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 People I would like to see take this quiz - Ange and Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113323907097182889?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113323907097182889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113323907097182889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113323907097182889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113323907097182889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/11/allergic-to-tags.html' title='Allergic to tags?'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113253955092540912</id><published>2005-11-21T13:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:19:10.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well I could just leave you with that thought - or I should say statement today but I won't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You know I often think of a little something that I could say on this blog and by the time I get the energy and gumption up to do it I've forgotten all about the previously mentioned gem of wisdom.  Ohhh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thoughts for today - I think I'm getting old, well not soooo old that I need assistance with anything or that the grey matter is seriously effected but old enough that I am getting extra nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I love listening to old music, you know my music, you know the stuff that isn't hip and modern.  I love running into things that are the old part of me, that used to occupy the same space as me.  I love hearing about old friends and thinking about places I've been and would love to visit again.  New places - new friends - new stuff - well yes they do hold some appeal but not enough to entice me from my nostaglic ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ok - think about something or someone old that you love today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"A blast from the past?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113253955092540912?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113253955092540912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113253955092540912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113253955092540912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113253955092540912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-cold.html' title='I have a cold'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113187485897399518</id><published>2005-11-13T20:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:40:59.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Well things I know - or think I know - or may have heard or experienced at some time. In other words -don't hold me to any of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;1. Dreams really do come true : with lots of hard hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;2. It is possible to meet and marry and live with your soul mate for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;3. Children unfortunately NEVER stop growing and changing and you can do NOTHING about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;4. This world will one day know peace and I can do a little something to create a peaceful life for the ones I know and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;5. Scrappin with friends is 100% better than scrappin alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thanks for the pic Ang&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Me9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Us girls - Daph, Me, Anita, Mich, Janine, Glenda, Ange, Helene, Susan and in spirit Div :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113187485897399518?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113187485897399518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113187485897399518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113187485897399518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113187485897399518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-5.html' title='My 5'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113140476056755893</id><published>2005-11-08T09:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:06:00.580+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY  for ISC - well for most of it - the airports, the traveling and the lack of time to catch up with all my buddies - not YAY for them but we will take the good with the bad and be a greatful soul today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loved coming home to my little ones, I tell you sometimes I'm away and I don't feel those - what are they up to pangs much at all, but then others, like this time, I just miss em.  I'm putting this down to three things in no particular order :) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.  Shared room with my bud Kate who was away from her Miss G for the first time and understandably missing her little sweet babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Falling in love with scrapbooking all over again - I tell ya I do this too much - now and again I think what the heck am I doing with all this paper and glue and weird stuff, but then I remember all the little faces and toes and places I love in  my books and I want it all to never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Having a good "girlfriend" cry with Max and E. and Kate and Cheryl and Anita and co (well about 200 women actually).  And having a good "be grateful" cry with the gorgeous Heidi Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok recovery musings from airport experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Don't let anyone convince you that you have missed your flight - if that big metal thing is still taking up ground space then there is hope.  (OK - this did not work this time and will probably never work unless Brad makes it to the CEO level of a majoy airline, but there is ALWAYS hope).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Love that Virgin terminals have Boost bars - my new fav. as of this weekend is the choc raspberry smoothie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. No one smiles in airports - especially at the baggage clain belt - must hate them as much as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Men who carry guitar cases wear white inappropriate shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. The airport maintenance guys are hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. The fat man sitting next to me with his feet up on his case could vastly improve his appearance by having a hair cut and by taking said feet off the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Platform shoes are definately way "in".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. There is no interesting "oversized" baggage being moved today - was hoping for some weird sporting equimpment, home decor items or gigantuen hat boxes from the races.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Pink shirt and 3/4 legnth tight jeans on a guy - "I don't think so".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.  Toddlers are clever little creatures - know how to get a free ride - how to get picked up when required and how to hold onto a packet of chips at the same time - clever little people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See - told you I had too much time at the airport this trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;May your news be good news (ie. - sure we can hold that flight up for you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113140476056755893?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113140476056755893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113140476056755893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113140476056755893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113140476056755893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/11/recovery-musings.html' title='Recovery Musings'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-113042262018068214</id><published>2005-10-28T00:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:17:00.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OK - you can all breath again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/My%20Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/200/My%20Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You know this blog thing - well I am into it - its just not into me. I love reading just a couple of blogs - and when I find the time I go on a little blog journey. I start at one, which links me to another and then another and another until I forget where I had been in the beginning. I will get better at this. I will one day concor my own blog - but for now y'all will just have to be nice to me and live with my disfunctional blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well the big thing today / tonight was that we just had a HUGE heart to heart with Taylor. Seems that what we thought was fine was not and was still haunting him. His years of speech therapy we thought had produced miracles but it seems that internally he is still SOOO frustrated with his own speaking abilities. We talked about some solutions and he went off back to bed a little happier I think. Now for the hard part . . . getting it to work and putting that big silly smile back on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ok - must do some winding down now - so that I can get a good nights sleep and get back to the to do list tomorrow. Don't want to think about today anymore - it will just give me a headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wonder woman would have been proud !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;May your news be GREAT news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-113042262018068214?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/113042262018068214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=113042262018068214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113042262018068214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/113042262018068214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-you-can-all-breath-again.html' title='OK - you can all breath again :)'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-112892357972732621</id><published>2005-10-10T15:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T15:52:59.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>good news?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;well the good news today is that my clever husband has made it through to stage 3 in the selection process for Qantas pilots.  Gosh they make it so darn hard, it is hard on him, hard on our nerves and hard on the whole family.  I mean I know it's important to have the right person in the right job but the process is a killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So more testing and interviews at the end of the month.  Lets hope we can all survive this round.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell you what hasn't survived any of this - my creativity.  Had a mad rush of it late last week designing new papers but it has disappeared yet again.  Also doesn't help when you are only sleeping a few hours a night :)  I need a holiday - seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;May your news be good news - I mean it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-112892357972732621?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/112892357972732621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=112892357972732621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112892357972732621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112892357972732621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-news.html' title='good news?'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-112830553548180927</id><published>2005-10-03T12:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:12:15.486+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I should have found a little time to come blog - but to be honest there just hasn't been and of that around.  I have been keeping up with all the NECESSARY things - doesn't that suck.  When you don't have time to do un-necessary, just because things.  I love my down time but it has been too scarce of late.  I did have a picnic with the family, went to science works for the day and gazed at the stars listening to Harrison Fords voice for a good 40 minutes - yes definately heavenly :)  And I did manage a few hot hot spa baths over the week - needed to de-stress before bed, or else that sleep thing just doesn't happen.  I did it though survived, school hols, Brads stressful trip away, classes and class prepping, some designing stuff, 2 big church events and a billion small emergencies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So this week  - kids back to school - yay.  More projects to get to the bottom of and lots of deep breaths and relaxing moments I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hope your week is a great one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;note : I need a digi camera so that I can post more pics - or I could just drop my pile of films off that is growing and growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;May your news be good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-112830553548180927?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/112830553548180927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=112830553548180927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112830553548180927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112830553548180927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmmm-well.html' title='hmmmm well'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-112730847039250524</id><published>2005-09-21T23:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:17:28.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All my hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wore all of them today - but I kept it slow and easy. Woke up feeling yucky again and the kids and I hung around in out jammies making a mess till about 11 - yikes. It's what I love most about school holidays, not having to be up and out and ready and packed at some too early hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day was a walk down main street market. Every Wed. is market day in Mornington and for a foodie like me it is heaven. Today I stopped by the gorgeous old greek lady and bought some delicious morsel that I will not even try to spell and would never attempt to pronunce - I just point at the one I want and smile and she gets me :) Lots of gorgeous fresh green and red things today too, asparagus, field tomotoes that tasted the best and bazzill - I made pesto :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - well enough food stuff from me, but then a good food day is a good day isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your news be good news.&lt;br /&gt;Deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-112730847039250524?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/112730847039250524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=112730847039250524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112730847039250524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112730847039250524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-my-hats.html' title='All my hats'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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-16923924.post-112721030160260875</id><published>2005-09-20T19:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:11:29.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it's good - I think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/1600/Sage%20-%20cropped%20-%20mixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1977/1572/320/Sage%20-%20cropped%20-%20mixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;To make a change. To try something new, to experiment with the way your life is headed. Sounds very philosophical doesn't it? It's not meant to be, but I thought it was time for a change. The first 34 years of my life, I've lived in relative seclution, maybe a little public / or shared scrutiny will be good for me. Hopefully something will come out of all this blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Me today - well I felt ill, don't know exactly why. I did acomplish a few things. Some scrapbooking, class projects, emails and the like. Did a craft activity with the kids - well set it up and let them at it. I love that they are all old enough now to make their own mess responsibly. Having said that I am feeling a little old this week. Sage my eldest turned 12 yesterday and my gorgeous little girl is blossoming into a young woman. Wish the blossoming came without the mood swings and rolling eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;May your news be good news :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16923924-112721030160260875?l=debfuller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/feeds/112721030160260875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16923924&amp;postID=112721030160260875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112721030160260875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16923924/posts/default/112721030160260875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debfuller.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-its-good-i-think.html' title='Sometimes it&apos;s good - I think?'/><author><name>d.j.fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11698687333920529687</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>
