<?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-7444498421909524961</id><updated>2012-02-20T01:09:19.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year Without</title><subtitle type='html'>The ultimate frugal lifestyle challenge.
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No "new" things.  No frivolous spending.
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One year of less, to create a lifetime of more.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7850702287231956466</id><published>2009-12-26T21:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:21:33.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a wonderful Christmas, without giving into the temptation of buying ever toy made for a 2 year old. ;) I don't think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; minded that he didn't wake up to toy overload. He appreciated the few things that he got, and that's good enough for me! I do wish I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; spent more, just to get a few nicer things for the other people on my list, but, I'm happy with not going broke for one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, we're trying to find a few things we need for our trip to Utah. I'm still having a hard time with the idea of spending money on it all, but I know it will be so much fun. Seeing how much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed the little bit of snow we got in Texas this week gave me a glimpse at how much he'll love all the snow he's going to see there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7850702287231956466?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7850702287231956466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7850702287231956466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7850702287231956466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7850702287231956466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/12/ending-year-frugally.html' title='Christmas is over.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2164280556346657204</id><published>2009-12-09T16:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:28:33.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, The Year Without style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got a bonus check for $200, so I decided that would be my Christmas budget. I REALLY wanted to beat it... what a challenge! I can't post what I bought (don't wanna ruin any surprises), but I spent a whopping $130 on Christmas gifts for everyone (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; 2 sets of grandparents &amp;amp; his Auntie, 2 adults for the family gift exchange, 3 kiddos, &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;). Yes, I DO rock - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thankyouverymuch&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't originally include them in my budget, and I splurged big time on our family Christmas pajamas (they came out to $60), but I can add them in &amp;amp; still come out $10 under budget!!! I'm gonna grab a few stocking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stuffers&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; call it a day. I am very happy with what I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't let anyone bully you into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt; that Christmas must make you go broke - or worse yet, use credit cards. *gasp* That is NOT what Christmas is about. Spend time with the people you love &amp;amp; make some amazing memories - that's what Christmas is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2164280556346657204?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2164280556346657204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2164280556346657204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2164280556346657204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2164280556346657204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-year-without-style.html' title='Christmas, The Year Without style.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5734826941418182314</id><published>2009-11-30T12:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:11:48.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A month later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still here, still chugging along.  Barely (at the moment).  We got hit with the end-of-year-everyone-is-closing-their-books-and-realized-you-owe-them-money crap. And taxes.  Go figure.  Merry Christmas to us.  It's okay though.  I'm going to try to buy ALL Christmas gifts for under $200 - I'm hoping $150 will do it, but we'll see.  We have 3 kids to buy for - they're all getting coloring books.  I think.  Unless I can think of something else cheap yet adored by kids.  Luke &amp;amp; I aren't doing gifts.  I'm gonna go hit up the thrift &amp;amp; consignment stores for a bike or scooter for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I'll throw in a few other things that are priced right.  We've got the 2 gifts for our family exchange also.  That's it.  I see no reason that I can't stick to my budget goal.  The less I spend the better really 'cause I've also got to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; some snow-appropriate boots, a coat, some gloves, &amp;amp; a hat for our trip to Utah in January.  I really wish I hadn't bought those [non-refundable] airline tickets even if it was a HECK of a deal.  We don't have the money we need to enjoy the trip, but we'll figure it out.  I really need some sweaters &amp;amp; Luke &amp;amp; I both need a pair of shoes appropriate for snow, but we'll have to see if that happens or not.  *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, that's where we stand right now.  We're chugging along.  I need to be better about posting here, I swear we did much better with things when I did.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5734826941418182314?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5734826941418182314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5734826941418182314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5734826941418182314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5734826941418182314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/11/month-later.html' title='A month later...'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2918025205304194096</id><published>2009-11-01T20:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:47:30.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm feeling a bit discouraged.  I know we've come a long way... but...  I feel like there's still so far to go!  There's no way we'll have this last stupid loan paid off when we planned to.  I wish, wish, wish there were some way for me to make more money.  I higher paying job, an extra job, anything.  I don't feel like sacrificing sleep (and a clean house, clean laundry, etc) to make a little more than minimum wage for a few extra hours every night would be worth it.  I wish someone would just hand me some money, no strings attached.  That would be wonderful.  But, it ain't gonna happen.  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; I could find some amazing job with good pay &amp;amp; the right hours, so I could add it to my life right now.  I wish, I wish, I wish.  I don't mind not blowing a lot of money on Christmas (although I REALLY want to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; the cute wooden kids' table I saw at Costco...  and a bike...  or a scooter...  and a big boy bed...  see, nothing cheap on my wish list.  sigh), but I do mind not having everything paid off as planned.  I totally mind.  We wanted this to be over at the end of the year.  We're only 60% through the debt.  That's not much more than half.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's November.  We've made almost made it to the end of the official year of The Year Without.  In case you're wondering though, it won't be ending on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; 31st, it will keep going until we're out of debt.  Let's all hope that's sooner rather than later.  For my sanity at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2918025205304194096?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2918025205304194096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2918025205304194096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2918025205304194096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2918025205304194096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying.html' title='Trying.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-207066318399474373</id><published>2009-10-28T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:20:20.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt; here should = NOT spending money...  but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We've been planning on taking a trip to Utah (if you've been following since day 1, you might remember that we were suppose to go this year, but put it off to follow the rules).  Well, we decided we'd wait 'til we got this last loan paid off - in March.  BUT, there is such an amazing deal right now, that we're gonna have to jump on it.  All the major airlines are cutting their airfare if you'll fly during their dead times.  Um, should I say dead when referring to a flight?  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ick&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway...   if we go in January, we can all 3 fly for under $600 (WITH taxes &amp;amp; fees), verses probably a little over $1000 if we go in March.  Um, HELLO?, that's a big savings.  So, we're going in January I think.  We've got to get the kinks worked out tomorrow, since it's the last day to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On to frugal news...  We're doing well still, trucking along.  I did buy a $9 bag of candy for Halloween night.  I don't think it'd be fair to send my kid out &amp;amp; not repay the favor.  -I did see a genius frugal idea today though.  Send your kid out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TorTing&lt;/span&gt;, and when they get back you hand out their candy.  Doesn't cost you anything (but the costume) that way AND you save your kids' teeth.  Is it awful that I feel like I'd seriously consider that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow my 1 year subscription runs out on the local mom board.  That's gonna suck.  I can still log on &amp;amp; such, but there are things I won't be able to see &amp;amp; I think I'll have to look at extra ads.  Oh well, I knew going in that I wasn't gonna get to spend $20 on a renewal.  The world will not end over it!  (I think you have to be a member of something like this to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; how hard it is to do without.  *sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't believe Christmas is EIGHT weeks away!  I have got to start saving some money &amp;amp; hitting the thrift stores for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; gifts.  And, if we're going to Utah, I guess I need find some snow-appropriate clothes for him too!  I'm not sure I even know what snow-appropriate clothes are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-207066318399474373?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/207066318399474373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=207066318399474373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/207066318399474373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/207066318399474373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/10/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-9026536400274525560</id><published>2009-10-23T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:00:57.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO freebies in one week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Freebie # 1 was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Poken&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.thegreenwife.com/greenlife/favoritethings/little-green-guys/"&gt;The Green Wife&lt;/a&gt;.  Hopefully they'll catch on 'cause they are a genius idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Freebie # 2 was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;walkie&lt;/span&gt; talkies from work.  Score!  They were literally going in the trash, since we got new ones that are supposed to be less finicky.  So, I took some home to give us a means of communication between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;upstairs&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; downstairs or inside &amp;amp; outside.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; already loves them - bonus!  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-9026536400274525560?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/9026536400274525560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=9026536400274525560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/9026536400274525560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/9026536400274525560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-freebies-in-one-week.html' title='TWO freebies in one week!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7874485312263144872</id><published>2009-10-19T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:23:29.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time slips by faster than I realize!  We're doing great, staying on track!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really wanted to borrow a costume for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; to wear for Halloween, but I wasn't having much luck with that, so I headed to a consignment shop where he picked out a Curious George costume.  It was more than I wanted to spend ($8.99), but he didn't like the cheaper options I found &amp;amp; insisted on that one.  Hopefully that means he'll wear it come Halloween...  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We did go out to eat (Pei Wei - yum!) on Saturday night, but it was within our rules, so nothing was broken there either.  :)  Right now I'm really wanting a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; (or even 3rd) loaf pan so I can make more than 1 loaf of bread at a time (actually, a bread machine would be most ideal, but I digress...).  I'm thinking of hitting a thrift store to see what the have.  Yet, at the same time I feel like that's somewhat frivolous since I already have a loaf pan that I can use.  (See, I've gone crazy with frugality!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do want to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; a (USED) bicycle for Christmas, I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that'd&lt;/span&gt; be at the top of his list.  He also seems to really want a hoop-a-loop (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hola&lt;/span&gt;hoop - is that how you spell it), so perhaps those 2 things will be his gifts from Santa this year.  Yes, I'm already thinking of Christmas.  Come on though, you HAVE to think ahead when you're being frugal!  I'm also thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; our family gift exchange should have the requirement of being bought at a thrift store, wouldn't that make it more fun?  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, that's about all that's going on money-wise in our house right now.  We're still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chiseling&lt;/span&gt; away at the debt.  Unfortunately we had a hefty amount of money go to medical expenses last month, so that hurt us a little, but not horribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7874485312263144872?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7874485312263144872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7874485312263144872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7874485312263144872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7874485312263144872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching up.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7904111318203423732</id><published>2009-09-30T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:04:25.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is OCTOBER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year is flying by!  Is it strange that I complain about the fact that I have to work, yet I'd really like to find a way to squeeze in a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; job.  If I could find something I could do after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; goes to sleep (7pm) I'd jump on it.  I don't really want to flip burgers though &amp;amp; retail places close too early to make it worthwhile.  I'm just ready to be out of debt!  So, if anyone knows of anything that I could do a few nights a week (I'd be more flexible on time on the weekend, but I'm not willing to give up much of my family time during the day), please share.  Otherwise, we'll keep up the pace we're going at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am really trying to work on groceries right now.  I have a pantry full of crap that needs to be used up before I go buy more stuff.  Then I think we'll be eating lots of beans, baked potatoes, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;.  Cheap, cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7904111318203423732?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7904111318203423732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7904111318203423732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7904111318203423732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7904111318203423732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/09/tomorrow-is-october.html' title='Tomorrow is OCTOBER!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2583923150778883796</id><published>2009-09-28T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:58:53.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still hanging in there.  I didn't go out to eat last week, we didn't go out to eat this weekend, no crazy purchases, etc.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday I met some friends at Twisted Root and guess what?  I didn't spend a dime!  No food, no drink, no nothing!  I was so proud of me.  I would've loved some watermelon tea, but I didn't need it &amp;amp; I didn't want to waste money on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been looking for shoes, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; costume, a jacket, &amp;amp; a coat for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;.  It's hard to thrift shop when you're looking for specific items, but I've been trying.  I finally hit a consignment shop today.  I got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; a Cars jacket, which is what he asked for since he had a Cars jacket last year.  I also stocked him up on pajamas since he has now decided he'd rather keep them on all day some days.  It's not worth the battle, I'd rather him just keep them on all day &amp;amp; not have to deal with a huge fit over clothes.  I also scored some GREAT stuff for a certain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; upcoming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baby shower&lt;/span&gt;.  :)  Still no shoes, Halloween costume, or coat.  I've got time on all of those though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did hit Target today too though.  I was on the look out for a specific gift for a birthday party this weekend.  Didn't find it though, so that search continues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just found out my friend is getting married in January.  In Utah.  I'd love to be there, and I'm hoping I can be, but we'll have to see how it works out.  Flights are expensive.  I'm hoping at the least I can go for the day by myself.  Or maybe Luke &amp;amp; I can go for the weekend.  We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's it so far.  We're still trucking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2583923150778883796?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2583923150778883796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2583923150778883796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2583923150778883796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2583923150778883796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/09/doing-well.html' title='Doing well!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4982172723963805143</id><published>2009-09-23T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:03:26.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back on track.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh, it's hard to get back on track.  This morning was "cold" (in Texan terms at least), but it's suppose to be warm this afternoon.  I realized I don't own a jacket or coat for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;.  My immediate thought was - I'll go look at Target or Old Navy on my lunch break.  Wait!  Hold up!  Can't do that yet!!  I have looked around a little at thrift stores, but I haven't seen anything yet.  I haven't exhausted my search options yet though, so I had to remind myself I can only go buy new if I can't find used.  The search is on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, there's Halloween.  No clue what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; would like to be, since he's not that opinionated yet.  I'm sure he'd be happy to hang out in his pajamas instead of a costume, but I'd like to keep the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tradition&lt;/span&gt; up for him.  So, now I'm trying harder to search for a costume.  I've been looking for one at thrift stores, but, again, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;search&lt;/span&gt; has been in vain so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't eaten out this week (yes, I realize it's only Wednesday &amp;amp; lunch time hasn't arrived yet), but I'm trying to make it all week without eating out.  I need to lose some weight anyway, so I need to quit making my weekly trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt;.  Besides, I can slap some beans on a tortilla at home much cheaper anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm gonna do this.  I am gonna follow the rules.  I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4982172723963805143?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4982172723963805143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4982172723963805143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4982172723963805143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4982172723963805143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-back-on-track.html' title='Getting back on track.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4903721853320196661</id><published>2009-09-20T21:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:01:18.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yep, I went missing.  I see nobody called out the search crew though...  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, we kinda fell off the wagon for a while.  Oops.  Time to get back on though.  Saturday night we paid off college loan #1.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  So, we're down to just 1 college loan.  Don't get me wrong, it's a big loan, but it's all we have left!  It's probably gonna be 4 or 5 more months before we get it paid off (if nothing unexpected comes up), which seems like so long.  It's hard 'cause that's further out than we first anticipated.  We hoped to be done in January.  However, in 4 or 5 months we'll be DEBT FREE BUT THE HOUSE!!!!  Wow.  To be 30 &amp;amp; not owe a dime to anyone other than the mortgage company is truly a rare thing.  When I think of it that way, 4 or 5 months is suh a short time.  Wow!  I can't believe we've almost done this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4903721853320196661?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4903721853320196661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4903721853320196661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4903721853320196661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4903721853320196661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/09/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-295617056572156675</id><published>2009-08-24T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:59:31.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you handle the truth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went shopping at lunch. Bought a new pair of pants, a skirt, and a $5 under-tank. I wanted 2 pairs of pants, but I stopped myself. I "needed" new pants. I have 2 pairs of work pants that fit correctly enough for me to wear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt;. I have a couple other pairs that I rotate in, but they don't fit right. I just couldn't bring myself to buy a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; new pair though, so I bought a cheaper (COMFY!) skirt instead. A fair enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;compromise&lt;/span&gt; for now. I know I'll have to buy more pants soon enough, but maybe I can hold off until I'm actually a size 8 instead of too big for an 8 &amp;amp; too small for a 10. (Boy is that frustrating!)&lt;br /&gt;What else is new? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;, we got another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;magical&lt;/span&gt; check. You know, the kind where you've already paid your doctor &amp;amp; moved on, then you go to the mailbox one &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;magically&lt;/span&gt; a nice chunk of change has landed there? Love those! Of course this one is being turned right around to pay for more medical bills. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;We won't be paying off the college loan this month since we're treating all the grandparents (and Auntie) to a family vacation next month. We should be able to get it paid off in October though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Then we'll just have ONE outstanding debt (other than the mortgage). I can't wait to be D.O.N.E.!&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Luke took his car in to have something-or-other fixed &amp;amp; to get a new battery. He bought the battery &amp;amp; installed it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt; before heading to service (you wouldn't believe what a dealership charges for that service! Or, maybe you would...). I was a bit worried about how much the service was gonna cost, *but* [BIG but], it was free under some recall thing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Next up, taking my car BACK to the dealership 'cause they broke something when they fixed my a/c. The a/c just randomly turns off. Fun times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt;, it's not so bad 'cause I like to ride with the windows down. Can't do that with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; though, he's not always a fan of wind in his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's my truth of the day. I went, I saw, I bought... and it felt good. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-295617056572156675?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/295617056572156675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=295617056572156675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/295617056572156675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/295617056572156675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-handle-truth.html' title='Can you handle the truth?'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4475373279357343449</id><published>2009-08-06T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:40:36.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Shopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not a stress eater, drinker, pill popper, or any other stress related vice-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haver (I think I made that word up, huh?)&lt;/span&gt;, I'm a stress shopper.  Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a horrible, no good, very bad day.  On my lunch break I had to leave the office (I often don't, there's no temptation to spend if you aren't somewhere that allows you to spend).  I was driving down the road when I realized exactly where I was headed - Target!  My thoughts were:&lt;br /&gt;"I 'need' some new pants."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO, you can wait on them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I 'need' new shoes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO, you can wait on them too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"I'd love a new purse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO, you just got a new purse, that you love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I can go get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; something!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; doesn't need anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"I can just go look."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO, if you look, you might be tempted to buy - you're just stressed, keep driving!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did.  Then I decided I NEEDED a drink from Sonic.  No, a burrito from Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt;.  No, some fries from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt; A...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ended up getting some fries, a sweet tea (yum!), and a brownie from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CFA&lt;/span&gt;.  It didn't make everything better, but it helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wonder now though... I have admitted that I have a problem, which is the first step (right?), so what's next?  How do I avoid stress shopping?  There's always gonna be stress you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4475373279357343449?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4475373279357343449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4475373279357343449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4475373279357343449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4475373279357343449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/08/stress-shopper.html' title='Stress Shopper'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5386767807886114739</id><published>2009-08-03T10:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:17:39.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still trucking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're in August already. Wow! Where is the year going? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone (who shall remain nameless) wanted to buy a new computer this weekend. LUCKILY we just sent off all our money to pay bills, so there is no money for crap. I mean, there is no money for important stuff like a new computer. (If you don't catch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; there you need help.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On an opposite note... our neighbor just had his patio screened in. For only $500! Seems like a heck of a deal to me. So, I asked Luke to find out what it would cost to get ours covered. (Gotta start somewhere, right?) We'll see what that is. Yes, it's an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;investment&lt;/span&gt;, but a good one. I wondered (out loud, of course) if it would be around $1k to cover &amp;amp; screen it in. Then we could kick the dogs out - I mean, have a nice place for them to "vacation" outside of the house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, yes I am serious right now, it would be great to have an enclosed, screened-in patio. Although I do still want to make the patio larger. Much larger. Concrete is crazy expensive right now though, so I'll take what I can get. Even just covered would work. It's the small things that make me happy.  I seriously doubt it'll be that cheap though.  So, we'll continue with what we have - and with not spending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5386767807886114739?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5386767807886114739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5386767807886114739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5386767807886114739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5386767807886114739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-trucking.html' title='Still trucking'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6160644130079431648</id><published>2009-07-30T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:46:53.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the ticker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;54% of our debt is gone!  What a HUGE relief!  Amazing!  I am so excited.  It seems like it has been forever, but at the same time, it's &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; been 7 months!  Next month we will finish paying off college loan #1.  That will leave us with just our last &amp;amp; final debt.  We started out with 4 loans to repay &amp;amp; we're almost down to 1.  Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6160644130079431648?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6160644130079431648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6160644130079431648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6160644130079431648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6160644130079431648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-out-ticker.html' title='Check out the ticker!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1062746214066402216</id><published>2009-07-27T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:13:03.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps it was a breaking of the rules, but we got a Costco card this weekend. Why? Well, some of you may recall the Black Friday Fiasco of last year at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt;. We vowed to not shop there after that (which is really hard when you live in a town that doesn't have much other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt;), but we still went to Sam's. Some. The last time I shopped there though I got a good dose of why I shouldn't shop there (refusal to price match what their website said was an in-store price!), so I was D.O.N.E. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Costco membership is only $50 for a year (plus we got a $10 gift card for joining) &amp;amp; when I consider what we'll save on the few items we buy in bulk, it is a deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else has been going on? Not much. We're not staying as on-track as we did the first 1/2 of the year, but we're getting there. We've thrown in a few exceptions to our original rules 'cause it really is stressful to live a year without. It's just not worth the complete stress. so by adding/bending a few rules we should be better able to cope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ticker has been updated!  We're *this close* to being half way done!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1062746214066402216?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1062746214066402216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1062746214066402216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1062746214066402216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1062746214066402216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/costco.html' title='Costco'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5558214033782297397</id><published>2009-07-14T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:29:17.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I say I'm gonna get better about posting...  then I forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, let's see...  Saturday, date night, we went out to dinner (&amp;amp; dessert), then we went &amp;amp; bought Luke a new pair of shoes.  Well, 2 pairs.  *sigh*  Oh, and a soccer ball for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, because he LOVES soccer, but has been improvising with a volleyball.  He still had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; money, so we'll say that bought the ball.  Luke's shoes though...  well, everyone needs shoes, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's about it for spending in the last few days.  We're not as "on track" as we started, but we're still doing well.  I don't go out &amp;amp; buy all kinds of crap at Target, Kohl's, or wherever else I feel like splurging.  We don't eat out too often.  We're learning to make do with a lot of things (take the "curtains" in our bedroom - they're black &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;construction&lt;/span&gt; sheeting that I got for free at work...  classy I tell you).  We're hanging in there &amp;amp; hoping to hit our goals soon enough.  -I still need to find out totals so I can update the ticker up there...  Soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5558214033782297397?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5558214033782297397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5558214033782297397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5558214033782297397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5558214033782297397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/crap.html' title='Crap.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6496084797792628746</id><published>2009-07-10T16:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:15:10.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing = good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing to report really.  We're on track.  There's a little unexpected blip on the radar, that may knock our plans off track a bit, but we'll still be okay.  It will all still workout, it'll just take a little longer.  Maybe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had lunch out this week once, which is okay per the rules.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow night is date night for Luke &amp;amp; I, which is okay per the new rule I added.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not much else really going on.  Just paying bills, paying debts, &amp;amp; not spending.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6496084797792628746?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6496084797792628746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6496084797792628746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6496084797792628746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6496084797792628746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-good.html' title='Nothing = good.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8377229792576372395</id><published>2009-07-05T20:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:33:46.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy July 5th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm a day late on the wishes.  Happy July 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; too, but that day has come &amp;amp; gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I bough groceries today.  Back on the planning for 2 weeks of dinner boat.  It does make shopping easier (and meal preparation).  Tomorrow is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  I'll spend money on donuts, then we'll go by the toy store so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; can spend his birthday money.  The 3 of us will have dinner out, probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CFA&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; can play in their play area (unless I can think of a reason to go somewhere better...  trust me, I'm trying!).  That's what's up today &amp;amp; tomorrow.  Exciting, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, as for me, (on an unrelated to finances note) I gave up dairy (for the most part) a few weeks ago.  When I did that I decided maybe I'd eat meat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, so I'd have some variety.  Well, I've only eaten it a handful of times &amp;amp; chicken is NOT my friend.  I thought I was fine with beef though - until I had some last night.  We'll just say, I'm D.O.N.E.  No more meat for me.  Time to get creative with my food options now.  I also heard about a doctor in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rockwall&lt;/span&gt; that I may have to go see.  He sounds like what I've been trying to find, and he's close by - score!  I'm suppose to go back to my DO in Sept to get my blood pressure pills refilled, so maybe I'll go see this guy instead.  I keep pouring more &amp;amp; more money out to doctors, hoping one will have a solution that doesn't involve pills for the rest of my life, but I haven't been given a solution other than drugs yet.  I'm still holding out hope, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;, I'm only 30!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8377229792576372395?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8377229792576372395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8377229792576372395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8377229792576372395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8377229792576372395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-july-5th.html' title='Happy July 5th'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6476403348469003394</id><published>2009-07-04T14:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:47:07.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying on track.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're doing good still.  We did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday pics (I made a trade with a wonderful friend), and we bribed him with ice cream/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sno&lt;/span&gt; cones.  When we left we had every intention of fulfilling that bribe by stopping at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sno&lt;/span&gt; cone stand (since it's on the way home).  BUT, we decided to come home &amp;amp; give him one of the [free] p&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opsicles&lt;/span&gt; I made.  We done good.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6476403348469003394?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6476403348469003394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6476403348469003394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6476403348469003394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6476403348469003394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-on-track.html' title='Staying on track.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1854930482501340544</id><published>2009-07-02T11:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:33:30.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did say I was gonna get better about blogging, didn't I?  Oops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What to report?  We spent some money on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party, but not too much.  We bought some cheese, drinks, crackers, &amp;amp; stuff for me to make a cake, there was also a pinata &amp;amp; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stuffings&lt;/span&gt;.  He got 3 presents, (actually 4, but the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; got left at the store &amp;amp; we didn't realize until it was way too late to do anything about it - boo!), none of which were overly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spendy&lt;/span&gt; (I think there were all in the $20-$30 range).  Mimi &amp;amp; Papa Wayne got a bounce house for the party, which the kiddos loved.  I'm sure we spent more cooling the house for those few hours than we did on everything else.  ha!  Gotta love Texas.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;We're not being quite as strict as we were the first half of the year, but we're still not rushing out to buy stuff or going out to eat often.  We've made huge strides (I need to ask Luke about the debt left so I can update the ticker), and it will pay off in the long run.  -Even if it is really hard right now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A wonderfully generous person gave me some birthday money, so I went to Sam Moon &amp;amp; bought a new purse.  I really wanted a new one, but I couldn't buy it thanks to this challenge.  Now I'm a happy lady!  (Thank you kind soul.)  I do need some shoes still, so I might break the rules for that...  but I'm trying to hang in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't recall if I shared this early-on, but back in December I hid $100 (cash!) away to see if I could go all year without spending it.  Guess what?  It's July &amp;amp; I still have that money hidden away.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  (No ideas - you'll never find it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's about it for now.  I really will try to update more often.  Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1854930482501340544?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1854930482501340544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1854930482501340544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1854930482501340544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1854930482501340544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/07/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8983078445293380642</id><published>2009-06-18T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:09:19.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life has been crazy busy so I haven't had a chance to write on any of my blogs.  I can't believe the week is almost over now - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much to report really, just paying bills &amp;amp; chipping away at the debt.  I really was trying to get back on track with checking in here, but work is busy &amp;amp; I'm trying to do things other than waste time on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; when I'm home, so it isn't working out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have pics this weekend for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  A wonderful friend is letting me trade cake balls for the session.  She's awesome!  I can't wait to see what great shots she gets!  We also have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; at my parents' for Father's Day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and that's all I have to say about that.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8983078445293380642?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8983078445293380642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8983078445293380642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8983078445293380642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8983078445293380642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3071664409659868392</id><published>2009-06-12T13:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:32:18.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, yesterday I went &amp;amp; bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; new shoes.  He was down to just 1 pair that were the right size.  I hit Target &amp;amp; got 2 pairs of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Crocs&lt;/span&gt;" - an ugly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; pair that HE picked out &amp;amp; a blue pair that I picked out.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; isn't that bad I guess, but it's not that great either.  While we were there, I got him 2 shirts.  Oh no, they were new...  One was $2.80 on clearance &amp;amp; the other was $3 on sale.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;About&lt;/span&gt; what I'd pay at the thrift store for used, so it's all good in my world.  I do need to go buy him a few more probably, some button down shirts or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;polos&lt;/span&gt;, but all things in time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love my OB.  Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; I randomly say that?  'Cause once again money has magically appeared from him.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!  Another over-payment.  Sweet.  (Well, not that we over-paid to begin with, but that it appeared in our hands again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's about it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3071664409659868392?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3071664409659868392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3071664409659868392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3071664409659868392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3071664409659868392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7089153652145994715</id><published>2009-06-10T15:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:23:47.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging in there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ate my lunch out today.  A whopping $2 I believe.  Maybe $3.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's about it so far this week.  Which is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7089153652145994715?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7089153652145994715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7089153652145994715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7089153652145994715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7089153652145994715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-in-there.html' title='Hanging in there.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1550169301102853295</id><published>2009-06-07T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:40:17.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd I go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, I feel off the blogging wagon hard!  I'm just much busier at work lately &amp;amp; once I get home the night just slips right by.  So, this week...  I ate my one meal out on Monday 'cause I was running late &amp;amp; didn't have time to make my lunch.  Oops.  Luke had his one meal out on Friday.  Friday night we had "date night", and we ate at Chan's.  I've decided "date night" won't count against the other things 'cause it's something we need to make time &amp;amp; do for us.  So, I guess I added another exception to our rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we had dinner at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; - I had a gift card.  Sunday we had lunch at Chili's w/a friend.  That's family meal #1 for the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did go a little crazy (well, not by typical standards, but by our Year Without standards) buying some stuff for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party today.  I started to buy a pinata.  It looked cute up on the shelf.  It was Diego (he's having a Dora party w/a little Diego thrown in to make it more masculine ;)) &amp;amp; I think it was $19.99.  We asked them to get it down 'cause we wanted it.  Then I saw it - it was tiny &amp;amp; stupid.  I was in shock - $20 for that?!  I told the guy no thanks &amp;amp; I could tell by his reaction that I wasn't the first to deny the stupid thing.  So, I'm still on the look-out for a pinata - a *cheap* one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That about sums up the week.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1550169301102853295?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1550169301102853295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1550169301102853295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1550169301102853295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1550169301102853295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/06/whered-i-go.html' title='Where&apos;d I go?'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8700747298956064003</id><published>2009-06-01T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:30:39.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not...  May in review.</title><content type='html'>Almost seems pointless since we sorta blew it the last 2 weeks.  Here we go anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1 - nothing new - totally broken.  Had to buy some work clothes.  Bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; a pool.  Bought some new pillows.  There were a few other things in there too, we went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2 - no frivolous spending - broken.  See above.  Plus Luke sent me flowers for our anniversary.  Really sweet, but totally frivolous. &lt;br /&gt;Rule #4 - 1 family outing.  Not broken.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt; already - we're half way through the year &amp;amp; we haven't gone anywhere that cost.  I think it'd be okay if we did splurge...  ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I only share &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;transtaction&lt;/span&gt; numbers &amp;amp; not amounts... &lt;br /&gt;7 grocery store trips (includes drug store), total bill was just over $300 - which is a huge improvement for us.  Let's see if I can keep that up.  (Doubtful since I've already blown $200 in June.  *sigh*), 15 gas station fill-ups, 8 restaurant/fast food outings (we went a bit crazy, I told you!), 8 others (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sams&lt;/span&gt; x2, Baylor for my CT scan, flowers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Petsmart&lt;/span&gt;, Goodwill (clothes for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;), diapers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; (for previously mentioned clothes), &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Autozone&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell off the track a bit this month.  I'm not sure how far back on we'll get.  We'll have to see.  We've totally changed our lifestyle &amp;amp; our mindset &amp;amp; that's the big thing.  I've decided to spend a little on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday/party, which I hadn't planned on doing.  The only thing I'll have to pay for for his party is a few decorations, the food, ingredients for the cake, and a pinata.  Luke's wonderful parents are getting the bounce house (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!), so we're covered on entertainment.  We'll buy him something cool as his gift.  It may or may not be new, depending on what we decide to get him.  I'm okay with it though.  He's a kid, he deserves to have a fun birthday.  :)  Other than that, we really do need to get back on track.  We're doing pretty good with the eating out &amp;amp; we really aren't going crazy buying things we want (trust me, there's a list!), so I can't say we're failing...  we just got side tracked a bit.&lt;br /&gt;7 months to go, let's see how we can do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8700747298956064003?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8700747298956064003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8700747298956064003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8700747298956064003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8700747298956064003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-not-may-in-review.html' title='Why not...  May in review.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4481050942157803141</id><published>2009-05-18T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:09:35.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An excused week off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First, to catch up, we hit Sam's this weekend. We were good, other than a fan &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;bought for the garage... ;) But it's still hard to swallow that big of a chunk of money. We stocked up on oil (Luke does our oil changes), dishwasher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;detergent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PullUps&lt;/span&gt; (yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; is now out of cloth. 1-because I'm getting lazy (or just tired) &amp;amp; 2- he can still wear his 18 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mth&lt;/span&gt; shorts from last summer if he's in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PullUp&lt;/span&gt;, rather than me having to go buy new shorts for him this summer, although I don't know that we're saving money by doing that...), and I think there was something else, but I can't recall right now... Oh, yes, laundry detergent. All items that add up, but if we're saving by buying in bulk, it's all good!&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;I might just say screw it for the next week. I'm alright with it too.&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna be good &amp;amp; celebrate my birthday with a whimper. BUT, I have decided, by golly, that I only get to turn 30 once, so I'm gonna make it special! So, I am here-by christening this week my birthday &lt;u&gt;week&lt;/u&gt;. (Plus, our anniversary is on Monday.) I had Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for lunch today 'cause I sorta forgot to wake up this morning, which means I didn't have time to hassle with lunch. Tomorrow I'll be good, it is a half day at work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;, so I don't have a choice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Wednesday I'm off work 'cause I have to go get a CT/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;angiogram&lt;/span&gt; done. I'll try to be good &amp;amp; take food with me for afterwards 'cause I'll be starving by then (why must we fast for medical procedures? Doesn't that just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;create&lt;/span&gt; a room full of grumpy folks?). Thursday I'll be good 'cause it's a half day again. Friday is debatable. I'll probably be good. Friday night I'm going to dinner &amp;amp; out to play, so I know money will be spent (again, I'm okay with that!). Saturday we'll probably be good, but Sunday (my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; Monday (our anniversary), all bets are off. Again, I'm okay with that. :)&lt;br /&gt;To kick things off, I'm going for a haircut tonight. Something new, funky, and cool to ring in a new decade of life. ...and I'm okay with spending money on it, 'cause it's my birthday. I told you, all bets are off this week. I think I'm just gonna call this month a give-me month. We've done a lot of rule blowing-off. We're still doing a bit better than "typical" spending, so at least there's that, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4481050942157803141?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4481050942157803141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4481050942157803141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4481050942157803141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4481050942157803141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/excused-week-off.html' title='An excused week off?'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8298195648767685447</id><published>2009-05-13T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:18:32.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging in there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Wednesday.  I haven't spent any money.  Luke had lunch out yesterday though, and he ordered a new something-or-other for his computer.  That computer is a money pit!  I swear since it broke he has had to buy new EVERYTHING for it.  *sigh*  Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all I know for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8298195648767685447?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8298195648767685447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8298195648767685447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8298195648767685447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8298195648767685447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/hanging-in-there.html' title='Hanging in there.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2806003517458308160</id><published>2009-05-11T07:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:48:09.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day &amp; another chunk paid.</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day was perfect.  We grabbed breakfast at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grandy's&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; took it over to the park for a little picnic.  (I am calling that MY meal out for the week, instead of one of our family meals for the month 'cause Luke didn't eat anything.)  Luke did get me some chocolate, a balloon, &amp;amp; a card that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; picked out (complete with Snoopy).  I seriously didn't want anything, but I appreciate that he cared enough to do something for me.  :)  I'm guessing he spent $10-$15, I really haven't priced balloons or chocolate lately though, so I'm not sure.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; had to be under $20.  I think.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Last night Luke FINALLY got his computer up &amp;amp; running (it has been weeks since it crashed), so he was able to put a nice chunk towards one of the college loans.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  I feel like we'll never really get there, but I know eventually it WILL be paid off.  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;On the how-to-lower-the-grocery-bill front, I'm trying out a new system.  First of all, we have a family marker board calendar in the kitchen that I am starting to use to write down the $ spent.  That way I can easily look &amp;amp; see what I've already spent in the month.  I think seeing the number there will help curb some of the crazy spending.  At least I hope.  As far as the actual purchasing of groceries, I'm cutting out some of the organic stuff.  Not all by any means, but some of the stuff I buy I think it's fine for us to go back to the "normal" stuff.  We still won't do a lot of processed foods &amp;amp; that's more important [to me] than the organic/not organic debate.  I'm also going to start writing down (on said marker board in the kitchen) our meals in 2 week increments.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;That'll&lt;/span&gt; help with the planning each night (no thinking necessary!), and it'll help with groceries 'cause I won't just go buy whatever sounds good, I'll buy stuff I need for the meals I've already decided on.  Hopefully it will also stop the last minute trips to the store for 1 or 2 things for a particular meal.  Those kill me 'cause I never buy JUST the 1 or 2 things.  I'll still need to make milk runs I'm sure, but hopefully nothing else.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it, a new week with new attempts at cutting money.  So far this month I've spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; $175 on groceries.  Hopefully (other than milk) I won't need to buy anything else until around the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (which is my birthday, by the way).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2806003517458308160?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2806003517458308160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2806003517458308160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2806003517458308160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2806003517458308160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-another-chunk-paid.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day &amp; another chunk paid.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4258074582974347335</id><published>2009-05-09T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:29:04.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it...  but I got one heck of a deal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After debating &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;debating&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; debating, I decided to break the rules.  (Yes, AGAIN.  &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Because I have a job which requires me to be seen by other people (co-workers &amp;amp; customers), I need to look at least decent on a daily basis.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Because I am cheap, I buy clothes that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheeeeap&lt;/span&gt;, so they were starting to fade, rip, get holes, and look like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Because, while the rules allow for buying used clothes, it's REALLY hard to find work-appropriate stuff used.  I did try though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt;.  *gasp*  I spent just under $100 (*double gasp!*), but here's what I got:&lt;br /&gt;8, yes 8, shirts for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 shirts for Luke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Dora book &amp;amp; bubbles for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; (he had a gift card from Christmas, so I left him buy whatever he wanted).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd say for just under $100 I did GREAT!  I'd love more, of course.  I could use pants, dresses, skirts, shoes, a new purse, and more shirts.  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!)  But at least I can make it a good while before feeling like I am dressing too much like a slob again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was it a failure?  In black &amp;amp; white, yes.  In the reality of life, no.  We're doing pretty well at this challenge, and I went over 5 months without buying any new clothes - that is a HUGE deal for me.  Since I have to work, I have to dress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt; (luckily I don't have to dress up much for my job, our only rule is: no jeans except on Fridays), so the reality of not buying new clothes for a whole year just wasn't possible.  I didn't buy all the stuff I would've LIKED to buy, I obviously only bought stuff on sale super cheap &amp;amp; stuff that wasn't real trendy, so it'll last as long as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt; of the clothes allows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, there you have.  I'm being honest &amp;amp; admitting to another failure, and I'm being honest about that fact that I kinda don't care that I was a failure this time.  (At least not right now.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4258074582974347335?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4258074582974347335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4258074582974347335&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4258074582974347335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4258074582974347335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-did-it-but-i-got-one-heck-of-deal.html' title='I did it...  but I got one heck of a deal!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2176580602257924252</id><published>2009-05-07T12:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:18:03.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been CRAZY at work this week.  Actually, worse than crazy - what would that be?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here though, still hanging on.  We've been good so far this week - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; us - but I really don't know that I'm gonna make it much longer without new clothes...  I'm trying, but I swear that suddenly most of the stuff in my closet is stained, has holes, or is badly faded.  I do have to look half-way decent to go to work.  For now, I'm trying to keep on keeping on though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2176580602257924252?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2176580602257924252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2176580602257924252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2176580602257924252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2176580602257924252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2926230273083156240</id><published>2009-05-04T09:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:06:00.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend = FAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes you just aren't set up for success. Maybe it was my own fault in some ways, but that doesn't matter really. All I know is that we failed. Way to start the month, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Friday - I saved my meal out for the week to use Friday night. Luke was going out with a friend, so I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I would have a little treat. We got Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; 'cause it sounded good &amp;amp; I knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; would eat a taco. (I was wrong, he didn't.) Luke ended up not going out, but it wasn't a failure 'cause he wasn't very hungry. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; decided he didn't want to eat, Luke got to eat his taco. It worked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday I had to work. Boo. We woke up early &amp;amp; dropped my car off at the dealership to fix the a/c. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! I have a/c again. Finally. How was the day a failure? Well, I was at work longer than I anticipated. I left at about 2. I was starving &amp;amp; had a horrible headache. So, of course, we had to stop &amp;amp; get me some food (Burger King veggie burger &amp;amp; fries). Luckily, Luke &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; ate at Luke's parents' house, so they didn't waste money on lunch. BUT, Luke did buy breakfast for him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; his parents. So, we blew about $20 on food Saturday. We went to pick up the car &amp;amp; guess what - it cost us double what they quoted 'cause they forgot to quote some of the stuff that had to be done, or they didn't know it had to be done, or whatever. Not surprising really, since it was a dealership. ;) I think we saved about $500 by Luke doing all the work he could on it.  So at least we have that positive note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday we had a little time to relax (or, rather, start laundry &amp;amp; such), then we headed over to my parents' house.  Their a/c leaked &amp;amp; rotted out part of the ceiling in their living room.  Because I have such a wonderful, caring husband, he helped my dad cut out the damaged stuff &amp;amp; put some plywood up to fix the hole.  It wasn't a quick job though.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I took my mom (who hurt herself while they were buying said plywood) over to my sister's house to hang out.  When dinner time came, guess what - I had to buy food.  Yes, that was my THIRD meal out for the weekend.  I got my mom, my sister, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; I Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; (twice in one weekend - wow).  A little while later it was time to head back to see how the guys were doing.  I stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; to get them both a burger &amp;amp; fries 'cause I knew they'd be hungry...  Only, it turns out a few hours before that the guys went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Luke bought them both burgers.  *sigh*  (Of course they ate the second round too though, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means this weekend looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;Friday night - I bough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I (turned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;otu&lt;/span&gt; to be Luke &amp;amp; I)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday morning - Luke bought t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aquitos&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; I assume) for his parents, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday afternoon - I bought Burger King for a late lunch/early dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday - paid $400&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; for my a/c repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday - Luke bought a late lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; for my dad &amp;amp; himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday - I bought Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for dinner for my sister, mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday - I bought dinner, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt;, for Luke &amp;amp; my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't even want to add up how much money all that was.  It was a total failure weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not even gonna count it all.  Everything about this weekend included &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;extenuating&lt;/span&gt; circumstances.  The month of May starts today in my book.  It will be successful.  Well, probably not, my birthday &amp;amp; our anniversary are both this month.  We may eat out more than usual without including the failure that was this weekend.  We'll be as good as we can be though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2926230273083156240?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2926230273083156240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2926230273083156240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2926230273083156240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2926230273083156240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-weekend-fail.html' title='This weekend = FAIL'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3867406433293270951</id><published>2009-05-01T10:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:31:32.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another month finished!  (This review is long.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Funny, it's actually getting hard to remember all the info for the month now.  I have way too much going on in my life right now I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #1 - nothing new - kinda broken.  Luke had that moment of insanity that caused him to go crazy at Fry's.&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2 - no frivolous spending - broken.  Same reason as rule #1.  "Only" $80 though.  Not horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3 - less eating out - broken.  We had an extra meal out the weekend we were potty training.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #4 - 1 family outing.  Not broken!  We still haven't had a single family outing this year (that cost us anyway).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;  We broke all the "important" rules this month.  No good.&lt;br /&gt;41(!) transactions this month: 13 grocery (I'm including drugstore runs here, which there were 3 or 4 of), 10 restaurant (our weekly allowed &amp;amp; the 3 family meals out), 11 gas, 7 other (2 car parts, 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; bill, 1 Fry's, 1 Kid to Kid, 1 computer part for the still broken PC, &amp;amp; 1 tire for Luke's car), plus $100 cash withdrawal ($20 early in the month &amp;amp; $80 for the farmers market - we left with $30, which Luke will be using tonight while he's out with the guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in our month when I look at it this way.  I really am.  BUT, if I stop &amp;amp; look at the total dollars spent this year versus April of last year...  We've spent almost 50% less money in the month.  That's insane!  I'm not gonna even throw those numbers out 'cause I about fell over when I saw how much we spent in a month!  Heck, I was feeling pretty shocked at the total amount of money we spent this year.  When I added up last April's transactions I almost fell out of my chair - literally.  I don't know how we spent THAT much money!  I'm not even sure where we got all that money from.  PLUS, we had 2 car payments still.  We were living a lifestyle that left things paycheck to paycheck, that's for sure.  Now, we have a cushion for anything that might come up &amp;amp; we're paying off our debt at the same time.  This challenge really is an eye opener!  I still feel like I need to get a handle on the grocery thing though.  There has got to be some way we can eat the way we like to, but spend about half of what we're currently spending.  I'd love ideas if anyone has them.  (Coupons aren't helpful really 'cause we don't buy much stuff that coupons are made for.)  Maybe I need to go back to trying the grocery game, and figuring out where the cheapest place to buy things is.  Maybe I need to figure out what things I'm okay with not buying organic &amp;amp; switch back to the "normal" stuff here &amp;amp; there.  Other ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3867406433293270951?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3867406433293270951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3867406433293270951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3867406433293270951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3867406433293270951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-month-finished-this-review-is.html' title='Another month finished!  (This review is long.)'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8732803635739497611</id><published>2009-04-29T15:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:16:07.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As for today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No money spent, but let me tell you something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love to cook.  Really, truly, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*But.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am sick of cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to just grab some food on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to have someone else do the cooking, the cleaning, the everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am sick of coming up with the answer to "what's for dinner?".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to go home &amp;amp; have food magically appear on the table in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want Mexican food.  From a restaurant that allows me to sit &amp;amp; eat as much chips &amp;amp; hot sauce as I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want Italian food.  From a restaurant that allows me to stuff my face with all the bread I can manage to shove in my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want pizza.  The really bad for you, I didn't make it, greasy, yummy, good kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want Chinese.  Lots of Chinese.  Egg drop soup &amp;amp; spring rolls &amp;amp; fried rice &amp;amp; Moo Goo veggies.  Or P F &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Changs&lt;/span&gt; lettuce wraps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want  some Snuffers cheese fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want a Chili's black bean burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I WANT REAL FOOD PEOPLE.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss eating out.  Really, I do.  Or, rather, I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love food.  At this point though, I'd take food made by someone else that I don't have to think about, prepare, or clean up after.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;None of that is happening though, is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt; scheduled no spending week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Food &amp;amp; clothes.  I miss food &amp;amp; clothes.  Will there be something else tomorrow?  Eh, maybe, if it hits me.  Right now food &amp;amp; clothes have me.  (Although, a new purse would be good too...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8732803635739497611?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8732803635739497611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8732803635739497611&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8732803635739497611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8732803635739497611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-for-today.html' title='As for today...'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7795059733667554589</id><published>2009-04-28T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:25:45.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boring is good, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's getting hard to be good though.  I really, really, really want some new clothes!  I seem to be the queen of stains, tiny holes, and fading.  If it were any other year I'd run out &amp;amp; buy new clothes without thinking.  I could go search a thrift store, since it's within the rules, but I wonder what the chances are that I'd find anything decent.  Besides, when do I have time to go search a bunch of thrift stores for some clothes? &lt;br /&gt;I'm being good though.  For now at least.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No money has been spent so far this week - that's a good thing.  I do need to go get a few things at the grocery store.  When did I become the person that had to go to the grocery store EVERY week - sometimes twice a week?  It's getting old.  But, we do have to eat you know.  I need to work on my consolidation a bit.  Although, the fill-in stuff generally is just dairy &amp;amp; produce, with an occasional "other", so I guess it's kinda normal.  Kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7795059733667554589?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7795059733667554589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7795059733667554589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7795059733667554589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7795059733667554589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-boring-day.html' title='Another boring day.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7704019972840135323</id><published>2009-04-26T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:54:08.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was long for Luke at least. I'm sure he's looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. He tried to fix my car, but too many things were against him. Hopefully he'll get it finished sometime this week. Or maybe this weekend. Although, I have to work on Saturday, so I don't know if he'll have a chance or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We did spend some money, Luke bought stuff for the car, I bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; a few new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sippie&lt;/span&gt; cups, and today we went to Farmer's Market &amp;amp; loaded up on some produce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for the idea to go to Utah... well, my car sucked all that money up.   Oh well, it really was breaking the rules, so we're better off not going.  I guess.  &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7704019972840135323?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7704019972840135323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7704019972840135323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7704019972840135323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7704019972840135323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7219566526062840007</id><published>2009-04-24T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:44:58.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Luke's gonna fix my car a/c this weekend.  I can't wait!  This week had gotten HOT.  Of course, he already bought a part &amp;amp; thought that was gonna be it, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;turns&lt;/span&gt; out he needs some other part too.  You got it - that means more $.  Still cheaper than a car payment.  Oh, and my cigarette lighter is broken.  Why does that suck?  'Cause I can't plug my phone or GPS in now.  Hopefully he can figure out the problem there &amp;amp; get it fixed too.  This isn't gonna be a cheap weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7219566526062840007?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7219566526062840007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7219566526062840007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7219566526062840007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7219566526062840007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/ah-weekend.html' title='Ah, the weekend!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8616857949777169736</id><published>2009-04-22T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:22:11.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tempted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, we've recently come in to a chunk of money from a few sources.  The *responsible* thing to do is to put it towards the student loans...  BUT, I'm thinking maybe we should re-visit the idea of a trip to Utah.  We could get round-trip airfare for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; $300/ea &amp;amp; if we go before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday, he flies free.  Seems like it makes sense to go now &amp;amp; save on his airfare, rather than going next year &amp;amp; having to pay for his airfare.  I think a 4 night stay in June would be good...  BUT, it's TOTALLY breaking the rules.  At the same time, I feel like we've earned it.  Even if we have broken some rules here &amp;amp; there, we've done so well - and we own both cars out-right now!  Perhaps a celebration is in order?  Ugh, such a dilemma!  What should we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8616857949777169736?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8616857949777169736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8616857949777169736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8616857949777169736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8616857949777169736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-tempted.html' title='I&apos;m tempted...'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8848241712106762268</id><published>2009-04-20T19:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:00:55.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't mean to not post for the past few days, it just happened.  Time moves way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...  money spent...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ummmmm&lt;/span&gt;...  oh, crap, I did break the rules Saturday night.  We already ate out twice this month - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grandy's&lt;/span&gt; both times, but it was a rough day attempting to potty train &amp;amp; I just didn't feel like cooking.  So, I grabbed some Wendy's on the way home from Target.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt;! - Target.  I didn't really break any rules there.  I did buy a new potty seat, but I won't call that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, we already have 2, BUT pee goes flying through them &amp;amp; they leave a red ring on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heiny&lt;/span&gt;, so I got one new one.  I also got an Elmo potty training &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; - I won't call that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; either.  I'm willing to pull out all the stops to accomplish the potty thing!  Other than that, there were tons of things I *wanted*, but I didn't buy them.  I still shock myself when I am able to control urges at Target.  Oh, how I'd love to just go crazy in that place.  (A new purse, some clothes, kitchen gadgets, toys for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;, the pretty pink leather case for my iPhone...  I could keep going, but I won't torture myself anymore.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday we went to a Rough Riders game, but it didn't cost us a dime.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wer&lt;/span&gt; both off work today, but we didn't leave the house, so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;' spend money.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's my past few days, I broke a rule, but I think we're still doing great on the amount of money we spent this month eating out, since all 3 outings were fast food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8848241712106762268?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8848241712106762268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8848241712106762268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8848241712106762268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8848241712106762268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/ack.html' title='Ack!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1095045760362765628</id><published>2009-04-17T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:13:14.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The past 3 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's see...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday.  Luke went to the store to buy milk.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Accidentally&lt;/span&gt; bought skim instead of whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday.  I went to the store.  (Realized why he bought the wrong one - our local grocery store is under construction &amp;amp; it's a mess!)  Bought whole milk, waffles for the guys, bananas, &amp;amp; pizza (for dinner).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday.  Went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;.  No clue what that will cost me, but they ran a bunch of tests, so I'm sure I'll owe something.  sigh  Picked up new prescription - $7.50, not too shabby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday is here &amp;amp; so far so good.  Granted, it's only 9am.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1095045760362765628?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1095045760362765628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1095045760362765628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1095045760362765628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1095045760362765628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-3-days.html' title='The past 3 days.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1931809068868511706</id><published>2009-04-14T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:44:30.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I had to stay at work all day today, which I wasn't expecting, so I had some Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for lunch.  It was yummy, but I didn't plan to spend any money eating out this week, so it was a bummer too.  Oh well, what can you do, right?&lt;br /&gt;Luke had to buy a hard drive for his computer.  I'll be glad when he gets that in &amp;amp; his computer is working again.  I know he says the pictures are on the hard drive that ISN'T broken, but I still worry.  I hope my pics aren't lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this weekend we're fixing my a/c.  Just in time for the warm weather.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!  We're saving TONS since Luke ordered the most expensive part (way, way cheaper than the dealership was asking) &amp;amp; is gonna do all he can himself.  Then we'll have to take it somewhere to get recharged with freon.  I'll be happy when it's over.  Cars are money-suckers!&lt;br /&gt;*Speaking of cars.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got home last night &amp;amp; checked the mail.  I now have 2 car titles to hold in my hands.  No more liens.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1931809068868511706?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1931809068868511706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1931809068868511706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1931809068868511706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1931809068868511706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/lunch-out.html' title='Lunch out.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3836619081284077808</id><published>2009-04-12T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:29:45.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, that worked out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My great friend paid for lunch Saturday, so I didn't have to "bend" the rules.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We spent no money the rest of the weekend.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; was spoiled silly without me getting him any Easter junk (I mean, wonderful Easter goodies).  ;)  His amazing Auntie got him the Easter basket I drooled over - but he didn't seem nearly as thrilled about it as I hoped.  sigh  Kids.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a good week - without either of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;breaking&lt;/span&gt; any rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3836619081284077808?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3836619081284077808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3836619081284077808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3836619081284077808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3836619081284077808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-that-worked-out.html' title='Well, that worked out.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8706567433453293635</id><published>2009-04-10T20:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:47:20.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 posts in one day = not good.</title><content type='html'>I really want to lie.  Or, maybe just omit the truth of today.  But I won't.  I'll be honest, it's only fair.&lt;br /&gt;Luke &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; went to Fry's tonight.  I knew I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; gone with them.  BUT...  I really wanted a nap.  It was a nice nap.  Their trip...  not so nice.  Quite honestly, I'm very disappointed in Luke.  He has always been the more frugal one.  He has always stuck to things he sets out to do.  He's falling off the wagon. &lt;br /&gt;I saw it coming, he's always wanting to get stuff lately.  We suddenly "need" curtains.  He had to have cable (yes, I do use it &amp;amp; love it, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; waited another year for it).  He brings up stuff we should buy.  Silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;He went in for a new hard drive.  It wasn't a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; thing.  One of his crashed, so he can't get into his computer.  The computer that has all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; pics (along with all of Luke's crap - but that's not a big deal to ME, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;).  Luckily the hard drive that crashed is not the one he stores stuff on, but he can't turn the computer on to get said stuff, so obviously he needs a new hard drive to get the computer on.  I was/am fine with that need.&lt;br /&gt;However.  He came home with no hard drive.  He said they're too expensive there.  He didn't come home empty handed though.  $80 worth of crap.  A back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;massager&lt;/span&gt; (yes, he already has one *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rolleyes&lt;/span&gt;*), a nose hair trimmer (really?!  he's hard up to shop, huh?), alarms for the doors (okay, that's probably a smart one), pepper spray for me (I had an incident this morning), and binoculars &amp;amp; glow in the dark stars/moon for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh, and a bottle of water for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; 'cause he forgot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; cup in the car &amp;amp; of course he started asking for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it.  The honest truth - we blew a big chunk of money on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;crapola&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm trying to let it go, I know how hard this challenge is &amp;amp; I can understand why he feels the need to BUY, but still - ugh!&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side.  When I checked the mail Wednesday there was a great surprise - a pretty large check from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OB's&lt;/span&gt; office.  The insurance company finally decided to send some money to them, so all the money we had to pay for my ultrasound [last summer!] was refunded.  So, it's kinda like found money &amp;amp; makes me feel a little better about Luke blowing money...  but that's a nice chunk of money to help with our debt, not to blow of frivolous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of full disclosure, I'm gonna break the rules a bit myself.  My friend is in town from Utah &amp;amp; wants to have lunch tomorrow.  I didn't plan on that, so I used my weekly meal out the other day for breakfast.  BUT, this is a rare situation, so I'm gonna borrow next week's meal out.  I'm okay with that &amp;amp; I won't really consider it breaking the rules.  I can call Saturday next week, right?  I usually start the week on Monday, but I'll skip a couple of days this week since it's a special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it.  Full disclosure, in all its ugliness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8706567433453293635?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8706567433453293635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8706567433453293635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8706567433453293635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8706567433453293635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-posts-in-one-day-not-good.html' title='2 posts in one day = not good.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5196626676530543953</id><published>2009-04-10T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:39:27.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Splurge Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I ran out of time before I left the house, so I stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; for an egg biscuit. Luke had lunch at Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; (or was it Taco Bell?...). Then, I needed to run a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt; over to a friend's house last night, so we decided to use one of our family nights out &amp;amp; we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grandy's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Talk about spending all your meals in one day! (And all fast food at that - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today Luke is home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; while I'm at work. I assume he hasn't left the house, which means he hasn't spent any money. We'll continue that theme tonight. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5196626676530543953?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5196626676530543953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5196626676530543953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5196626676530543953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5196626676530543953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-splurge-day.html' title='Thursday Splurge Day'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2253220504358776019</id><published>2009-04-08T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:02:18.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter's almost here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm doing great - haven't bought anything frivolous for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; (or Luke) for Easter.  I was tempted at the grocery store the other day...  but I walked away.  Whew.  It's hard, I'd like to go crazy, but it's all stuff we don't need anyway.  (Not to say that I won't go crazy next year...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We haven't spent any money, but seeing as we currently have none in our checking acct, that's been pretty easy.  ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2253220504358776019?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2253220504358776019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2253220504358776019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2253220504358776019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2253220504358776019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/easters-almost-here.html' title='Easter&apos;s almost here'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1304262873691191080</id><published>2009-04-06T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:37:54.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And now...  the rest of the weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I. HATE. BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it. Not only does it keep screwing up the format of my other blogs, I keep trying to highlight stuff I'm writing &amp;amp; it ends up deleting all of my thoughts, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;autosaving&lt;/span&gt; before I can get back to where I was. &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, the rest of the weekend. I bought a few groceries (milk, flour, waffles, yogurt), then I bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; Easter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;outfit&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 2 shirts at &lt;a href="http://kidtokid.com/"&gt;Kid to Kid&lt;/a&gt;. (Spent $18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;andsomechange&lt;/span&gt;) Sunday night I went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MNO&lt;/span&gt; at On the Border. I spent $6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;andsomechange&lt;/span&gt;, including tip. (Gotta love the kids' meals!) That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a list of wants...&lt;br /&gt;New black flats. Size 8.5 if anyone has a used pair I can buy... ;) I have (had?) some &lt;a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/browse?fts=ballerina+flats"&gt;ballerina flats&lt;/a&gt; (don't click on that if you're a sucker for shoes...) that I love but I stepped in some nastiness, thanks to a sick dog, and I threw them in the washer. I'm pretty sure I ruined them. I bought them for like $10 at the shoe store over by &lt;a href="http://www.sammoon.com/web3/"&gt;Sam Moon&lt;/a&gt; (not nice to post a link to their site, huh?), but I can't buy another pair - even if they are that cheap. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;loooooove&lt;/span&gt; those shoes, so I'll probably wear them even if they are falling apart now. How can I not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A bread machine.  I make at least 1 loaf of bread every week.  That's a lot of work.  I'd love to just dump everything in a machine &amp;amp; let it do the work for me!&lt;br /&gt;Curtains for the bedroom.  They've been on the wish list a long time.  We'll be getting some once the college loans are paid off.&lt;br /&gt;New clothes!  My size 10s are getting loose.  (Okay, not every brand - some brands I still can't fit into thanks to these hips, or the butt, whatever the issue is...)  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt; pants are getting loose though.  While that's great, it also sucks.  I can't buy new clothes. &lt;em&gt; sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A massage.  I'm stressed lately.  I would love a massage.  Or, just a day at the spa with some good company.  (Anyone feel like splurging on a gift for the 2 of us?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;!  If only, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;New pots &amp;amp; pans.  I've had mine a long time.  They're on their last leg.  I want new, I want good quality - and I don't want non-stick.  Never again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's about it.  It's funny how much my wants have changed thanks to this challenge.  If you had asked me to make a list 6 months ago I would've had a bunch of useless crap to list.  now I want useful things.  Okay, the massage/spa day isn't useful per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;, but I deserve to dream about a nice splurge. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to bed I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1304262873691191080?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1304262873691191080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1304262873691191080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1304262873691191080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1304262873691191080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-now-rest-of-weekend.html' title='And now...  the rest of the weekend.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-198330762352204914</id><published>2009-04-04T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:26:53.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Money Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We hung out at home all day, then went to church, then came back home for dinner.  No money spent.  I did update the ticker tonight.  I'm kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; at how much we've paid off in 3 months - it was a big chunk of cash.  To think that by this time next year we will have paid off triple that amount blows my mind!  I am loving this!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sacrifices&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-198330762352204914?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/198330762352204914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=198330762352204914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/198330762352204914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/198330762352204914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-money-saturday.html' title='No Money Saturday.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6314195751171001980</id><published>2009-04-02T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:24:29.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more car payments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's not official, since the payment won't hit for a few days still, but we paid off Luke's car!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  Barring any unforeseen future woes, hopefully we will never have a car payment again.  Isn't that a crazy thought?  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-American.  ...but so nice!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to gas prices taking a huge dive, we are a little behind on our plan (maybe a month or month &amp;amp; a half), but we're making progress.  (Our oil royalties took a dive, we were counting on them to get out of debt fast, but oh well.)  Hopefully in about 9 months the college loan will be paid off &amp;amp; all that will be left is our mortgage!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am so glad we decided to do this - even if it has been difficult.  To think of how nice it will be to have a debt-free life...  Freedom!  True freedom!  I'm still holding onto the hope that one day I'll be able to stay home &amp;amp; play mommy all day long, but even if things don't work that way for a long time, we're in a better place now than most Americans get to at retirement age even.  We're way ahead of the curve &amp;amp; I'm loving it.  Every sacrifice is worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6314195751171001980?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6314195751171001980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6314195751171001980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6314195751171001980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6314195751171001980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-car-payments.html' title='No more car payments!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6861172942807662136</id><published>2009-04-01T13:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:20:53.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months down!  ...9 to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How did we do this month?  (Well, last month since I'm posting this on the 1st...)&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1 - nothing new - broken.  &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;  I got that iPhone.  Yes, it was an early birthday gift, but it still broke the rules.  At least Luke's was free...  although it was new also, so that's still literally breaking the rule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #2 - no frivolous spending - broken.  &lt;em&gt;double sigh&lt;/em&gt;  The new phones &amp;amp; the cable.  I still justify the cable as entertainment since we aren't spending money on anything else.  No matter how I justify it though, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt; the rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #3 - less eating out - not broken!  We went out twice as a family, fast food both times even, so we didn't spend "that much" on food out.  We also stuck to our individual once/week rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #4 - outings - not broken!  We still haven't had any outings at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30 transactions this month: 8 grocery, 5 restaurant, 12 gas, 5 other (1 beer run, 1 AT&amp;amp;T for my iPhone, 1 car part to fix my a/c, 1 car inspection), plus $20 cash withdrawal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We should be paying Luke's car off in the next week, unless some unexpected disaster pops up.  So, while we broke the rules a little, I think we're doing good.  Hey, we've made it to APRIL with only one major breaking of the rules.  We've just got to make it the rest of the year without it happening again...  fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6861172942807662136?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6861172942807662136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6861172942807662136&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6861172942807662136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6861172942807662136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-nothingness.html' title='3 months down!  ...9 to go.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4443104944791995992</id><published>2009-03-30T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:09:03.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grandy's&lt;/span&gt; Saturday night.  (That was meal # 2 out for the month.)  We also hit the grocery store, but wouldn't you know - I forgot the waffles.  doh!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; day wasn't off to the best start without his blueberry waffle this morning.  Oops.  We spent no money Sunday, and no money today.  I did all the cooking Saturday night/Sunday morning (I'll slowly be adding the recipes to &lt;a href="http://www.easyonthemeat.blogspot.com/"&gt;my cooking blog&lt;/a&gt;), so Luke is set for the month (and then some I'm sure).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...and that's all I have to say about that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4443104944791995992?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4443104944791995992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4443104944791995992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4443104944791995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4443104944791995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/rest-of-weekend.html' title='The rest of the weekend.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1654329036883602270</id><published>2009-03-28T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:20:46.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how have I forgotten to post?  Honestly, my iPhone is keeping me off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;.  I can check my email &amp;amp; such from it, so I don't seem to be stuck online as much - that's a good thing!  So, let's see...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; I had Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; ordering a burrito with no chili &amp;amp; no cheese is a mind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;boggler&lt;/span&gt;).  I spent about $2.  Friday I got off work at 1, so I did the big grocery trip.  I spent a lot, and I still need to go get a few things at the normal grocery store (I went to Sprouts).  Not sure how I spent so much, I do know we need a lot of staple items, but have groceries suddenly gone up?  Wow.  I'll hit Kroger tonight I guess, so I can do all the meat cooking tomorrow.  Today we've stayed in so far - it's COLD!  Who knows though, maybe I can talk Luke into going to Kroger with me &amp;amp; grabbing some dinner beforehand...  We do still have 1 outing for the month if we want to use it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1654329036883602270?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1654329036883602270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1654329036883602270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1654329036883602270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1654329036883602270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-few-days.html' title='The last few days'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2752701562027050512</id><published>2009-03-25T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:31:37.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was a horrible, no-good, very bad day for me.  BUT it didn't involve money, so I guess it was a successful day.  Thank goodness this week is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;down slide&lt;/span&gt; now!  I have to work all day tomorrow, boo!, but I get off early Friday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2752701562027050512?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2752701562027050512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2752701562027050512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2752701562027050512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2752701562027050512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4983351223061808381</id><published>2009-03-24T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:30:06.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky milk run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a disaster &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was!  The Whole Foods I went to was closed.  I *think* they are just remodeling, but I was in such shock that I just kept on driving.  I knew there was another one not too far away, so I headed to that one.  Wouldn't you know it - that one didn't have the &lt;a href="http://www.sodeliciousdairyfree.com/products/coconut_yogurt.html"&gt;coconut milk yogurt&lt;/a&gt;.  The reason I was specifically going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WF&lt;/span&gt;.  Ugh!  I drowned my sorrows in a tub of coconut milk ice cream instead.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than that...  no money spent today.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4983351223061808381?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4983351223061808381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4983351223061808381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4983351223061808381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4983351223061808381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/sucky-milk-run.html' title='Sucky milk run.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7501797748366825656</id><published>2009-03-23T16:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:05:04.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk run for the week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gotta run by Whole Foods to grab some milk &amp;amp; some coconut milk yogurt.  I'm really excited since it means I'll be doing that at rush hour.  Why didn't I just get my lazy butt out the door &amp;amp; go yesterday?  Oh well, can't change the past.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7501797748366825656?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7501797748366825656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7501797748366825656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7501797748366825656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7501797748366825656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/milk-run-for-week.html' title='Milk run for the week.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6909215872926899543</id><published>2009-03-21T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:46:15.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying on track!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're back where we should be.  Friday Luke said "tomorrow we should go get curtains for the bedroom".  I've been wanting curtains a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; time now, but I was good &amp;amp; said no - we can't.  We didn't spend any money this weekend.  We had plenty of fun, but it was all FREE fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6909215872926899543?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6909215872926899543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6909215872926899543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6909215872926899543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6909215872926899543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/staying-on-track.html' title='Staying on track!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7482395936495447443</id><published>2009-03-20T08:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:04:14.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The explanation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/hole-is-getting-bigger.html"&gt;From yesterday&lt;/a&gt;.)  I feel like I need to explain the whole thing.  I do feel guilty about falling off the wagon, but I also feel okay with it.  We are doing SO well this year.  We haven't bought anything new or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt;, no matter how tempting it has been.  Think about it realistically though - we can't go out &amp;amp; spend money anywhere, so we don't have much entertainment.  Splurging on cable has been something we've debate on for years.  Obviously we CAN live without it, but when you've got nothing else to do with your free time, basic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; gets old.  (ha!  Nothing else...  I could clean the house, exercise more, sew, bake, cook, visit friends...  sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By adding the cable (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fiber-optic&lt;/span&gt;-whatever-it's-called) we were able to drop our home phone.  Something we use maybe twice a year - if that.  We get calls on it, but 99.9% of those calls are solicitors.  We don't use it to make calls, and only a handful of people know the number to call us.  We "had" to have it, per AT&amp;amp;T, since we chose not to have cable to begin with.  Sure, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UVerse&lt;/span&gt; is gonna cost us more than the phone did, but we will USE that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; can now watch his beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Doddlebops&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JayJay&lt;/span&gt;, and Luke &amp;amp; I can enjoy movies or whatever.  (AND, I can watch cooking shows!!!!  Oh how I miss them!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luke was very good - he called up &amp;amp; told them he wanted the cheapest line-up they have.  Well, that one doesn't include the receiver.  So, for the price of that line-up + the receiver, we could have the next step up, which has more channels &amp;amp; includes the receiver.  It doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure out what he decided to do.  :)  So, we have the U200 line-up &amp;amp; i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt; now.  We don't have a home phone.  I forget what Luke said the new monthly cost is, but it's not "that" much more, and when you take into account the fact that we now have entertainment, it's all good in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The phones, well, that's another story...  I've wanted to drop Verizon for a while now 'cause I had an issue about a year ago that they refused to help me with.  Their customer service SUCKS.  I've been done with them since then, just waiting for my contract to expire.  It expired at the end of January.  That was annoying.  I was still stuck since I couldn't buy anything new.  I once figured out how to get USED phones, for FREE, and have a cheaper monthly plan by us switching.  When it came down to it though, I wanted a phone with a data package &amp;amp; knew I wouldn't be happy settling for something else.  So we didn't switch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One day I decided that I really wanted something fun for my 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  It wasn't fair that this challenge would keep me from being able to have a nice celebration of a big milestone.  I finally decided that my birthday would be a good time to splurge on a new cell phone &amp;amp; get us switched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I guess my birthday is gonna be a 2 month+ celebration 'cause my present came yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luke was good, he took the crappy FREE phone.  I debated between the Blackberry Pearl &amp;amp; the iPhone, and eventually the iPhone one.  (Luke said the Blackberry was ugly anyway.  But, hello!, it was PINK!)  I also got a "cover" (in PINK!, duh) since I am a bit accident prone, and a car charger 'cause I understand the batteries don't last long.  So it was a little over $250 for the whole thing.  I think that's fine for a special birthday gift.  Even if it did break the rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The plan isn't "that" bad.  We were spending about $70/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mth&lt;/span&gt; on my phone with Verizon &amp;amp; $15-20/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mth&lt;/span&gt; on Luke's.  (He had an old employee plan from back in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PrimeCo&lt;/span&gt; days still.)  So, let's call it $85 on a good month.  Now we have a family plan - 550 minutes between the 2 of us (we're not big talkers) for $60 ($50+$10 for the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; line), each of us has 200 texts for $10 ($5 each), and my data plan added $30.  So, our bill is now $100, just $15 more.  I call it a deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, we're back on track today.  I think tonight we'll cuddle up on the couch (or the bed) and watch some cable.  Wow, it's been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;looooooong&lt;/span&gt; time since I've said that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7482395936495447443?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7482395936495447443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7482395936495447443&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7482395936495447443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7482395936495447443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/explanation.html' title='The explanation'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2486840944332880790</id><published>2009-03-19T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:12:04.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The hole is getting bigger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know when you start digging just a little hole, thinking it'll help, not hurt, but the hole starts getting bigger &amp;amp; you start sinking into it?  That is what I'm listening to right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last year Luke &amp;amp; I decided that this year we'd break down &amp;amp; invest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UVerse&lt;/span&gt;.  We also decided (well *I* did) that this would be the year of phone upgrades.  We knew the Verizon contract was up at the end of January, so we planned to switch to AT&amp;amp;T.  I decided if we were switching, I deserved a cool *cough,cough,iPhone/Blackberry,cough,cough* new phone with the new plan.  Then, we decided to do this crazy challenge &amp;amp; so we sat aside the idea of both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, here we are almost 3 full months into this thing &amp;amp; we've broken the rules.  I think the fact that we already had it in our minds before we decided to do the challenge made it impossible to go a whole year w/out doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, here I listen to Luke talking to the AT&amp;amp;T lady, getting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UVerse&lt;/span&gt; hooked up &amp;amp; switching our cell phones over.  When he's done we have to head to the AT&amp;amp;T store and get the phones.  *SIGH*  We're in over our heads people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, and we'll be without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; during the wait between the disconnection of our home phone &amp;amp; the installation of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UVerse&lt;/span&gt;.  On the bright side - we have the hook up on connection, and he's hoping to squeeze us in tomorrow, or worst case Sunday.  So it won't be too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's my confession for now.  Gotta go get the kiddo &amp;amp; head out to the store...  Gosh, we failed this challenge.  Is it wrong that I'm happy about the failure though?  ;)  Back on the wagon after this though.  It's our first big failure, so we're doing good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2486840944332880790?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2486840944332880790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2486840944332880790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2486840944332880790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2486840944332880790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/hole-is-getting-bigger.html' title='The hole is getting bigger...'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5081343994773751231</id><published>2009-03-18T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:08:42.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TARGET - oh, how I miss thee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all, I started my day with my one meal out.  I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McD's&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.  Maybe I should stick to eating out for breakfast only - it's never a disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On my lunch break I headed to Target to get stuff to restock the candy jar here at work &amp;amp; grab a snack for Luke at work.  (Wish I had recalled that he's off for the next 2 days, I need to hide them until Monday...)  What did I have to walk past though?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all - the purses!  Oh, how I want a fun new spring purse!  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PINKs&lt;/span&gt;, the purples, the greens...  My silver one is gonna look very out of season.  I love it, but I need to retire it for a few months.  Guess I'll go search my closet...  but I think I got rid of everything already.  Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second - the EASTER stuff!  Did you know that they have a &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Tonka-Dump-Truck-Plush-Basket/dp/B001J88GTO/qid=1237410282/ref=br_1_6/185-0906542-9915458?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=393656011&amp;amp;frombrowse=1&amp;amp;rh=&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TONKA&lt;/span&gt; TRUCK Easter basket&lt;/a&gt;?  Seriously.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; NEEDS that.  It's not a want.  It's not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; thing.  He NEEDS it.  sigh  Okay, it is a want and is most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; thing.  Boo!  Boo!  Boo!  (Oh, and it's totally a hint if anyone reading this feels the need to buy him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tonka&lt;/span&gt; Truck basket...  or a turtle one, they were cute, so were the Cars ones, or the Elmo one...  Oh, but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tonka&lt;/span&gt; basket was beyond perfect!!)  The eggs - did you know they have eggs that you turn on &amp;amp; they say "I'm hiding" (or something like that) and eggs with Sesame Street characters, eggs with little cars, eggs with all kinds of fun stuff.  sigh, sigh, sigh!  Next year I WILL spend money on Easter.  I'm not even doing an Easter celebrating at our house this year 'cause we can't spend money.  I guess it doesn't matter about a basket or eggs, huh?  Gosh, no Easter basket for my baby.  Eh, he won't know the difference yet, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5081343994773751231?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5081343994773751231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5081343994773751231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5081343994773751231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5081343994773751231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/target-oh-how-i-miss-thee.html' title='TARGET - oh, how I miss thee.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7547368367311693997</id><published>2009-03-16T19:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:12:47.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggy, bloggie, blog-blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday was a disaster - but not Year Without-wise.  Let's just say the disaster started when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; decided to stand up in the cart at Sprouts &amp;amp; went flying backwards into the cart.  Have you ever heard a child screaming so loud that the entire store could hear it?  That was MY child.  My sweet little angel.  Now, before you go thinking I'm an awful mom for thinking about it that way, let me say that he was perfectly alright.  He was screaming, crying, and saying "no-no!  no-no!".  He knew standing up was a no-no, I didn't have to tell him.  sigh  The trip went downhill from there, although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; ended up with a new toothbrush, some whale shaped soap (that he had a reaction to - go figure!), and some pudding mix.  One day I'll make the pudding...  One day...  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyhow...  I think my grocery budget idea when down the drain this month.  After spending an obnoxious amount at Sprouts (yes, it was mostly produce &amp;amp; dairy, just a couple of other things thrown in), I remembered that I forgot peanut butter &amp;amp; we're almost out &amp;amp; I can't make granola bars without it.  So off I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brookshire's&lt;/span&gt; for peanut butter, wheat flour, pepperoni ('cause I decided to make pizza for dinner), &amp;amp; Dr Pepper (per Luke's request).  Okay, fine, not too far off the the budget idea...  THEN I had to run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt; today 'cause I have got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eczema&lt;/span&gt;/hives/whatever under control.  I got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aquaphor&lt;/span&gt; ointment &amp;amp; non-soap cleaner.  That stuff ain't cheap!  Hopefully it works though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, blah, blah, blah, you really didn't want to know all that.  That's the past 2 days here though.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7547368367311693997?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7547368367311693997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7547368367311693997&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7547368367311693997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7547368367311693997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloggy-bloggie-blog-blog.html' title='Bloggy, bloggie, blog-blog'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-377515429557544316</id><published>2009-03-15T09:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:05:04.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We stayed in our pajamas all day.  Seriously.  It was wonderful!  After I put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; to bed I had a nice soak in a &lt;a href="http://www.lushusa.com/shop"&gt;Lush&lt;/a&gt; bath.  I started the year with enough for 4 baths, so I've got to make it last.  I wish I could just run out &amp;amp; stock up on bubble bars &amp;amp; bath bombs, but that wouldn't be very frugal, now would it?  Today we're off to the store - produce, dairy, eggs, and some more yeast 'cause I want to make a sourdough starter so we can have some yummy sourdough bread in a week or two.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By the way - I'm kinda curious how many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; actually read this blog.  Would you mind posting a little hello comment if you read this?  Just to feed my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-377515429557544316?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/377515429557544316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=377515429557544316&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/377515429557544316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/377515429557544316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6721496426046685810</id><published>2009-03-13T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:31:27.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch out x 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luke &amp;amp; I both had lunch out today.  I spent $1 and some change, Luke had 2 "small" burgers, so whatever that costs.  This weekend I have to go on the mini grocery run, so that's more money.  I did make $25 though.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!  I got a request from IBM a few weeks ago to do an IRS survey that was really boring, but it paid me $25, which came in the mail today.  Free money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6721496426046685810?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6721496426046685810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6721496426046685810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6721496426046685810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6721496426046685810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/lunch-out-x-2.html' title='Lunch out x 2.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7791405336330886733</id><published>2009-03-11T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:20:43.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold &amp; rainy.  Blah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No money spent, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm trying to work on the amount of money we've been spending on groceries.  This is really difficult for me &amp;amp; something I sad I wasn't gonna touch this year.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We eat mostly organic, not much processed, and lots of fresh fruits &amp;amp; veggies.  I'm not really willing to change what we eat - health is too important to set aside for money as far as I am concerned!  However, we're averaging $500/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mth&lt;/span&gt; in groceries for the 3 of us (based on the last 6-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; months).  That's actually quite a bit.  (Granted, we aren't eating out much, so of course our budget is gonna go a little higher, BUT!, not that much.)  I've never had to budget groceries (or anything for that matter) so I never had a clue what we spent.  A week or so ago we started looking at the categories of spending to see the difference we've made this year &amp;amp; there was the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' chunk of grocery pie (we had it up on a pie chart).  MAN!  In December we spent over $700 in groceries.  Yes, you read that right!  Granted, that was all the family meals, the special holiday goodies, the work parties, etc, but still $700?!  Ridiculous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I'm trying to cut out all the extra grocery trips.  If we need milk, fine, but running to the store to buy milk &amp;amp; walking out with bags of stuff can't keep happening.  I'm not good being out of something.  I hate not being able to cook what I want 'cause I'm missing an ingredient that has no substitute, or not being able to eat what I'm craving 'cause it was finished off last week.  *BUT* I need to learn to either stock up or suck it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The longest I think I can go w/out a trip for fruits &amp;amp; veggies is 2 weeks.  So, every 2 weeks I can stock up on fruits, veggies, eggs, and dairy products.  I'm gonna try to stock up on all the dry goods, meats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toiletries&lt;/span&gt;, etc. once month.  In between those times we're gonna have to learn to suck it up.  (The exception being if we run completely out of milk or fresh veggies.)&lt;br /&gt;So far we're off to a good start...  But this weekend we'll have to make a produce/dairy trip so it'll be my first test.  Will I pass???  Plus, Luke &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; will be at home all day Thurs &amp;amp; Fri next week, so they'll eat who knows what...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt;!  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7791405336330886733?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7791405336330886733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7791405336330886733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7791405336330886733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7791405336330886733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-rainy-blah.html' title='Cold &amp; rainy.  Blah!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7782358370786164846</id><published>2009-03-09T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:22:49.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I forgot about a chunk of money we spent.  Luke ordered a compressor for my car.  I'm sorry, but I just CAN'T live without an a/c in the summer.  Especially since 1)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; is in the car with me for 30+ miles in the heat of the day &amp;amp; 2)I buy groceries far enough away from home that I could ruin stuff if they got that hot.  (Oh, and 3)I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BTDT&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I do not plan on doing it again.)  He is fixing it himself, rather than paying the ridiculous amount the dealership wanted, to that's something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today the only money I spent was on milk, detergent &amp;amp; some ice cream.  You know, the necessities in life.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7782358370786164846?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7782358370786164846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7782358370786164846&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7782358370786164846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7782358370786164846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1589784812411013579</id><published>2009-03-08T21:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:17:49.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, funday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We spent no money.  That's all.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1589784812411013579?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1589784812411013579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1589784812411013579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1589784812411013579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1589784812411013579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday, funday!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6526127644099267785</id><published>2009-03-07T19:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:29:04.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday &amp; Staurday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday - had to get the car inspected.  Boo.  $39 for that.  Then we took the $20 I got Thursday to have dinner.  Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt;.  It was everything I expected, so it was money well spent for once.  It counts as one of the family meals out, but it didn't cost us, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I went to my sister's &amp;amp; got the sewing machine.  I am determined to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt; SOMETHING crafty.  We'll see how it really goes once I get started tonight.  I did spend $2 'cause I stopped to get gas &amp;amp; decided to get a drink too.  I'm really not sure where that falls in the rules...  I'll call it my meal out for the week since I didn't take one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6526127644099267785?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6526127644099267785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6526127644099267785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6526127644099267785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6526127644099267785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-staurday.html' title='Friday &amp; Staurday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3711137690832399130</id><published>2009-03-05T11:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:04:31.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do, what to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(I didn't post yesterday - there was nothing TO post.)&lt;br /&gt;So, a co-worker asked me what my plans were for this afternoon with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;.  I told her we'd either be going home for a nap (poor kiddo has been TIRED lately), or we'd go to the park.  A little while later she said she had something for me &amp;amp; went to her car to get it.  She came back with $20 &amp;amp; said "take your baby out to lunch".  Awwwww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I'm all about using gift money for what the giver wishes, BUT I'm also all about not spending money.  What should I do?  I won't take him to lunch today 'cause he will have already eaten &amp;amp; the time I pick him up is actually nap time.  So, should I treat us all to dinner out?  Lunch out on a different day?  Save it to take him somewhere fun next week?  Put the $20 in the bank &amp;amp; move on?  What shall I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3711137690832399130?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3711137690832399130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3711137690832399130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3711137690832399130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3711137690832399130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-what-to-do.html' title='What to do, what to do...'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1825882983063673808</id><published>2009-03-03T20:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:10:27.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing, nothing, nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No money spent.  In other news today, my child took a 4 - yes FOUR - hour nap.  Insane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1825882983063673808?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1825882983063673808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1825882983063673808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1825882983063673808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1825882983063673808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-nothing-nothing.html' title='Nothing, nothing, nothing.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7790287358920513294</id><published>2009-03-01T20:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:12:51.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Cooking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really wasn't feeling like cooking today, but I knew it had to be done. &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the result &amp;amp; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Trgwet2YkV0/SatMKgfoFJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Kjd8XAZuAoo/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Trgwet2YkV0/SatMK0EZ1tI/AAAAAAAAABA/0LWPBw5J9oU/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308420334445778642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Trgwet2YkV0/SatMK0EZ1tI/AAAAAAAAABA/0LWPBw5J9oU/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 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There's also still some chopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; chicken &amp;amp; roast chicken breast from last month - plus taco meat that I cooked Saturday. I'd say Luke's pretty set for March. As for me, well I think I'm gonna try just eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kefir&lt;/span&gt; or yogurt &amp;amp; granola for lunch, with fruit as a snack, then I'll make (and eat) the usual veggies to go along with whatever Luke picks for the evening. I also have LOTS of frozen beans. I love beans. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, the aftermath was way worse than that pic leads you to believe. The entire kitchen is a nightmare, but I thought I'd spare myself that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;. ;) I did also bake some really yummy granola and some granola bars. I am beat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; off to a good start for March!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7790287358920513294?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7790287358920513294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7790287358920513294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7790287358920513294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7790287358920513294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/03/monthly-cooking-day.html' title='Monthly Cooking Day'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Trgwet2YkV0/SatMKgfoFJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Kjd8XAZuAoo/s72-c/DSC00132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8303137012387982523</id><published>2009-02-28T21:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:51:09.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months down!  ...10 to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #1 - &lt;em&gt;nothing new&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!  We didn't buy&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;anything new.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #2 - &lt;em&gt;no frivolous spending&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!  We didn't buy anything for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #3 - &lt;em&gt;less eating out&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!  We were both successful this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rule #4 - &lt;em&gt;outings&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!  We didn't go anywhere that required paid admission this month either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even better - this month we made extra money selling old jewelry!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;27 transactions:  10 gas, 4 restaurant, 7 grocery, 6 other (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt;, Once Upon a Child, Kid to Kid, Diapers.com (we use disposable over night), beer store (serious bending of rules...), &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Petsmart&lt;/span&gt;), plus $10 in cash (Luke's lunch one day &amp;amp; 2 boxes of Girl Scout cookies 'cause &lt;a href="http://crazyreynolds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rena's&lt;/a&gt; daughter's troop was at Kroger tonight...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think we're doing really well with the challenge.  I'm very proud of us.  In fact, today I went to the mall.  A few months ago I wouldn't have thought about packing a lunch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; - they do sell food at the mall - but today I packed lunch &amp;amp; saved us at least $10.  Living this way creates a whole different way of thinking.  Or maybe it just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; makes you think.  Period.  Before we just took things for granted, now we think everything through.  I hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; else is doing well too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8303137012387982523?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8303137012387982523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8303137012387982523&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8303137012387982523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8303137012387982523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-months-down-10-to-go.html' title='2 months down!  ...10 to go.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3509864936271612930</id><published>2009-02-28T06:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:59:38.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luke used his weekly lunch out &amp;amp; had 2 burgers.  (Yes, TWO, but I think he gets the little ones &amp;amp; he doesn't get fries.)  That was about it.  I'm headed to the mall (gasp) today.  Just so we can get out of the house.  We're meeting some friends there, so I'm sure it'll be a great day - plus I'll have someone else to keep me from being tempted to buy anything.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3509864936271612930?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3509864936271612930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3509864936271612930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3509864936271612930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3509864936271612930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7547329139908944902</id><published>2009-02-26T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:47:46.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Meal #2 - ANOTHER disappointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shouldn't be surprised that it was a disappointment, all meals out are.  sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's worse is that I knew better!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a long day, it was after 5, and I just didn't feel like cooking.  Plus, I've been wanting a burger &amp;amp; french fries with gravy (I know, so unlike me - sometimes you just need some CRAP food though!).  I decided to stop at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt;.  The one here in town.  I know better.  Why didn't I stop at a different one?  Or maybe go to Dairy Queen.  ONE day I'll learn.  I ordered a #1 for Luke, a #7 for me (pick your jaw up off the floor - I always switch the burger patty for a fake one when I get home), and a kid's chicken strip meal for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;.  $14 - even.  Crazy!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Problem #1 - "I want the toy for the little kid"  "the what?"  "don't you have a toy for toddlers?...  I want that...  the toy for smaller kids"  "huh?...  oh, okay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Let me throw in this little tidbit:  I have gotten food from this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; 3 or 4 times now.  EVERY time it was been screwed up, my service has been horrible, and I've vowed never to go back.  One time I paid, pulled up to the second window, and the guy looked at me confused &amp;amp; said "what did you order?"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;So, I pull up, pay - which took forever for some reason, then go to window #2.  I FINALLY got the food, pulled up, looked at the bags quickly to make sure there were 3 meals, and went home.  The whole time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; is scream "chicken!". &lt;br /&gt;I get home, pull the food out, and guess what?  THERE'S NO *bleeping* CHICKEN!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, AND, the toy is not the under 3 toy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What am I gonna do at that point?  I'm exhausted, hungry, have a cranky toddler, and I just want to sit down, eat dinner, and get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; in bed.  So I did nothing.  I was gonna drive all the way back &amp;amp; there's no point in calling 'cause they can't do anything over the phone.  I am so frustrated.  This time I mean it - I will not go there again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am really starting to think God is trying to help me stick to the rules.  Every trip out to eat has been crappy.  Yes, I do expect more than I used to since I don't go very often.  Yes, I know customer service sucks these days.  Yes, I do get cranky when I feel I've wasted my money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, there you have it - $14 wasted.  Well, not totally.  My burger &amp;amp; fries (with gravy - 'cause they did give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; the gravy) were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; yummy.  My child hardly ate anything though 'cause he's not a fan of burgers &amp;amp; I refused to let him eat a meal of french fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a lighter note, I ran into Target this afternoon JUST for wipes.  I left with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wipes&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; face wash (I remembered once I was there that I'm about to run out).  I call that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; trip.  Especially since we walked around the whole place &amp;amp; I didn't pick anything else up.  Trust me, that's always gonna be a hard thing for me - I love me some Target!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7547329139908944902?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7547329139908944902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7547329139908944902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7547329139908944902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7547329139908944902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-meal-2-another-disappointment.html' title='Family Meal #2 - ANOTHER disappointment.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2561734020506963674</id><published>2009-02-25T15:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:03:31.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakery Outlet Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow, the bakery outlet was WIPED OUT.  The shelves were very bare, so I just grabbed a few loaves of bread &amp;amp; some snacks for each of us to have at work.  I spent $15 - 3 loaves of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oroweat&lt;/span&gt;, a package of hamburger buns, 2 packages of brownie 100 calorie packs, 2 packages of peanut butter crackers (no worries - they're safe!), some pecan pies for Luke, and some tortilla chips.  I was a little disappointed by the trip, but what can I do if they're out of stuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It just occurred to me that I lied yesterday.  We bought dog food, so I did spend money.  Of course, they do have to eat, so it wasn't something fun by any means.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2561734020506963674?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2561734020506963674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2561734020506963674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2561734020506963674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2561734020506963674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/bakery-outlet-day.html' title='Bakery Outlet Day'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2524148502645270874</id><published>2009-02-24T18:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:01:17.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The month is almost over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We've almost made it 2 full months - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I spent no money today.  I did get some Starbucks 'cause I've been really, really wanting it and, well, I haven't had any coffee in months.  Once again, it wasn't worth the money - but it didn't cost me anything (I still have a gift card from Christmas) so I guess that's okay.  :)  It's really funny to me that the less I spend money &amp;amp; time going out to eat the less I enjoy it when I DO go.  I think I expect so much more out of it since it's a special treat.  Oh well, maybe it'll help me really break any habits/desires for eating out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That'd&lt;/span&gt; be a good thing in my book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2524148502645270874?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2524148502645270874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2524148502645270874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2524148502645270874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2524148502645270874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/month-is-almost-over.html' title='The month is almost over.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6172450707341615712</id><published>2009-02-23T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:53:24.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ile de France Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love cheese.  All cheese.  I really love goat cheese.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yummm&lt;/span&gt;-o!  Check out &lt;a href="http://iledefrancecheese.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; France&lt;/a&gt; for some yummy cheese ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will admit it, I am getting a free sample cheese out of the shameless promotion.  But, heck, it's good stuff even if I never get my freebie.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6172450707341615712?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6172450707341615712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6172450707341615712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6172450707341615712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6172450707341615712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/ile-de-france-cheese.html' title='Ile de France Cheese'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2943182721445586178</id><published>2009-02-22T13:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:20:06.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed a couple of days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's the recap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did go to the grocery store again &amp;amp; bought the stuff I forgot.  I also had to order diapers 'cause Mr Sensitive can only sleep in disposables or he gets a BAD rash.  (BTW, if you haven't ever ordered diapers online, check out &lt;a href="http://www.diapers.com/"&gt;Diapers.com&lt;/a&gt;.  You can get all kinds of stuff, not just diapers, fro&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;m them&lt;/span&gt;.  Use the code: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HELE&lt;/span&gt;1066 &amp;amp; you get $10 off your first order of $49 or more.  Shipping is free on orders over $49, so I usually just buy a bulk pack and add rash ointment, soap, lotion, or a toy (well, not toys this year) to hit the $49.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night I went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MNI&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hani's&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; it was fun!  I enjoyed meeting a few new ladies &amp;amp; chatting with old friends. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I feel like crap.  I woke up with swollen eyes (again! - 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time this week) and a KILLER headache.  I still have the headache 5 hours later.  sigh  I can say, without a doubt, I will not be spending money today.  I'm impressed I took a shower &amp;amp; managed to write this all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's to a good week ahead of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2943182721445586178?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2943182721445586178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2943182721445586178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2943182721445586178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2943182721445586178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-missed-couple-of-days.html' title='I missed a couple of days.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-165761044636385533</id><published>2009-02-19T19:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:02:13.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE groceries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to make another grocery stop.  Luke is having some guys over Sat night &amp;amp; I'm going to the Frugal Mom's Night In at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hani's&lt;/span&gt;, so I needed a few things.  Plus the typical, milk, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oj&lt;/span&gt;, butter, eggs, fruit, &amp;amp; crackers.  I totally forgot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; needed soap (he's allergic to everything I try on him other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aveno&lt;/span&gt; - weird!) &amp;amp; we need our Eggo Blueberry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Multigrain&lt;/span&gt; Waffle stash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;replenished&lt;/span&gt;.  So, I still have to go back for those 2 things.  &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;  Money, money, money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-165761044636385533?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/165761044636385533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=165761044636385533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/165761044636385533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/165761044636385533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-groceries.html' title='MORE groceries.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4135074755125694547</id><published>2009-02-18T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:24:13.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>$8 on lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went out to lunch.  I spent $8.  It totally wasn't worth it!  The company was nice, and really the only reason I went was for the company, but the food (and the crappy service) was SO not worth that much money.  The less often I go out to eat, the more I expect out of it.  I know the restaurant industry very well - and I am disappointed in it daily.  Oh well, it's a good thing that I didn't enjoy spending the money on lunch.  No, really, it is.  Now I won't have much desire to rush out &amp;amp; do it again.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4135074755125694547?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4135074755125694547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4135074755125694547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4135074755125694547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4135074755125694547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-on-lunch.html' title='$8 on lunch'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4661635324672016187</id><published>2009-02-17T15:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:15:32.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not a rough day frugally, but it was a rough day at work.  I'm glad to be at home now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really have nothing to report about money (which, as I've said many times, is good!).  I feel like posting here every day helps keep me accountable though, so I post...  Boring, I know.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;On a totally random note, I have decided to write out my love story, a la &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm really enjoying it too.  (Although it's NOTHING like her story.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;...and that's all I have to say about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4661635324672016187?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4661635324672016187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4661635324672016187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4661635324672016187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4661635324672016187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/rough-day.html' title='Rough Day'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3762457970792040022</id><published>2009-02-16T20:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:08:50.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Presidents' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too bad Obama didn't approve a stimulus plan to pay off all my debt. ;) I know, he hasn't signed it YET, but he's sooo going to. It's the American way - run up your bills &amp;amp; ask someone to bail you out. ((rolling my eyes))&lt;br /&gt;I went to work, ate lunch at work, and came home. Exciting, huh? I guess it is as long as NO MONEY is involved. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3762457970792040022?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3762457970792040022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3762457970792040022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3762457970792040022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3762457970792040022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-presidents-day.html' title='Happy Presidents&apos; Day!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3426466947655742912</id><published>2009-02-15T20:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:50:17.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Funday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We hung out at home &amp;amp; did nothing all morning, then headed to the park (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; FREE) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;to play&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon.  It was a great day.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3426466947655742912?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3426466947655742912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3426466947655742912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3426466947655742912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3426466947655742912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday, Funday.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8831969217266418194</id><published>2009-02-15T07:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:59:43.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a nice day full of fun.  Luke planned on taking us &amp;amp; the bikes to my favorite park - the park where he proposed 7.5 years ago - but he didn't check out the weather report.  Oops.  We decided maybe it was too cold (although it was nicer as the day dragged on).  I wanted to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; to the Children's Museum...  but we opted for the [FREE] &lt;a href="http://www.irvingbible.org/index.php?id=1516#c5969"&gt;Tubes&lt;/a&gt; instead.  He had a blast!  Then we visited some family (also free - score!).  It was getting towards dinner time though, and we were a long way from home, so we did go out to eat at Olive Garden.  That was our first meal out as a family all year!  (We are allowed 2 per month if we want to use them.)  We spent about $40 when all was said &amp;amp; done, which we really didn't need to spend.  sigh  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; insisted on pizza, so I ordered him a pizza.  Guess what?  He didn't eat any of it!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;!  He ate salad instead.  I'm happy he chose salad over pizza (come on folks - he's 19 months old!!), but I wouldn't have ordered a pizza &amp;amp; wasted the money if I knew he'd decide salad was better.  Oh well.  Live &amp;amp; learn.  It was a difficult meal (to say the least), but when I realized that it was a TWO HOUR ordeal (30+ min wait, then waiting forever to order, then for the food, then eating, then waiting forever for the check), he did well.  Made me realize why eating out really isn't such a big deal though.  Which is a good realization if you ask me.  I spent $40 to struggle with a toddle who wasn't interested in being a part of the whole thing, and have a mediocre meal (which I totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; made at home, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;).  Isn't that what everyone wants to spend $40 on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8831969217266418194?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8831969217266418194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8831969217266418194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8831969217266418194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8831969217266418194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1937567988662816473</id><published>2009-02-13T20:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:12:22.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday...  THE THIRTEENTH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is Friday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Which means absolutely nothing really, just thought I'd share what day it is.  ha!&lt;br /&gt;I spent no money today.  Neither did Luke.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boooring&lt;/span&gt;.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was hoping to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; to the Children's Museum tomorrow (we are allowed one family outing per month if we want it), but Luke told me he was planning on taking us somewhere.  He won't say where.  Stinker!  All he said is that it's "far, far away".  From where we live, that could be basically ANYWHERE.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!  I'm guessing a park, but it's suppose to be cold so I don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; be much fun...  Guess we'll see tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1937567988662816473?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1937567988662816473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1937567988662816473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1937567988662816473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1937567988662816473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-thirteenth.html' title='Friday...  THE THIRTEENTH.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-8948968914461942344</id><published>2009-02-12T16:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:05:40.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday &amp; Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I totally forgot that I didn't re-post yesterday.  I typed out a whole blog then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deleted&lt;/span&gt; it all somehow.  sigh  The jest of it was that I had Taco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for lunch.  I was beating myself up about it, but the rules allow us to go out to eat once/week if we want to, so I finally decided I should just go.  They have these new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/span&gt; black bean &amp;amp; rice burritos...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMGosh&lt;/span&gt; they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good!  I wish I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; discovered them.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On to today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I generally buy groceries twice/month (one big trip &amp;amp; one "small" trip) &amp;amp; do any small fill-ins as needed (milk, fruit, etc.).  This week was the week for the smaller trip &amp;amp; I decided to go this afternoon, since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; needed milk.  Of course he hadn't had a nap all day so I was afraid I'd be pushing it, but he was great.  Although I learned a lesson I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; already learned by now...  Do not give a toddler a chunk of cheese to hold when he asks.  He will take a bit of it  - even though there is plastic wrap on it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!  I bought a few things for some new recipes I want to try out.  I go through phases where I really want to cook/bake all the time &amp;amp; I'm in one of those right now.  Granola bars, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-cheese dip, and no-fish fish sticks are the recipes calling my name now.  Granola bars are SO easy to make, I've just got to figure out what combo of nuts/fruit/other stuff I really like.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-cheese dip is waiting to be heated up.  It smells yummy &amp;amp; my thinking is that since it actually has no cheese it has less calories &amp;amp; fat, so I can eat more...  Right?  The no-fish fish stick may or may not be good.  I'll probably try them out this weekend.  I hope I can at least convince &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; to eat them with me.  (I highly doubt I'll trick Luke into believe that the tofu is fish...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-8948968914461942344?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/8948968914461942344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=8948968914461942344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8948968914461942344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/8948968914461942344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-thursday.html' title='Wednesday &amp; Thursday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5977876457663906686</id><published>2009-02-10T21:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:11:14.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing.  Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another day of nothing.  I did think about going out to lunch for a burrito, but I changed my mind.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5977876457663906686?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5977876457663906686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5977876457663906686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5977876457663906686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5977876457663906686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-again.html' title='Nothing.  Again.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6458538229413774561</id><published>2009-02-09T17:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:39:57.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Target</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's true...  I went to Target today.  But, I didn't spend a dime.  (Well, of my own money/for me.)  It was time to fill the office candy jars &amp;amp; for some reason I chose Target as the place to shop.  It was fun to look around &amp;amp; stuff &amp;amp; realize how much of a waste of money it all is.  In fact, and end-cap got me.  There were these really cute cups/plates/snack bowls for kiddos &amp;amp; I actually turned around to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; them out.  As I walked away from them it hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; just how smart those marketing folks at Target are!  How many moms (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; SUCKERS) did the same thing I did, but actually BOUGHT some of that stuff?  If it hadn't been on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; end-cap I wouldn't have even known it existed.  Smart &amp;amp; sly those marketing types are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6458538229413774561?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6458538229413774561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6458538229413774561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6458538229413774561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6458538229413774561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-to-target.html' title='I went to Target'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4131147554321555448</id><published>2009-02-08T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:27:57.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm seriously still in my pajamas.  At 8:30pm.  I DID take a shower, but still.  We didn't even go outside to play today.  I was just lazy!  I think that's okay every once &amp;amp; a while, right?  :)&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, if I'm in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PJs&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; spend money.  So - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4131147554321555448?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4131147554321555448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4131147554321555448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4131147554321555448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4131147554321555448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-2407831457633999698</id><published>2009-02-07T20:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:40:30.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I made more than I spent today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went &amp;amp; bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; a few more pairs of pants today.  I spent $20something (I forget exactly, I was busy keeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen's&lt;/span&gt; hands off everything while I was paying).  He's now set on clothes until it gets warm &amp;amp; he needs shorts &amp;amp; such.  (Oh, and swim trunks - I'm guessing those are gonna be really hard to find used, huh?  Ugh!)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to a gold &amp;amp; silver for cash party.  I didn't plan on walking away with much, and I did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; what I expected.  $95.  I sold a class ring (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shhhh&lt;/span&gt;, don't tell my parents!  but seriously, why did I ever NEED that?), a ring my ex gave me, an old ring that came from who-knows-where, and a gold bracelet.  I thought James Avery stuff was supposed to be worth more than "normal" silver, but they'd only give me $10 for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JA&lt;/span&gt; ring I have, so I said no thanks.  I had another ring that had a few diamonds in it that I also decided not to sell 'cause they didn't offer much.  I was very good &amp;amp; stopped on the way home &amp;amp; put the cash in the bank.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; was 5 months old he got RSV &amp;amp; was stuck in the hospital over night.  The entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; was horrible &amp;amp; I've been fighting with the hospital ever since.  (I won't bore you with teh story if yo've never heard it before.)  The billing department screwed up the billing with the insurance company &amp;amp; I've been fighting the charges with the hospital since day 1.  Well, this week we got a bill from the hospital saying we were about to be turned over to collections &amp;amp; a bill from the on-call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt; at the hospital also saying we were about to be turned over.  I don't recall ever getting a bill from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt;, so I was annoyed by it.  She did come &amp;amp; check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; (once), so I guess I have no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;recourse&lt;/span&gt; on that bill, so I'll be paying it this coming week.  The hospital bill I won't be paying though - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!  I called &amp;amp; spoke to someone on Friday &amp;amp; she finally agreed to take care of the bill.  It took from December of 2007 until now (so lots &amp;amp; lots of calls) to get it taken care of, but it finally was.  Lesson learned - you may have to stick with it for the long haul &amp;amp; you may get a lot of threats &amp;amp; nasty phone calls (I won't even go there), but if you don't feel you received &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;services&lt;/span&gt; you were billed for - FIGHT IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-2407831457633999698?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/2407831457633999698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=2407831457633999698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2407831457633999698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/2407831457633999698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-made-more-than-i-spent-today.html' title='I made more than I spent today!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4680945276518127612</id><published>2009-02-06T17:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:50:54.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I went shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kasen got a few new pairs of pants, a couple of PJ sets, 2 shirts, a a pair of Crocs.  (All used of course.)  The damage?  $30.&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around the mall this afternoon- and didn't buy a thing.  Nada!  I wasn't even tempted.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4680945276518127612?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4680945276518127612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4680945276518127612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4680945276518127612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4680945276518127612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-shopping.html' title='I went shopping.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-532528544058142224</id><published>2009-02-05T19:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:42:00.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It wasn't really wacky, I'm just running out of original titles.  We spent nothing today...  other than a nice chunk sent in towards our debt.  Look at our ticker...  we're getting there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-532528544058142224?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/532528544058142224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=532528544058142224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/532528544058142224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/532528544058142224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/wacky-wednesday.html' title='Wacky Wednesday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5404573905389679822</id><published>2009-02-04T13:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:07:48.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A milestone &amp; a question.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The milestone... At 6:30am today my car hit that magic number... 100,000 miles. I have never drive a car this long. (Well, mostly 'cause they all fell apart long before I drove that many miles. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) We bought this car brand new in the middle of 2004 &amp;amp; every mile (other than what the dealership put on it) is mine - all mine! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;So, my question is... should I get a new one? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just kidding. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My question is actually about what makes sense to pay off next (Luke's car is almost paid off - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!). The plan was to pay off my student loans. However, we could pay off the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; mortgage instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; mortgage is at 7.25%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Student loan 1 (which is the bigger of the 2) is at 3.75%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Student loan 2 is at 3.5/4.5, so let's call it 4%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Student loans are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; confusing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't want to talk numbers, so I'll just say our 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; m&lt;img class="gl_align_full" alt="Justify Full" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;ortgage is about 25% more debt than the student loans. We could definitely have the student loans paid off by the end of the year, or we'd at least get close to having the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; mortgage paid off. So, which is the smarter to pay off first? ...Maybe I need to call my good friend &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/"&gt;Dave&lt;/a&gt; and ask. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5404573905389679822?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5404573905389679822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5404573905389679822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5404573905389679822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5404573905389679822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/milestone-question.html' title='A milestone &amp; a question.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-6369789960326562193</id><published>2009-02-03T20:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:19:21.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We spent no money, yet again.  I think we've got this no spending thing down!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  Sadly though, I've got a check I've been meaning to deposit for like 2 weeks now.  I MUST get it in the bank already.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-6369789960326562193?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/6369789960326562193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=6369789960326562193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6369789960326562193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/6369789960326562193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-4088272773083503179</id><published>2009-02-02T21:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:20:33.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost did it...  but almost doesn't count.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A quick summary for the day before I head to bed!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was running late &amp;amp; I forgot my lunch.  As my lunch time approached I was really tempted to run up to Starbucks (because I have a gift card still) and grab something.  Then I remembered - I had a can of soup in my desk for this exact situation!   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for being a planner.  Now I've got to find something to stick in my desk for the next time this happens ('cause you know it will). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-4088272773083503179?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/4088272773083503179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=4088272773083503179&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4088272773083503179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/4088272773083503179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-almost-did-it-but-almost-doesnt-count.html' title='I almost did it...  but almost doesn&apos;t count.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1172368415586106450</id><published>2009-02-01T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:33:48.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Month #2, here we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was big grocery day.  That also means it was big cooking day.  I made all of Luke's meat stuff for the month.  This month I made: roasted chicken, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; chicken, chicken noodle soup, chicken enchiladas, beef &amp;amp; broccoli noodle casserole, tuna casserole (well, Luke actually made that one!), and chili.  I think he's pretty set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than the groceries, we didn't spend any money.  We did have a nice, long, family bike ride today &amp;amp; that was fun.  I am loving this weather!  I wish it would stick around for like 11 more months.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1172368415586106450?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1172368415586106450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1172368415586106450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1172368415586106450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1172368415586106450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/02/month-2-here-we-go.html' title='Month #2, here we go!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5129136967508094455</id><published>2009-01-31T20:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:40:51.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month down!  ...11 to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, here's how we did for the month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rule #1 - &lt;em&gt;nothing new&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; did get a pair of new shoes, but I looked for used first &amp;amp; got them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suuuuper&lt;/span&gt; cheap. He's allowed new shoes if I look for used first, so that wasn't breaking any rules. He also got new socks, but those are allowed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rule #2 - &lt;em&gt;no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; spending&lt;/em&gt; - not broken!&lt;/u&gt; We didn't buy ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rule #3 - &lt;em&gt;less eating out&lt;/em&gt; - broken.&lt;/u&gt; *sigh* The rule was we could each eat out ONCE per week, and we could have 2 family meals out during the month. We did great didn't eat out at all until this last week. Luke had a guy's night out, which he spent a bit more than he should on, but that was okay. BUT, Luke also went out at lunch one day the same week. That broke the rules. (I was so sure it would be ME that broke the rules, not him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rule #4 - &lt;em&gt;outings &lt;/em&gt;- not broken!&lt;/u&gt; We didn't take advantage of our one family outing this month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, while rule #3 was broken, we still did great. We spent just under $35 on meals out (which is a drastic change from what we spent monthly in 2008!), and I spent about $15 on 2 pairs of shoes &amp;amp; a pack of socks for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt;. The only other money we spent was grocery related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;27 transactions: 11 gas, 2 restaurant, 9 grocery (which includes trips just to buy milk &amp;amp; keep in mind I buy some things at Kroger, some a Sprouts, so it gets funky...) 5 other (my tire, oil filters, 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt; trips, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; socks/shoes, &amp;amp; doctor) Plus $10 in cash spent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;versus 53 transactions in December! (A few were Christmas related, but not that many...) Plus, who knows how much cash was blown in December. We've really made a change in our lives &amp;amp; it's totally gonna pay off! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5129136967508094455?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5129136967508094455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5129136967508094455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5129136967508094455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5129136967508094455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-month-down-11-to-go.html' title='1 month down!  ...11 to go.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-5404900015886367087</id><published>2009-01-31T11:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:48:53.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot day 30.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 30 - Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finally bought my mascara, which is expensive, but what can you do?  Sucks being a girl, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Luke broke a rule.  He went out to eat.  He didn't realize we had some stuff in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freezer&lt;/span&gt; he could take (this is big grocery trip weekend, so we're about out of everything), so he just bought some Wendy's.  He already went out this week, so he broke that rule.  :(  Oh well, we'll just pick back up &amp;amp; carry on.  Lesson learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-5404900015886367087?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/5404900015886367087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=5404900015886367087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5404900015886367087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/5404900015886367087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-forgot-day-30.html' title='I forgot day 30.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-7266789426172445809</id><published>2009-01-29T20:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:55:17.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know, once next month comes it's gonna be harder to number the days...&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring money-wise, which is always good. :) I did see the damage from Luke's night of fun though. $25. &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt; It's really not that bad seeing as how he hardly goes out for a guy's night. It's really not that bad compared to what it COULD have been either (at least the tickets to the basketball game&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were given to him &amp;amp; parking was free), but $25 for one person to eat &amp;amp; drink is a big number in our house. Oh well, he hasn't used his weekly meal allowance all month &amp;amp; we haven't used a family meal out all month, so I guess that more than evens out the damage. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-7266789426172445809?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/7266789426172445809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=7266789426172445809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7266789426172445809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/7266789426172445809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-29.html' title='Day 29'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3671267160898432593</id><published>2009-01-28T22:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:40:02.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...and on the 28th day, they ate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I were stuck at home all day.  He was a pretty good boy, but he drove me insane asking for juice.  It was finally time for dinner &amp;amp; I told him we'd have burritos.  Silly mama told him we were out of cheese.  (Lesson learned... maybe.)  So he suddenly really wanted cheese.  Of course.  He was nice enough to start back up on begging for the juice too.  I needed out of the house, RIGHT THEN. &lt;br /&gt;So, we got in the car with no idea where we'd go.  (Kasen's vote was for Mimi's house.  lol)  I decided I really didn't want to drive far.  Nothing here in town sounded good (nor did anything not in town...), but I knew I didn't want to get out of the car to go in the grocery store (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; had no shoes on &amp;amp; I didn't want to look that cruel).  Somehow we ended up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CFA&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kasen&lt;/span&gt; got chicken nuggets (this is such a rare thing, me giving him fast food, and it was actually hard to do), and JUICE (which I watered down, I am so mean!), I got fries &amp;amp; a side salad.  I ended up just eating the fries, so I did get 2 meals out of the deal at least. &lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of myself for going so long without restaurant food.  It wasn't a rule, but I challenged myself &amp;amp; I did well.  Of course we have to add in the fact that Luke also ate out tonight (I have no idea what kind of damage he did yet), but it was the first time (well, paying) all month for him too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3671267160898432593?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3671267160898432593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3671267160898432593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3671267160898432593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3671267160898432593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-on-28th-day-they-ate.html' title='...and on the 28th day, they ate.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-3111883500334567329</id><published>2009-01-27T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:33:10.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More sites to check out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sitting here searching for more ways to save money &amp;amp; have found a few fun sites, so I thought I'd share.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiphero.com/"&gt;Tip Hero&lt;/a&gt; (My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; tip is about freezing eggs.  I have a freaking culinary degree &amp;amp; never thought of doing that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paylessforfood.com/"&gt;Pay Less for Food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernsavers.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Southern&lt;/span&gt; Savers&lt;/a&gt; Great help for you coupon users!  (Look for the drop-down menu towards the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; find they store you shop at.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dealseekingmom.com/"&gt;Deal Seeking Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://baby-and-kids-freebies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Babies &amp;amp; Kids' Freebies&lt;/a&gt;  This one's not an easy read, but you might find something good hidden in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://freeorama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free-o-Rama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have now wasted about an hour searching through a bunch of frugal websites...  There are A LOT out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-3111883500334567329?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/3111883500334567329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=3111883500334567329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3111883500334567329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/3111883500334567329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-sites-to-check-out.html' title='More sites to check out.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-1091361682712336131</id><published>2009-01-27T09:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:53:56.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I had food from McDonald's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I can't say I haven't eaten anything from a restaurant now.  (If you want to call McDonald's a restaurant...)  However, I can still say I haven't spent money at a restaurant all month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My boss was hungry.  So he left &amp;amp; grabbed McDonald's.  He brought me back a Fruit &amp;amp; Yogurt Parfait.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yummmm&lt;/span&gt;!  He did say he'd have to figure out something I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; trade him for that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, a little TREAT like that tastes much better when it's not a typical thing.  Really, it does.  I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-1091361682712336131?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/1091361682712336131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=1091361682712336131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1091361682712336131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/1091361682712336131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-food-from-mcdonalds.html' title='I had food from McDonald&apos;s!'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444498421909524961.post-768637706184573919</id><published>2009-01-26T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:11:18.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do have to stop on the way home &amp;amp; get a few things.  Nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; though.  (Oh how I wish...)  Luke is going to the Mavericks' game on Wednesday night.  Lucky dog!  He was given the ticket, so I'll just have to make sure he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; go blow a bunch of money while he's there.  They're going out to dinner before they go, I'm not sure if he's suppose to pay for that or not...  It's making it awfully tempting for me to go out to dinner that night too.  I'm really trying to make it through the whole month without going out to eat though, so we'll see what I decide.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444498421909524961-768637706184573919?l=theyearwithout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/feeds/768637706184573919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444498421909524961&amp;postID=768637706184573919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/768637706184573919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444498421909524961/posts/default/768637706184573919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwithout.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-boring-day.html' title='Another boring day.'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uK8hojT3zwo/TV86nZY8O8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/85Bq1HmbftM/s220/DSC00816.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
