<?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-9095602326123455134</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:14:39.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coppenger Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6253400918504049303</id><published>2011-07-06T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:19:31.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationery Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:605px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:555px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 30px 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0 0 30px 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=1Aat2zdk1csXyA&amp;amp;cid=SFLYOCWIDGET&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/1Aat2zdk1csT/1Aat2zdk1csTcW/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1310008760000/0/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewMessageContainer" style="height:55px; background-color:#f4f4e9; text-align:center; padding: 15px 0 15px 0; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewTitle" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Modern Teal Thank You Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn your photos into &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/thank-you-cards style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;thank you cards&lt;/a&gt; at Shutterfly.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;View the entire &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;collection&lt;/a&gt; of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6253400918504049303?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6253400918504049303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6253400918504049303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6253400918504049303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6253400918504049303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2011/07/stationery-card.html' title='Stationery Card'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7459961783412642833</id><published>2010-01-28T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:30:22.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bump, bump....</title><content type='html'>Lily is such a joy. She is so deep in imaginative play that I love to just listen to her from another room and see what stories she will come up with next. She has been playing independently for a while now, but I'm starting to really appreciate it with the baby on the way. I know that it's going to be a huge adjustmet, but I think that Lily is going to really love being a big sister. She is already talking about all the things that she is going to teach the baby. Every time I ask her if she wants a brother or a sister she says she wants a sister. I have absolutely no feeling about the sex of the baby. I thought Lily was a boy....so I'm not very good at guessing. Everyone seems to think it's a boy, but I will be happy either way. Only a few more weeks until we get to find out and then the real planning can begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that all the books say it's too early to feel the baby move, but I have felt it. Last week I started feeling something that I thought was the baby, but this week I know it was for sure. A little bump, bump here and there. I also read that second time mothers can feel it earlier. This pregnancy is like riding a bike, you kind of forget everything, but then it all comes back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in your prayers for a healthy baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7459961783412642833?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7459961783412642833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7459961783412642833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7459961783412642833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7459961783412642833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2010/01/lily-is-such-joy.html' title='Bump, bump....'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-311845881116540610</id><published>2010-01-06T11:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:09:48.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby on Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/S0Tf0K5un9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/JgX_ByqEZhk/s1600-h/10+weeks+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/S0Tf0K5un9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/JgX_ByqEZhk/s200/10+weeks+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423705938633596882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...I'm pregnant! Woo hoo! I'm 12 weeks now which puts my due date in mid July. We are so excited and nervous. It's hard to imagine adding any more to our family...I feel like I will miss it being just the three of us. Lily is very excited, although I'm not sure she fully understands. She says that she wants a sister, but calls the baby a "he". She asks for the baby to come occasionally because she wants to play with (him). It's very cute and I think that she will love being a big sister. She is such an amazing daughter and I have really enjoyed watching her grow and understand the world around her. She says things to me almost daily that just amaze me..she knows and understands so much at such a young age..amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gained any weight yet, although I do have a little belly starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick most of the time, but it's not so bad that I can't get through the day. If I keep eating little bits, then it seems manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost can't wear my jeans anymore, so maternity clothes...here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made any plans because we are waiting for the all important gender reveal to really start planning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's a boy or a girl...I don't really have a feeling either way. I would love to have another girl. Lily has been such a joy and I would love for her to have a sister. I would love to have a boy too...having one of each would be amazing. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-311845881116540610?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/311845881116540610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=311845881116540610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/311845881116540610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/311845881116540610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-on-board.html' title='Baby on Board'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/S0Tf0K5un9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/JgX_ByqEZhk/s72-c/10+weeks+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-3704727282442531673</id><published>2009-10-21T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:12:58.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Crumbs!</title><content type='html'>Anyone who has ever bought anything online please click on this link.  Big Crumbs gives you cash back for buying the things online that you are already buying!  Just sign up for your free account and browse the online vendors.  Babies R Us, Shutterfly, Macys, Nordstrom...the list goes on and on.  You will get the deposit straight into your PayPal account.  In these financially difficult times it's nice to catch a break.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.bigcrumbs.com/crumbs/landing.do?r=libragirl153&amp;s=56631"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.bigcrumbs.com/images/BC-banner-125x125.gif"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-3704727282442531673?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/3704727282442531673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=3704727282442531673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/3704727282442531673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/3704727282442531673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-crumbs.html' title='Big Crumbs!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1495901184734188507</id><published>2009-07-12T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:09:16.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storming the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpedD-f8RI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/EiAq3WfVsEY/s1600-h/DSC_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpedD-f8RI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/EiAq3WfVsEY/s200/DSC_1020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698560087290130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpecUX3-PI/AAAAAAAAQ5Y/BsDSxwhdlLA/s1600-h/DSC_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpecUX3-PI/AAAAAAAAQ5Y/BsDSxwhdlLA/s200/DSC_1016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698547308820722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Slpeb_NdoOI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/xpVhsEIUuGw/s1600-h/DSC_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Slpeb_NdoOI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/xpVhsEIUuGw/s200/DSC_1014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698541628006626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpeboF76qI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/Ip6z6dWeBag/s1600-h/DSC_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpeboF76qI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/Ip6z6dWeBag/s200/DSC_1012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698535422421666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first all she wanted was to build sandcastles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she started &lt;strong&gt;rolling&lt;/strong&gt; around in the sand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which soon turned into &lt;strong&gt;belly crawling&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which turned into Mommy and Daddy cleaning sand off her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1495901184734188507?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1495901184734188507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1495901184734188507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1495901184734188507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1495901184734188507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2009/07/storming-beach.html' title='Storming the Beach'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SlpedD-f8RI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/EiAq3WfVsEY/s72-c/DSC_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-4093329953982510881</id><published>2009-07-09T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:16:28.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Moms</title><content type='html'>Found a Circle of Moms link that is specific to babies born in May of 2007.  I thought that was pretty cool to reach out to mom's that are right where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.circleofmoms.com/group.php?entity_id=45&amp;entity_type=Y&amp;trk=prvddlnk'&gt;May 2007 Babies on Circle of Moms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-4093329953982510881?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/4093329953982510881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=4093329953982510881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4093329953982510881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4093329953982510881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2009/07/circle-of-moms.html' title='Circle of Moms'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5387091453873507576</id><published>2009-07-02T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:33:30.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>Lily just finished her first summer session of swimming lessons. She has mastered kicking, scooping, blowing bubble and gliding. She was the star of her class...I'm not just saying that because I'm her mom...she really was the star. Today on the last day they had a free day and they got to go on the water slides. She was so excited that she did it all by herself. She would go down the slide and then get out of the pool and hug me saying "by myself" she is so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rViAcuCI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/phiZdGJna-I/s1600-h/DSC_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354053549663500322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rViAcuCI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/phiZdGJna-I/s200/DSC_0856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rU6x_JkI/AAAAAAAAQ4Y/3KmWiS_iUrc/s1600-h/DSC_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354053539133859394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rU6x_JkI/AAAAAAAAQ4Y/3KmWiS_iUrc/s200/DSC_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rUp6RQmI/AAAAAAAAQ4Q/QS0s6yoIjfY/s1600-h/DSC_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354053534605197922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rUp6RQmI/AAAAAAAAQ4Q/QS0s6yoIjfY/s200/DSC_0819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rUV_E3rI/AAAAAAAAQ4I/RQAC_LtC6Ik/s1600-h/DSC_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354053529256648370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rUV_E3rI/AAAAAAAAQ4I/RQAC_LtC6Ik/s200/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rT5_-47I/AAAAAAAAQ4A/ENHYLwh2who/s1600-h/DSC_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354053521744257970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rT5_-47I/AAAAAAAAQ4A/ENHYLwh2who/s200/DSC_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5387091453873507576?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5387091453873507576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5387091453873507576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5387091453873507576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5387091453873507576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-swimming-lessons.html' title='Summer Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1rViAcuCI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/phiZdGJna-I/s72-c/DSC_0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6787936440680937614</id><published>2009-07-01T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:44:27.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1wXaLeTOI/AAAAAAAAQ44/1SMfXDs8nHE/s1600-h/DSC_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354059079480134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1wXaLeTOI/AAAAAAAAQ44/1SMfXDs8nHE/s200/DSC_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1v7p7Hy1I/AAAAAAAAQ4w/2k-JW2KSedM/s1600-h/DSC_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1utQMcS4I/AAAAAAAAQ4o/eE6TTAXwWbU/s1600-h/DSC_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily got a haircut. She really did not need one, but she had all those baby wispy hairs. I'm not going to lie...it was a little sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6787936440680937614?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6787936440680937614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6787936440680937614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6787936440680937614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6787936440680937614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-haircut.html' title='First Haircut'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Sk1wXaLeTOI/AAAAAAAAQ44/1SMfXDs8nHE/s72-c/DSC_0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6155388224704877377</id><published>2008-10-11T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:43:23.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SPFyGI8TFEI/AAAAAAAAOms/x68IzYpy5tc/s1600-h/al-gore%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256107689923253314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SPFyGI8TFEI/AAAAAAAAOms/x68IzYpy5tc/s200/al-gore%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very misinformed. Every time I turn on the television all I hear is political spin from one side to the other and never do I feel that any questions are answered sincerely. I'm worried about the stock market, Scott finding a job when he graduates, the continual increase in everything from my trash bill to milk. I wish that I had the mind to analyze or the patience to study, but right now I'm just a little concerned for my family. With that said, I have been reading my voter guide and I still don't know who I'm going to vote for. All I keep thinking about is that eight years ago I voted for Al Gore NOT George Bush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6155388224704877377?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6155388224704877377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6155388224704877377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6155388224704877377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6155388224704877377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SPFyGI8TFEI/AAAAAAAAOms/x68IzYpy5tc/s72-c/al-gore%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6513498210626124585</id><published>2008-10-04T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:49:05.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Loves Her Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello to everyone and hope that the change in weather and the shift in seasons is agreeing with you all. I love it! I love cold and rain and being cozy, especially around here where the 100 degree days will not soon be missed. My in-laws are visiting and it has been wonderful. Lily is at an age where she is starting to talk and really change from a baby into a little girl. I have always said that the stage she was in was my favorite stage, so with that said....this is my favorite stage. Lily loves her men. Daddy, both Grandpas, Uncle Scott....she loves her men. The women, including me, will take a backseat and only be called upon when one of the men is not around. Oh I hope that this is not a sign of things to come or else her teenage years are going to be rough. Anyway, Grandpa Mike from Colorado (I say from Colorado because BOTH Grandpas are Mike) is her new favorite. She just wants to snuggle on the couch with him while he reads her books. And what used to be cries for Dada Dada, have now turned into cries for Papa Papa. It's very cute. The Coppenger's are enjoying their granddaughter and she sure is enjoying them which makes Scott and I so pleased. She had a big day today and was such a good girl and never lost her cool. I hope that as we move closer to the big "2" she stays this way. I love my princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253511311429906626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="133" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg4tBVGsMI/AAAAAAAAKiU/26NsrImooK4/s200/DSC_0960.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253507827886785138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg1iQHtAnI/AAAAAAAAKh8/arxV_AIsGfk/s200/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg1ivXEYBI/AAAAAAAAKiE/GGxrVb2kFhc/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253507836272730130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg1ivXEYBI/AAAAAAAAKiE/GGxrVb2kFhc/s200/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg1ii-YstI/AAAAAAAAKiM/vCftQ9Q5V4M/s1600-h/DSC_0173cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253507832947978962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg1ii-YstI/AAAAAAAAKiM/vCftQ9Q5V4M/s200/DSC_0173cr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6513498210626124585?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6513498210626124585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6513498210626124585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6513498210626124585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6513498210626124585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/10/lily-loves-her-men.html' title='Lily Loves Her Men'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg4tBVGsMI/AAAAAAAAKiU/26NsrImooK4/s72-c/DSC_0960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-2663337827010909742</id><published>2008-09-30T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:00:03.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7dosOXfI/AAAAAAAAKic/qfghYIt4x9s/s1600-h/DSC_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253514345652837874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7dosOXfI/AAAAAAAAKic/qfghYIt4x9s/s200/DSC_0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7dgUxgkI/AAAAAAAAKik/fHkfU1LAdyw/s1600-h/DSC_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253514343406993986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7dgUxgkI/AAAAAAAAKik/fHkfU1LAdyw/s200/DSC_0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7d-eYbFI/AAAAAAAAKis/LHWltDNH6UM/s1600-h/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253514351500356690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7d-eYbFI/AAAAAAAAKis/LHWltDNH6UM/s200/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to me....I'm old. We went to San Francisco last weekend to celebrate and it was a great time. We went to Chloe's 1st Birthday party on Saturday which was so much fun for Lily, and Chloe was so cute. We then went to the city and checked into our hotel which was an adventure. I guess our trip fell on the weekend of the Folsom Street Fair, "the Grand Daddy of all leather events" which brought colorful characters to the city, even more colorful than normal if you can believe it. We went to Union Square and took the cable car all the way to Fisherman's Warf. Lily got to see the Sea Lions and smell the sourdough. After a quick nap we went to the beach and took some pictures and looked at the tide pools. It was a very cool birthday. Then today on my acutual birthday I went to work and we had cake. I also was surprised with flowers from Lily and Scott. When I got home we went out to dinner as a family. This weekend my mom is having a breakfast with the extended family. I'm a lucky girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-2663337827010909742?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/2663337827010909742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=2663337827010909742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2663337827010909742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2663337827010909742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SOg7dosOXfI/AAAAAAAAKic/qfghYIt4x9s/s72-c/DSC_0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-8965966211680219995</id><published>2008-06-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:22:43.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me and Lily</title><content type='html'>I miss my husband.  Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-8965966211680219995?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/8965966211680219995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=8965966211680219995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/8965966211680219995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/8965966211680219995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-me-and-lily.html' title='Just Me and Lily'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5228534944072377474</id><published>2008-06-12T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:05.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Bird!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SFHt8aDT_lI/AAAAAAAAKfg/zLlJoZj3-4o/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211207865885523538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SFHt8aDT_lI/AAAAAAAAKfg/zLlJoZj3-4o/s200/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim and I went to Red Robin tonight and there was a person dressed up as a character of Red Robin walking around and talking to the tables. It scared Lily, she just kept staring and was keeping an eye on that bird. When it was time to visit our table Kim said you better keep on walking cause you're freaking us out. Lily liked Mickey Mouse, but has no time for crazy restaurant birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5228534944072377474?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5228534944072377474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5228534944072377474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5228534944072377474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5228534944072377474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/06/freaky-bird.html' title='Freaky Bird!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SFHt8aDT_lI/AAAAAAAAKfg/zLlJoZj3-4o/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5637736135891563720</id><published>2008-06-10T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:06.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends from birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keL8DY__YK8/SE68RZw7gzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/viFftS4N-Ig/s1600-h/DSCN6562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keL8DY__YK8/SE68RZw7gzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/viFftS4N-Ig/s320/DSCN6562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210308826074153778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit Matt and Nicole this weekend and took the girls to the beach. Lily enjoyed playing in the sand and poking things with her poking stick. While Chloe chewed on a book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5637736135891563720?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5637736135891563720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5637736135891563720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5637736135891563720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5637736135891563720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/06/friends-from-birth.html' title='Friends from birth'/><author><name>scottcopp15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09108464267073978782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_keL8DY__YK8/SE68RZw7gzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/viFftS4N-Ig/s72-c/DSCN6562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7877920629098511353</id><published>2008-06-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:06.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SEdT_tx8ibI/AAAAAAAAKeM/hIJuL2cgNUs/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208223848163215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SEdT_tx8ibI/AAAAAAAAKeM/hIJuL2cgNUs/s200/img002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our anniversary....2 years, I can't belive it!! So much has happened in such a short time. In two years we bought a house, got married and had a baby and raised her to one year. I feel so overwhelmed and tired just thinking about it. Scott and I need a vacation from our life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7877920629098511353?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7877920629098511353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7877920629098511353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7877920629098511353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7877920629098511353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-years-of-love.html' title='Two Years of Love'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SEdT_tx8ibI/AAAAAAAAKeM/hIJuL2cgNUs/s72-c/img002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7933735675254767136</id><published>2008-05-18T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:13:22.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Sing!</title><content type='html'>I've almost finished up my thoughts for the year of all the little Lily-isms that I wanted to make sure that I always remember. I'm going to post it as soon as I'm finished. My favorite one was today. She was eating kiwi and listening to me sing. Sometimes I have to sing while she eats to distract her if she's not eating well. Anyway I sang as usual and she ate as usual and then she started signing "more...more...more" so we gave her more kiwi. Well, she started to cry and we were confused and she kept signing "more...more". We then figured out she wanted me to keep singing. I started again and she began dancing and smiling. It was so cute, I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7933735675254767136?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7933735675254767136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7933735675254767136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7933735675254767136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7933735675254767136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-almost-finished-up-my-thoughts-for.html' title='I Can Sing!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-2902947842534910537</id><published>2008-05-08T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:06.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SCO39hZlWNI/AAAAAAAAG0w/_mJLzXppB20/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198200662481262802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SCO39hZlWNI/AAAAAAAAG0w/_mJLzXppB20/s200/DSC02794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my daughter's 1st Birthday and I can't believe a year has passed. All day yesterday and today I have been remembering my labor and her birth. I'm just amazed that it's been a year already. We have a wonderful party for her last Saturday, she had a blast. Today Scott and I made her a another cake and she opened her presents from us. She is such an amazing baby and I'm looking forward to all the years ahead. We are truly blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-2902947842534910537?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/2902947842534910537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=2902947842534910537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2902947842534910537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2902947842534910537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/SCO39hZlWNI/AAAAAAAAG0w/_mJLzXppB20/s72-c/DSC02794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-2605543855184401284</id><published>2007-11-02T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:06.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu0H-Di7OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ci9KIdMuCfA/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128390649701395682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu0H-Di7OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ci9KIdMuCfA/s200/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been having increasing trouble getting my daughter to take naps. She is a great sleeper at night, but in the day she refuses to sleep unless she in my or my husbands arms. We've tried letting her cry it out, going for a car ride, everything. It's so sad because around 2:00 or 3:00 her little eyes are so red and tired, but she will not sleep. It's like she thinks that she going to miss everything around her. She also is starting to cry every time I leave or her father leaves the room. My Mom says that they start to realize that they are not attached to you and that it gives them anxiety when you leave. It was be a strange thing to be a baby, I wish that I could remember. I'm just having that best time taking care of her, this is the happiest time for me and I'm loving every minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-2605543855184401284?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/2605543855184401284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=2605543855184401284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2605543855184401284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2605543855184401284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepy-time.html' title='Sleepy Time'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu0H-Di7OI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ci9KIdMuCfA/s72-c/DSC00621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5315333153232951090</id><published>2007-11-01T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:07.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu1NeDi7PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nwU-1iheQns/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128391843702303986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu1NeDi7PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nwU-1iheQns/s200/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Lily's first Halloween. She looked so cute as my little monkey. My husband and I were Tarzan and Jane. We went to a party at my sister's house and Lily went Trick or Treating with her cousins. She did not like it too much, every time the stroller would stop she would let out this sad, pathetic little cry. I think she was just hungry and cold, she will be more into it next year. Matthew and Adam had a blast and got tons of candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5315333153232951090?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5315333153232951090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5315333153232951090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5315333153232951090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5315333153232951090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ryu1NeDi7PI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nwU-1iheQns/s72-c/DSC00620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5582422771054008353</id><published>2007-10-26T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:07.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RyKY3eDi7NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_3ZOBWXwTfk/s1600-h/32865640%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125827404629208274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RyKY3eDi7NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_3ZOBWXwTfk/s200/32865640%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband has decided to go back to school and finish his teaching credential. I'm so proud of him for working so hard and it seems that everything is paying off. We just found out that CSUS opened their enrollment for Spring and that he is most likely going to get in. This is wonderful because it means that he doesn't have to wait for Fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5582422771054008353?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5582422771054008353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5582422771054008353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5582422771054008353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5582422771054008353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RyKY3eDi7NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_3ZOBWXwTfk/s72-c/32865640%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1161023583711839299</id><published>2007-10-13T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:07.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sew What!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RxFf1ERaa1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2HlbSzn8MCQ/s1600-h/sew_for_victory%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120979616581446482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RxFf1ERaa1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2HlbSzn8MCQ/s200/sew_for_victory%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been wanting to sew lately. I'm wondering if it's just something that women do when they get older. I'm making our Halloween costumes, Tarzan and Jane. They are very easy to do and a great start to learning to sew. My mom is walking me through all the steps, thank goodness or I don't think I would be able to do it. I'm also making curtains for Lily's bedroom. They are so cute. I'll post pics of the finished products and I'm sure you will all be amazed at my domesticness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1161023583711839299?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1161023583711839299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1161023583711839299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1161023583711839299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1161023583711839299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/10/sew-what.html' title='Sew What!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RxFf1ERaa1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2HlbSzn8MCQ/s72-c/sew_for_victory%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5833974580302927904</id><published>2007-10-08T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Chloe Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwrRd0Raa0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cNWUGd8cGmI/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119134236638079810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwrRd0Raa0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cNWUGd8cGmI/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole was induced on September 25 and Chloe was born on September 26. She weighed in at 8 pounds 15 ounces and is cute as a bug. It's so wonderful to see them with her, they are already falling into a routine. Nicole looks wonderful and she says that she feels pretty good too. Matt has been overwhelmed with feelings and admitted that he feels so much more than he anticipated. Little Chloe has already had a revolving door of visitors including little Lily. Lily seemed interested in all the squeaky noises that Chloe would make. It's so wonderful to know that one day soon they are going to play together and be great friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5833974580302927904?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5833974580302927904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5833974580302927904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5833974580302927904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5833974580302927904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/10/baby-chloe-noel.html' title='Baby Chloe Noel'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwrRd0Raa0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cNWUGd8cGmI/s72-c/DSC00366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1667202048745848754</id><published>2007-10-06T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:07.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Dr. Biag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwgXXERaazI/AAAAAAAAADs/jJaVKtx-DcA/s1600-h/1943561264%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118366661557775154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwgXXERaazI/AAAAAAAAADs/jJaVKtx-DcA/s200/1943561264%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cannot believe that the hospital is still trying to bill for the delivery. I'm still getting statements of benefits in the mail. It has been five months, how long could it possibly take to get this right. I guess my doctor's office billed several times since it kept getting turned down. Now every one of those bills is sent in a statement to me. I swear I hold my breath every time I open the mailbox and see one of those dam health comp envelopes. The irony is that we are now back on Blue Cross and my daughter gets to go back to see her original pediatrician that took care of her in the hospital. I hope that when we finally get permanent insurance that we will stay in this network. I want Lily to stay with Dr. Biag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1667202048745848754?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1667202048745848754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1667202048745848754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1667202048745848754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1667202048745848754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-dr-biag.html' title='Back to Dr. Biag'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwgXXERaazI/AAAAAAAAADs/jJaVKtx-DcA/s72-c/1943561264%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1140959828459301067</id><published>2007-10-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Eats Solid Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwWC9URaayI/AAAAAAAAADk/Y8jlRgjDcuc/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117640541501811490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwWC9URaayI/AAAAAAAAADk/Y8jlRgjDcuc/s200/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we finally did it. I made Lily's rice cereal from scratch and she liked it. I was expecting her to spit it out and not know how to eat it but she really surprised me. After about two spoonfuls that just smeared all over her face, she started opening up her mouth every time the spoon came near. She seemed to like it, she only made a face the first couple of times. I tasted it and made a face too, yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1140959828459301067?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1140959828459301067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1140959828459301067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1140959828459301067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1140959828459301067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/10/lily-eats-solid-food.html' title='Lily Eats Solid Food'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RwWC9URaayI/AAAAAAAAADk/Y8jlRgjDcuc/s72-c/DSC00400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1607574987074850798</id><published>2007-09-25T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvm-7URaaxI/AAAAAAAAADc/qE3K3gQgkww/s1600-h/images[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114328778119211794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvm-7URaaxI/AAAAAAAAADc/qE3K3gQgkww/s200/images%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coupons seem to the the way to go on eBay. I've been searching through all the stores, and coupons are selling like hot cakes! The most amazing part of it is that you don't have to put up all of your own money to get them. Of course the profits are small, but not bad for something that is completely free. I've put myself on every mailing list I can think of and it's starting to pay off. I'm also watching some of the other sellers on eBay to see what sells and works for them. I think I'm driving my husband crazy with coupons!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1607574987074850798?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1607574987074850798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1607574987074850798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1607574987074850798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1607574987074850798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/coupons.html' title='Coupons'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvm-7URaaxI/AAAAAAAAADc/qE3K3gQgkww/s72-c/images%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-8765926118696759446</id><published>2007-09-24T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvhg9kRaawI/AAAAAAAAADU/bd7QM-c86j8/s1600-h/images[8].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113943987704195842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvhg9kRaawI/AAAAAAAAADU/bd7QM-c86j8/s200/images%5B8%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily is teething. Her bottom two teeth popped out a few days ago, and I can feel the bulges from the top two teeth. I guess she is any over achiever because most babies teeth break through around 6 months and Lily is only 4 1/2 months. She is a little trooper, I wish there was something more that I could do for her. It's so strange going through all these changes, they are happening so fast. I better not blink or she's going to be asking me to borrow the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-8765926118696759446?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/8765926118696759446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=8765926118696759446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/8765926118696759446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/8765926118696759446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rvhg9kRaawI/AAAAAAAAADU/bd7QM-c86j8/s72-c/images%5B8%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-356011684765035095</id><published>2007-09-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resume Writting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RvCMjXNzp9I/AAAAAAAAADM/FZMgmJ2CjhI/s1600-h/images[11].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111740116220749778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RvCMjXNzp9I/AAAAAAAAADM/FZMgmJ2CjhI/s200/images%5B11%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been helping my husband revise his resume. It's kind of weird to have to sum up your life on one page. Having the right resume is what gets an employers attention and could change your professional life. In most fields it's very bad to have your resume more than on page. I come from an industry where that is not true. Fitness professionals have 10 to 15 page resumes to list the many certifications and publications that are achieved. Scott's sister said that if Lee Iacoca can get his resume on one page, then so should he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-356011684765035095?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/356011684765035095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=356011684765035095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/356011684765035095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/356011684765035095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/resume-writting.html' title='Resume Writting'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RvCMjXNzp9I/AAAAAAAAADM/FZMgmJ2CjhI/s72-c/images%5B11%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6302597644453339149</id><published>2007-09-13T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Million Dollar Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RumXm-_LVgI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sn3-mKWlDUk/s1600-h/images[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109781948227343874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RumXm-_LVgI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sn3-mKWlDUk/s200/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few weeks ago I started to sell some stuff on eBay. No big deal, just some stuff we had around the house. Well my Mom got me all pumped up about starting a business on eBay to sell children's clothing, which I'll really into right now. I love to shop so what a perfect little business to try and make some extra money. It's off to a slow start, but I figure everything will work itself out as I go along. I keep telling Scott that one day I'm going to have a epiphany and make us millionaires. I can dream.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6302597644453339149?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6302597644453339149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6302597644453339149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6302597644453339149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6302597644453339149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/million-dollar-idea.html' title='Million Dollar Idea'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RumXm-_LVgI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sn3-mKWlDUk/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-3045213554016799776</id><published>2007-09-12T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:08.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Is So Funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ruht2e_LVfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZzKbJiw72KY/s1600-h/DSCN5497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109454560050238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ruht2e_LVfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZzKbJiw72KY/s200/DSCN5497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knew that a piece of paper would be so entertaining. Check out my funny girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_q9lYnN0bo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_q9lYnN0bo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-3045213554016799776?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/3045213554016799776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=3045213554016799776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/3045213554016799776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/3045213554016799776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-baby-is-so-funny.html' title='My Baby Is So Funny!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Ruht2e_LVfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZzKbJiw72KY/s72-c/DSCN5497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6740532101781179668</id><published>2007-09-10T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:09.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff Sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RuXBHkERamI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0COhdYpRysQ/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108701688006535778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RuXBHkERamI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0COhdYpRysQ/s200/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we had a milestone with Lily this weekend. She was sick for the first time. One Friday she had the sniffles and was coughing. Then her eyes were watering, so of course I called the doctor. They told me that I should get some saline drops for her nose and to call back if she gets worse. I have a well baby doctors appointment tomorrow. Poor baby. I don't know if I will ever stop worrying about her. I guess it's just a mom thing which I'm sure will drive her CRAZY someday. Oh well, she will just have to deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-6740532101781179668?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6740532101781179668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6740532101781179668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6740532101781179668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6740532101781179668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/sniff-sniff.html' title='Sniff Sniff'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RuXBHkERamI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0COhdYpRysQ/s72-c/DSC00312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-2418016226602161877</id><published>2007-09-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:46:24.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Week</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted all week, it's been a really bad couple of days.  First of all Lily is teething and she fusses and is in so much pain and I don't know how to help her.  I try the cool ring for her to chew on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tylenol,&lt;/span&gt; and I try to distract her as much as possible but it's hard.  My normally happy baby just cries all the time, it's really hard.  I had a bunch of dental work done and my teeth are very sensitive and sore and it's difficult to chew anything.  We also had a death in my family which was expected, but happened a lot faster than I thought it would.  I've also been trying to get this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt; business off the ground while going through all this other stuff.  I just haven't been myself and Scott is so busy at work that he can't help me.  To top it all off, we are having company this weekend and I have been trying to clean up and get the guest room in order.  It's still not done, but it's done enough to put the bed back in there.  What a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-2418016226602161877?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/2418016226602161877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=2418016226602161877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2418016226602161877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2418016226602161877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/09/rough-week.html' title='Rough Week'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-1658332254003268698</id><published>2007-08-31T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:09.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Jamba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rth2H0ERalI/AAAAAAAAACs/6S02YnY6MEA/s1600-h/jamba-juice[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104960054232181330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rth2H0ERalI/AAAAAAAAACs/6S02YnY6MEA/s200/jamba-juice%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I think I'm in the clear. It appears as if Jamba Juice pulled through and I'm not going to have to pay for Lily's hospital care. However, I've come to realize that this drama may not be completely over, but at least I feel some closure and peace now. The bottom line is, save everything, read every page and detail (especially when you are signing things) and the most important thing, if you cause enough fuss you will most likely get your way. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-1658332254003268698?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/1658332254003268698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=1658332254003268698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1658332254003268698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/1658332254003268698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-jamba.html' title='Go Jamba!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rth2H0ERalI/AAAAAAAAACs/6S02YnY6MEA/s72-c/jamba-juice%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-2693810557071010248</id><published>2007-08-30T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:09.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Rolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtcWr0ERakI/AAAAAAAAACk/RYAKDrLHtpE/s1600-h/DSCN5357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104573644614494786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtcWr0ERakI/AAAAAAAAACk/RYAKDrLHtpE/s200/DSCN5357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for a few weeks now, Lily has been rolling over from her back to her belly. She gets stuck on her belly and then starts to cry. Well yesterday she starting rolling and wouldn't stop. She rolled to her belly and then on to her back again! She did it twice and I caught the second half of it the second time she did it. In the video she had already rolled on to her belly and is making her way around again. She is getting so strong! Check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn7DyYfT4Xg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn7DyYfT4Xg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-2693810557071010248?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/2693810557071010248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=2693810557071010248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2693810557071010248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/2693810557071010248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/lily-roles.html' title='Lily Rolls'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtcWr0ERakI/AAAAAAAAACk/RYAKDrLHtpE/s72-c/DSCN5357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-569358837006226170</id><published>2007-08-29T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:09.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuller Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtXMsEERajI/AAAAAAAAACc/nXD3MT_wi24/s1600-h/15-12-05_11-35_1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104210810072295986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtXMsEERajI/AAAAAAAAACc/nXD3MT_wi24/s200/15-12-05_11-35_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you know how bad I've been feeling about my hair, well I found a shampoo that made it look a lot better. Pantene offers a full and thick brand of shampoo and it seemed to do the trick. I still haven't seen any new growth yet, but I'm hoping it will start growing again soon. If you want hair with more volume, check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-569358837006226170?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/569358837006226170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=569358837006226170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/569358837006226170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/569358837006226170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuller-hair.html' title='Fuller Hair'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtXMsEERajI/AAAAAAAAACc/nXD3MT_wi24/s72-c/15-12-05_11-35_1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-585763973479257922</id><published>2007-08-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:28:27.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Maycs.com finally shipped the swimsuit!  I guess if you call them enough, people will just cave.  I have to remember this when dealing with the insurance company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-585763973479257922?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/585763973479257922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=585763973479257922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/585763973479257922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/585763973479257922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-4253634010642287444</id><published>2007-08-27T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:10.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Insurance Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtMNUUERaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/a-XVJwHX9fA/s1600-h/insurance[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103437445376076322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtMNUUERaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/a-XVJwHX9fA/s200/insurance%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that you have to add your newborn baby to your insurance policy for their birth to be covered?? I didn't and now I'm dealing with stupid benefits managers, insurance representatives and department of labor. Yuck! I just want to play with my daughter and go on with my life and stop having to deal with this drama. I never really paid any attention to health care issues when they pop up in politics and the news, but I now realize that this is a corrupt and misleading system that needs DRAMATIC REFORM!! This process may take some time, but   I'm not going to pay that bill. So there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-4253634010642287444?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/4253634010642287444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=4253634010642287444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4253634010642287444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4253634010642287444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/health-insurance-sucks.html' title='Health Insurance Sucks'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RtMNUUERaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/a-XVJwHX9fA/s72-c/insurance%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7018653620776019195</id><published>2007-08-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:10.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Macys.com Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs8DkkERahI/AAAAAAAAACM/57cowI_LWVM/s1600-h/263412_fpx[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102300829525830162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs8DkkERahI/AAAAAAAAACM/57cowI_LWVM/s200/263412_fpx%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I still have heard NOTHING from Macy's about Lily's swimsuit. I sent them an email complaint because calling them is not working. I'm getting really pissed. It's just a $5.40 swimsuit we are talking about, it's not anything big, it's just the principle of being treated right and having good customer service. If I don't hear from them today I'm going to call them again on Monday. I called them for the first time on 8/2, you would think this could be resolved over 3 weeks later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7018653620776019195?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7018653620776019195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7018653620776019195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7018653620776019195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7018653620776019195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-macyscom-update.html' title='I Hate Macys.com Update'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs8DkkERahI/AAAAAAAAACM/57cowI_LWVM/s72-c/263412_fpx%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5998130270569094317</id><published>2007-08-23T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:10.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs4Ri0ERagI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z__-lbdhzNI/s1600-h/DSCN5334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102034717647137282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs4Ri0ERagI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z__-lbdhzNI/s200/DSCN5334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily has only experienced a few occasions in the pool. The first time I think she was too young and felt cold. The second time was last night and I think she's starting to really like it. She looked so cute in her little swim suit that she got from her Aunt Megan and Uncle Brett. She was laughing while Scott whirled her around, but by the time I started filming she was just smiling. So cute! I love it when she kicks her legs! Check out this video... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDw18_HUDnM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDw18_HUDnM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5998130270569094317?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5998130270569094317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5998130270569094317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5998130270569094317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5998130270569094317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/Rs4Ri0ERagI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z__-lbdhzNI/s72-c/DSCN5334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-4658347747694307000</id><published>2007-08-22T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:10.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blues</title><content type='html'>I have found out that after you have a baby all sorts of weird things can and do happen to your body. After all the expected aches and pains healed I thought I was in the clear, but I was wrong. My hair is falling out. It's very noticeable to me and very noticeable when you look at the floor of my bathroom. I've been reading that it's starts to even out between 6-12 months, we'll see. Also I've had arthritis like symptoms. My ankles, knees, hips, wrists and elbows hurt bad, especially the first few hours in the morning. It's possible all of this is a thyroid imbalance, or so I've heard. It's truly a miracle to experience the creation and birth of life, and the human body is unbelievable, complicated and amazing. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsyuLkERaeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RLYy7zODlU4/s1600-h/hair%20loss[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsyulUERafI/AAAAAAAAABY/1mxM4-1aiIc/s1600-h/hair%20loss[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101644433968949746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsyulUERafI/AAAAAAAAABY/1mxM4-1aiIc/s200/hair%2520loss%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-4658347747694307000?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/4658347747694307000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=4658347747694307000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4658347747694307000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/4658347747694307000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-found-out-that-after-you-have.html' title='Baby Blues'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsyulUERafI/AAAAAAAAABY/1mxM4-1aiIc/s72-c/hair%2520loss%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-5643553243173632983</id><published>2007-08-21T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:11.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RstuxUERadI/AAAAAAAAABI/A1I0BiWT2g8/s1600-h/DSCN5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101292796406491602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RstuxUERadI/AAAAAAAAABI/A1I0BiWT2g8/s200/DSCN5296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little daughter is growing up so fast. Now I understand what all the adults were always talking about when I was a little kid. They would say, "oh, you are getting so big" or "the last time I saw you, you were so small now look at you"! I used to just roll my eyes and try to get out of there as quick as possible. My baby is just 3 months old, but she's rolling over, laughing and sitting up with a little support. I guess when I was pregnant I just figured everything would take a long time to develop, but I was so wrong. I can't express enough how much it means to me to be able to stay home and teach her and watch her develop. I have to thank my wonderful husband for letting me do this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-5643553243173632983?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/5643553243173632983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=5643553243173632983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5643553243173632983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/5643553243173632983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-lily.html' title='Sweet Lily'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RstuxUERadI/AAAAAAAAABI/A1I0BiWT2g8/s72-c/DSCN5296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7079687704017068319</id><published>2007-08-20T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:11.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Lilac The New Gray??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RspLvUERacI/AAAAAAAAABA/7YMpz88OqIg/s1600-h/02_lilac1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100972804163070402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RspLvUERacI/AAAAAAAAABA/7YMpz88OqIg/s200/02_lilac1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my husband and I are in the process of upgrading our house. We are down to the bedrooms and bathrooms. Currently, we are working on our guest bedroom. I painted the walls yesterday and I'm very disappointed. I picked out a light gray color that I thought would look great with the pure white crown molding. Well the color turned out to be more like lilac. Yuck. I really don't want a purple guest room. Does anyone want any lilac paint??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7079687704017068319?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7079687704017068319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7079687704017068319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7079687704017068319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7079687704017068319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-lilac-new-black_20.html' title='Is Lilac The New Gray??'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RspLvUERacI/AAAAAAAAABA/7YMpz88OqIg/s72-c/02_lilac1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7317285711012680927</id><published>2007-08-17T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:11.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Macys.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsYObkERaaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV1_7BweZII/s1600-h/macys_redstar[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099779494744517026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsYObkERaaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV1_7BweZII/s200/macys_redstar%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when you just need a simple answer and the customer service rep is not helpful at all. I've called them four times regarding the same item and every time I'm left without an answer. The last person I talked to just put me on hold to make it seem like she trying to figure it out for me but she was probably just filing her nails and talking shit about me to her co-workers. I love macy's, but I don't know if I will ever order from the .com again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7317285711012680927?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7317285711012680927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7317285711012680927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7317285711012680927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7317285711012680927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-macyscom.html' title='I Hate Macys.com'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsYObkERaaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WV1_7BweZII/s72-c/macys_redstar%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-7440137447501117826</id><published>2007-08-16T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:12.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsUG_kERaZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/58kS5Q_w0p8/s1600-h/i-teeth[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099489842150074770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsUG_kERaZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/58kS5Q_w0p8/s200/i-teeth%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been some time since I went to the dentist. I went yesterday and found out I had four cavities, one was so bad that it was almost down to the root. Things have really changed in dentistry, my old dentist really needs to upgrade. My new dentist does everything digital and the screen is right in front of you. The x-rays are digital and have 90% less radiation than regular ones. They even have a camera they put in your mouth so you can see everything that's going on, it's crazy! I pledge to you now, and I urge you to follow my lead, see your dentist as often as you can and don't forget to floss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-7440137447501117826?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/7440137447501117826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=7440137447501117826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7440137447501117826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/7440137447501117826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/teeth.html' title='Teeth'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsUG_kERaZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/58kS5Q_w0p8/s72-c/i-teeth%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-300418463283228943</id><published>2007-08-15T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:12.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anti-Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsOypEERaYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xs-6zNd_Z00/s1600-h/babyfree[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099115621649574274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsOypEERaYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xs-6zNd_Z00/s200/babyfree%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times are changing and so are the baby showers. I just had mine in March of this year. It was given by my sister and my best friend. I really wanted a couples kind of shower since my wedding shower was strictly women and full of games, punch and cake. I told my sister that I wanted it more gender neutral, but it still ended up being "shower" like. Well last Saturday I threw a shower for a good friend who is due in September. This was a great anti-shower, with just enough cuteness to make the girls say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;". I figured the only way to get a bunch of men to come was to feed them chili and beer. The couple had the great idea of calling it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BaByQ&lt;/span&gt; which eliminated the word shower all together. I still managed to throw in cupcakes and little keepsake favors, but for the most part it was a BBQ (that also had presents containing little booties and dresses). I say let the anti-showers grow and multiply, and men, don't be afraid of the little booties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9095602326123455134-300418463283228943?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/300418463283228943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=300418463283228943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/300418463283228943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/300418463283228943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/anti-baby-shower.html' title='The Anti-Baby Shower'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsOypEERaYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xs-6zNd_Z00/s72-c/babyfree%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-6378643224470603201</id><published>2007-08-14T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:19:45.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't wear Yellow Jackets in the summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/pic07western1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/pic07western1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;So I was at brunch on Sunday and it was so beautiful. We were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sausalito&lt;/span&gt; on the balcony of a great hotel overlooking the bay. It was warm and sunny, beautiful brunch weather. Well, I found out that in late summer yellow jackets start going a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; crazy because all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; bugs that they have been eating all summer are in short supply. So as a result they start to turn their attention to human food. Well an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uninvited&lt;/span&gt; brunch guest was buzzing the food all morning, and wouldn't you know of all the people there he decided to make me his victim. I felt a sting on my neck and I knew it was that dam yellow jacket. My friend put some ice on it and it started to feel a little better, then I felt something on my arm. My friend told me I should go into the bathroom and take my shirt off. When I did I found a thorn like stinger with a sac of goo on my arm. I must have brushed the yellow jacket and detached his sting thing. Anyway, the little pest was just hanging out on my shirt! I can't believe he was in there the whole time. So the two stings started to welt up and hurt. Now it's two days latter and they are still stingy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;itchy&lt;/span&gt;. So the moral of the story, yellow jackets are mean. &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/9095602326123455134-6378643224470603201?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/6378643224470603201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=6378643224470603201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6378643224470603201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/6378643224470603201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-wear-yellow-jackets-in-summer.html' title='Don&apos;t wear Yellow Jackets in the summer'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9095602326123455134.post-9183059491240239449</id><published>2007-08-13T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:01:12.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>So what is this blogging all about? I see that everyone has their own little world in cyberspace these days and I wanted one to call my own. I hope to capture all the random thoughts that I have and to preserve these precious days that I'm staying home and raising my daughter. I suppose it's like an on-line diary. I wish that I had done all of this when I was getting married, or expecting my daughter, so to all you girls and guys out there that are about to have a life changing event, take a few minutes to post some thoughts, you'll be glad you did later. Today I received a crazy email from my mom with some memorable pics, check out my favorite - creepy, but cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsDMaMiVCnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2QY3YFxODzM/s1600-h/ATT1002492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098299528597277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsDMaMiVCnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2QY3YFxODzM/s200/ATT1002492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/9095602326123455134-9183059491240239449?l=coppengers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/feeds/9183059491240239449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9095602326123455134&amp;postID=9183059491240239449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/9183059491240239449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9095602326123455134/posts/default/9183059491240239449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coppengers.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12811850752948072202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb144/libragirl153/images13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CI1Nsqv3GE/RsDMaMiVCnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2QY3YFxODzM/s72-c/ATT1002492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
