<?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-2120590296917207513</id><updated>2012-02-13T17:07:12.472-06:00</updated><category term='RE'/><category term='Johnny Cash'/><category term='PCOS'/><category term='walking'/><category term='synthroid'/><category term='fallopian tubes'/><category term='Wiffle ball'/><category term='Ovidrel'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='follicles'/><category term='ultrasound'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Murray'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='infertility'/><category term='LH'/><category term='schnauzers'/><category term='chorkies'/><category term='durbin diaries'/><category term='blockage'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='June Cash'/><category term='Zumanity'/><category term='Paranormal Activitiy'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='low carb'/><category term='progesterone'/><category term='Blair Witch'/><category term='clomid'/><category term='100 mg clomid'/><category term='Scary movies'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='Eclipse'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='HSG Test'/><category term='Texas Longhorns'/><category term='estradiol'/><category term='loestrin24fe'/><category term='Soy Isoflavones'/><category term='birth control'/><category term='Provera'/><category term='Vegas'/><title type='text'>The Durbin Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Journey with PCOS and Infertility</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8702562867914721587</id><published>2011-11-18T12:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T12:57:00.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Joiners!</title><content type='html'>What in the world could be better than a Blog Give-away?? How about a Blog Give-away with an awesome prize! I am so excited to blog about Meet the Joiners Blog Give-away, and I hope that some of you go and enter yourself to win the awesome prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bjandaj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read all about it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become a really big fan of this blog over the last few months because Amanda is just HILARIOUS, and so much fun to be around. I can always count on a real life “Laugh out loud” anytime she post anything, and I always look forward to new blog post. She is extremely personable, witty, and the kind of person you always want to be around because they really put you in a good mood regardless of what kind of day you are having. Everyone needs a friend like Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love her blog as much as I do, you should also check out this website..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lscsugarland.org/"&gt;Living Stones &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda’s husband is a pastor at Living Stones church, and she thinks he is just the cat’s meow! Check him out, he is pretty hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so in honor of Twilight movie release day, and in honor of Amanda’s blog Give-away, I guess you can say I am “TEAM JOINER” today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8702562867914721587?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8702562867914721587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8702562867914721587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8702562867914721587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8702562867914721587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-joiners.html' title='Meet the Joiners!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2282316827806735644</id><published>2011-10-21T17:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:07:48.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, a Saloon girl meets a real cute cowboy at a Saloon.. We will call it "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tombstop&lt;/span&gt;" (Not to be confused as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GAMESTOP&lt;/span&gt;).. Cowboy wants nothing more than to steal her heart so he tries to get a job at "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tombstop&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saloon girl interviews him for the job, but really feels like there could be *more* there than just a good Assistant Manager.. err... Cowboy.&lt;br /&gt;Saloon girl does not hire him, and they fall in love because he tells the funniest cowboy jokes around. He puts a ring on her finger and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 459px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666084715761926082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9kCgvTJCYQ/TqH6B15Cf8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/TsZ8zLyn3GU/s320/Western.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2282316827806735644?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2282316827806735644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2282316827806735644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2282316827806735644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2282316827806735644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time...'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9kCgvTJCYQ/TqH6B15Cf8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/TsZ8zLyn3GU/s72-c/Western.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4360983718705166290</id><published>2011-10-10T18:52:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:19:33.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's coming for dinner?</title><content type='html'>Well, the whole weekend actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662019283823931154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwVeHPqC4LE/TpOIiju8rxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PBn38tzGk34/s320/281990_610380436110_55902863_32370862_6334358_n.jpg" /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662016785362446530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2eiGOkeujI/TpOGRIPT6MI/AAAAAAAAATs/hHU90bmk_Fw/s320/313920_10150329931845963_751370962_8162854_117551452_n.jpg" /&gt; I can't wait to see them! I just saw them last weekend but I already miss their sweet faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss Sophie claps her hands now, and it is so cute to watch, and Karsen just had her 7th birthday and first slumber party! Love those girls (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, Red River Shootout (Texas/OU Game) happened this weekend.. This did not end well for my Longhorns, and as you probably know by now, means that my husband (OU Fan) gets to wear the pants this year.. for a whole year, until Texas wins again. Which really is just a silly joke because we all know who wear the pants. Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, since there were no movies showing, and we went to dinner fairly early Saturday night, and were not ready to go home (and someone had an adult beverage at dinner and was super giggly) he chose to do this.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662017743095640226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fYeyvdcUSL0/TpOHI4EssKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZVP8-eMy_Cw/s320/312148_10150402819088829_606133828_10090353_1670428833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That says PSYCHIC READER. It was so weird. We drove up at this house, and there were two really really nice cars in the driveway. So for some reason this made us think that it was safe to just walk up to this place and walk in. Well, like I said it was someone's house, and there was a little girl that was sitting on the floor in the dark in the living room just staring at us. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;There was a very small kitchen directly to our left, and there were pots left on the stove with some kind of food in them. It was really messy, and the little girl asked us if we wanted her to go get her mom. We told her yes, and her mother came around the corner hacking her lungs up, not covering her mouth, and asked us if she could help us.. My hilarious husband pops back with, "You don't already know?" and Drunky (me) starts laughing so hard. She told us she was really sick, and asked if we could come back tomorrow. We got the heck out of there and did not go back the next day, but we did talk about it all day and how much it creeped us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that my friends, is a Date night with the Durbs.&lt;br /&gt;And then we came home and watched the Amanda Knox movie, and SNL of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In baby news, it's CD1 and my last cycle was only 32 days.. getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4360983718705166290?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4360983718705166290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4360983718705166290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4360983718705166290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4360983718705166290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/sophie-g.html' title='Guess who&apos;s coming for dinner?'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwVeHPqC4LE/TpOIiju8rxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PBn38tzGk34/s72-c/281990_610380436110_55902863_32370862_6334358_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5997325499227491366</id><published>2011-10-01T08:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T09:32:43.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got this from my wonderful friend/co-workers blog and since I was thinking of my answers as I read hers, I thought I would borrow it from her. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.bjandaj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meet the Joiners (;&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. Age: 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Bed size: Queen- for some reason, this was one of the toughest decisions we had whenever we bought our furniture for our house. My 6 foot 6 husband probably needs a King bed, but my thoughts were that I did not want our someday child sleeping in bed with us, and if we had a Queen bed they wouldn't fit. I have heard of some couples having their 13 year olds sleep in bed with them, and I just did not ever want to get that started. Also, if we ever go to bed mad, we can't stay mad long because we are up in each others grill, and Matt is making weird noises that are being recorded. More on that later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C. Chore that you hate: For sure, it would be cleaning the floors. I don't mind cleaning them, it's just that they do not stay clean thanks to Murray and Josie. They find the biggest piece of weeds they can find whenever they go outside to potty, and one of them is always bringing something inside with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D. Dogs: Speaking of... Murray and Josie.. They are so sweet (: We had our big dog Cash for about 3 years.. he is the one we got from the SPCA, and he passed away about 4 months ago. It was super sad, but he had cancer and we know that he is not hurting anymore. He was a cool dude that's for sure. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658530325194465458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNWYHQr8sDg/TocjWb_94LI/AAAAAAAAATU/KWtEAhHO0rM/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Matt called to tell me he had died whenever I was on my way to a new driver orientation. Yep, I had about 30 guys waiting on me to welcome them to the company and go over paperwork and benefits with a swollen red face and make up running down because I could not stop crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E. Essential start to your day: Alarm goes off, and Murray and I run down the stairs really fast so that I can let him out to pee (Josie and Matt are still sleeping the night away) He starts shreiking right as we get to the back door, like he cannot hold it any longer. What would happen if I hit snooze? He would surely hold it. After that I brush my teeth, take my bath/ wash my hair, and then put make up on usually while watching Saved by the Bell. Jealous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;F. Favorite color: Purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. Gold or Silver: Silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H. Height: 5'5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Instruments you play: I can totally rock the air guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J. Job title: Personnel Recruiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids: None, just the dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. Live: Outside of Houston, Texas, in Humble (pronounced "Umble", please do not pronounce it Humble to my face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M. Mother’s name: Barbara Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Nicknames: H-Bomb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O. Overnight hospital stays: None thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Pet peeves: I hate it when people stare, and I hate it people drive for miles and miles and miles down the road with their blinker on. I think it makes me more nausous to think that the blinker contraption thingy might be clicking inside their car and they do not hear it or it does not bother them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q. Quote from a movie: "Son of a Nutcracker!" -Buddy the Elf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R. Right or left handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Siblings: 2 brothers, 1 sister, three sister in laws, 2 brother in laws, and one sister in law on the way (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U. Underwear: Like if there were a panty time-line, starting with a thong, and ending with Granny panties, I would be wearing the ones right before the granny panties.. no wedgies, high wasted, polyester/nylon material. How sexy is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;V. Vegetable you hate: Green peas.. Thank you Linda Blair on the Exorcist for that hatred for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;W. What makes you run late: If I did run late, which I rarely do, it would have to be traffic, because I do not like others to wait on me EVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;X. X-Rays you’ve had: Teeth, wrist, and I think that is it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y. Yummy food that you make: Chicken and sausage gumbo, jumbalaya, and tater tot casserole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z. Zoo animal: I like the Giraffes because they look like my husband... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658528240835219442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HV73bUqK1I/TochdHJ_z_I/AAAAAAAAATE/COvLcmdZ7VU/s320/DSCN0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5997325499227491366?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5997325499227491366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5997325499227491366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5997325499227491366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5997325499227491366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/survey-says.html' title='Survey says...'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNWYHQr8sDg/TocjWb_94LI/AAAAAAAAATU/KWtEAhHO0rM/s72-c/IMG_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6853218763162944210</id><published>2011-09-30T05:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T08:29:41.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oopsie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NncXW5NgSwg/TocUFeSByOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wRkHiEQMn4A/s1600/tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NncXW5NgSwg/TocUFeSByOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wRkHiEQMn4A/s320/tn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658513541074897122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucky. I had my first wreck ever, and of course it was right outside my new job. I am ok and so was the other lady, thank goodness, and I was the one ticketed because the cop had no way to prove that she was driving like a bat out of hell. Thank goodness I have great insurance that booked me a rental car for first thing the next morning, and has called to check on my about 3 times. I have some war wounds on my arm and on my belly, and some weird bruising showed up on my belly yesterday. My neck was really sore but today it is much better. &lt;br /&gt;So now I am driving like a 92 year that I would have had road rage with a month ago, going about 40 miles down the highway. I am super cautious, and I leave my cell phone IN my purse. If it rings, I will get to it whenever I get to my destination. &lt;br /&gt;On a good note: it's Saturday and it's super cool outside, AND.. I have already done my grocery shopping for the week. I plan on cleaning, and cooking, and maybe taking down some Halloween decorations out of the attic. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday to you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6853218763162944210?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6853218763162944210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6853218763162944210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6853218763162944210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6853218763162944210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/oopsie.html' title='Oopsie.'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NncXW5NgSwg/TocUFeSByOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wRkHiEQMn4A/s72-c/tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4609937455371948247</id><published>2011-09-28T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:53:21.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up time!</title><content type='html'>Time to catch you all up! I can’t believe it’s been 3 months since I posted last, so I have lots to say and I am going to try to remember it all now. Most of it will be rather random, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;We had a vacation planned with my brother Matt and my sister in law Kim to go to New Orleans. This was our first time to go, and we were looking forward to it.. Matt and Kim were looking forward to some Mommy and Daddy time since they had their sweet baby girl in March. Well, poor baby got sick, and she was in the hospital! It was so sad, and I am sure that Matt and Kim were terrified. We postponed our trip for the time being, and Matt and I decided to take off work since we had already requested it, and I had a ton of vacation time I had to use at work, and the four of us went to L’Baurge Du Lac in Lake Charles. My sweet husband won $1200 on a penny machine as soon as we got there!!! Then he learned to play craps, and won some more money on that. We were so excited! So he used some of his winnings to purchase an IPad2, and we are having a blast with that and the new world of apps that we have never seen before. Of course, we are using it for intelligent things like farting sound effects, popping pimples (yes, that is really an app) and fantasy football. First class all the way for the Durbin’s! Oh, and on another app, Matt has put a picture of my face in a shark tank and likes to watch the sharks eat me. How is that for love?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Fantasy football, we have 3 teams between the two of us, and all of our guys on all of our teams are getting injured, getting arrested, getting suspended.. all lots of fun. This is my first year to play, and all I ask is that they make it through the tunnel without getting hurt.. C’mon now. Not too much to ask for someone who makes millions a year, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;And the most special, important news of all… I GOT A NEW JOB! I started on September 6th, and while leaving Sun Coast was very hard, and a huge decision for me, I really feel as though I made an excellent choice. My last day at Sun Coast was so emotional!! I cried all day, and was just amazed at how much I was appreciated. I got a HUGE card from all the drivers, and they all wrote such sweet things. I will miss everyone, but again, I am extremely happy and confident in my decision, and am looking forward to a bright, sunny future as a Personnel Recruiter!&lt;br /&gt;Other than all this, I have just been getting adjusted to my new hours, and getting the new schedule down. Nothing much going on in the baby makin’ department (what’s new?), other than I did start this month on time, as in 28 days on time. WOW! I plan on making a consultation appointment with an acupuncturist who specializes in “sub-fertility” in both men and women after a full cycle to see if it’s 28 days again this month. She came highly recommended from my new buddy at my new job, who I just know will be pregnant in no time. (; I cannot wait to feed her (and me ) chocolate all day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4609937455371948247?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4609937455371948247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4609937455371948247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4609937455371948247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4609937455371948247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch up time!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6720973738080896441</id><published>2011-07-03T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T08:34:14.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest Obsessions.. Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cannot get enough of my cousin Mallory's blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is spending the summer with her boyfriend in Australia, and has started this awesome blog to keep everyone posted on what all she is doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://malloryandbeaudownunder.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://malloryandbeaudownunder.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left Houston on June 4th, and I think she was there for two weeks and he proposed to her while she was in Australia. She is just beaming in her pictures they took right after he proposed, and it makes my heart smile a million times over because I love how happy she is. Of course, we love Beau too and are so excited he will be part of our family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your heart needs a good smilin', check out her blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625118829675024242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPTksJTosGA/ThBvxb4kD3I/AAAAAAAAASk/lLOlWYPfghM/s320/n8311298_39008791_9956.jpg" /&gt;Oh, and Happy Birthday Mallory! I love you so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6720973738080896441?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6720973738080896441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6720973738080896441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6720973738080896441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6720973738080896441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-latest-obsessions-part-2.html' title='My latest Obsessions.. Part 2'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPTksJTosGA/ThBvxb4kD3I/AAAAAAAAASk/lLOlWYPfghM/s72-c/n8311298_39008791_9956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3723368962178740017</id><published>2011-06-25T09:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T08:35:29.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest Obsessions.. Part 1</title><content type='html'>Shellac Nail polish- LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get any kind of manicure that I cannot destruct the polish myself, being the picker that I am, then I am sold for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff is amazing!! I literally go get manicures every other week, it is now more important to me than pedicures. So my feet are somewhat needing attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to have long lasting, hard, strong manicures, go get a manicure and when they tell you "GO PICK YOUR COLOR" (they always scream it to me as soon as I walk in the door, which is the reason for the all caps)then yell back at them "I WANT SHELLAC" and if they are like my salon they have plastic nails colored and attached to a CD case with all the different colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It supposedly last two weeks, but this picture shows what it looks like after a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622165902636356770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ9MwkNi9ZI/TgXyGdb0FKI/AAAAAAAAASc/z9Jr_fPLDSA/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;My only gripe is there are usually only about 20 or so colors to choose from, but I can live with it and always find something I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3723368962178740017?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3723368962178740017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3723368962178740017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3723368962178740017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3723368962178740017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-latest-obsessions-part-1.html' title='My latest Obsessions.. Part 1'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ9MwkNi9ZI/TgXyGdb0FKI/AAAAAAAAASc/z9Jr_fPLDSA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8392283120375053143</id><published>2011-06-18T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T08:55:41.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch-up!!</title><content type='html'>A song that reminds you of a certain event&lt;br /&gt;Sade- By your side reminds me of our wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you know all the words to&lt;br /&gt;Janice Joplin- Bobby McGee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you can dance to&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas- I'ma Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LocIeMzrS8w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that makes you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Anything classical lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song from your favorite band&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that my favorite band is Glee Cast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e1_B9FCZJMA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song from a band you hate&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot think of a band I hate.. Just songs I hate... Like-&lt;br /&gt;Intergalastic Planeterium- Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that is a guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz- I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that no one would expect you to love&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go old school, just because I have an old soul when it comes to music and I don't think anyone would expect that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZXhuso4OTG4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that describes you&lt;br /&gt;???? No Idea? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you used to love but now hate&lt;br /&gt;I Swear by John Michael Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you hear often on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Ke$ha- Blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you wish you heard on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Anything from my brother's bands he has been in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you want to play at your wedding&lt;br /&gt;Too late.. but we played From this moment on by Shania Twain.. lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that you want to play at your funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rY0WxgSXdEE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A song that makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hMtZfW2z9dw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song that makes you feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cCkcs2LRJbI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L8TrzlFVfcc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8392283120375053143?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8392283120375053143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8392283120375053143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8392283120375053143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8392283120375053143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch-up!!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LocIeMzrS8w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3564959384157619263</id><published>2011-06-04T13:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:52:28.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWuTtfwKDNE/Tep95V_68XI/AAAAAAAAASU/X57pqLg9DmI/s1600/tumblr_kpzcv5cAKx1qzy0xto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWuTtfwKDNE/Tep95V_68XI/AAAAAAAAASU/X57pqLg9DmI/s320/tumblr_kpzcv5cAKx1qzy0xto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614438309582008690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of VEGAS!!! I want to go back so badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bESGLojNYSo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3564959384157619263?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3564959384157619263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3564959384157619263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3564959384157619263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3564959384157619263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-06-song-that-reminds-of-you-of.html' title='Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWuTtfwKDNE/Tep95V_68XI/AAAAAAAAASU/X57pqLg9DmI/s72-c/tumblr_kpzcv5cAKx1qzy0xto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5402095953164657487</id><published>2011-05-29T13:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:25:47.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5- A song that reminds you of someone</title><content type='html'>"Daddy let me drive".. of course reminds me of my wonderful dad. He has always been my rock, and has always been someone that I looked up to, respected, and now that I am grown he is someone that I can talk to about anything. I am so thankful for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dQe3DKDQRRs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my sister, and my pops... love him so much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMjkClmu_Y0/TeKPi-XX01I/AAAAAAAAASI/tZJQqDwcprU/s1600/l_be164cae83b54122929bd5a83c19a6a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMjkClmu_Y0/TeKPi-XX01I/AAAAAAAAASI/tZJQqDwcprU/s320/l_be164cae83b54122929bd5a83c19a6a7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612205916676412242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5402095953164657487?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5402095953164657487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5402095953164657487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5402095953164657487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5402095953164657487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5-song-that-reminds-you-of-someone.html' title='Day 5- A song that reminds you of someone'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dQe3DKDQRRs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-893095868523180710</id><published>2011-05-29T13:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:20:31.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4- A Song that makes you sad</title><content type='html'>This song reminds me of my grandmothers who I miss very much. This was played at both of their funerals.. It's beautiful, but so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nhvaDJTUmrU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-893095868523180710?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/893095868523180710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=893095868523180710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/893095868523180710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/893095868523180710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4-song-that-makes-you-sad.html' title='Day 4- A Song that makes you sad'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nhvaDJTUmrU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5518275254486638633</id><published>2011-05-22T07:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T05:03:31.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3- A Song that makes me happy..</title><content type='html'>Glee makes me happy, so this song totally makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly one of the best shows I have ever seen on TV. It could be 3 hours long, 5 nights a week and I still would not get enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite episode was the "Blame it on the Alcohol" that came on a few months back, and this song has been the most recently played on my Ipod ever since. It was super cute, and it really makes me happy because I love the original song, and I love Rachel Berry and Blaine. I tried to find the video of them singing it on the show, but this was as close as I could find.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0ATovXdCJiI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I might or might not sing really loudly to this in the car on date nights (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5518275254486638633?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5518275254486638633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5518275254486638633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5518275254486638633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5518275254486638633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-song-that-makes-me-happy.html' title='Day 3- A Song that makes me happy..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0ATovXdCJiI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6866487438626352978</id><published>2011-05-22T06:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T07:27:28.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2- My Least Favorite Song</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have two.. and my hate for these two songs is very strong. &lt;br /&gt;Ladies first.. Pocket full of sunshine, exactly what does that mean? Honestly, my gym plays it all the time so that might have something to do with it. I am dying on an elliptical or treadmill hearing this crap. Thank goodness for my IPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9PoWMRkorew" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the worst. song. ever. This came out about the time that I met Matt, and it was such a happy time in my life, and for whatever reason, this song drives me crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IKzX5zRdsq0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 30 day song challenge realm, my life has been pure CHAOS. Seriously, my days of having a ton of spare time relaxing, blogging, and being able to do my normal everyday things are gone. For example, I dropped my comforter off at the cleaners over a week ago and I have not picked it up, and that is not like me because I do not like sleeping with a sheet. I will try to get it today.&lt;br /&gt;I have been super busy with the gym, working out 3-4 times a week, taking Zumba classes, and I have done a few days of couch to 5k, had family over at the house, not to mention work.. we have hired about 250 people this year so far. It's crazy from the minute I get there until after I leave. I love it, because it really makes the time go by fast, but I haven't even been taking lunch breaks because the company has been providing lunches so that we stay in and stay working. &lt;br /&gt;Also, I am sad that we did not get to go to Vegas this year ); With Matt starting a new job, and so much other stuff going on there was just no way. We plan on going next year though because my younger brother just got engaged and wants to do it up big for his bachelor party in VEGAS!!! &lt;br /&gt;Congrats Seth and Spencer, I am so happy for you guys and I am looking forward to standing up for you as bridesmaid in your wedding.&lt;br /&gt; Aren't they freaking adorable???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dv4GygbGNGo/Tdj_85reeEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tvgIOlazSAI/s1600/77147_10150293660230707_691425706_15526565_3743615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dv4GygbGNGo/Tdj_85reeEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tvgIOlazSAI/s320/77147_10150293660230707_691425706_15526565_3743615_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609514757630359618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I get a new sister, but I get a super cute nephew .. check out this little guy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr2UJc1EF4M/TdkAyMmwebI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ppt4ecHEIhQ/s1600/61942_1378980246862_1602596160_30823065_4613436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr2UJc1EF4M/TdkAyMmwebI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ppt4ecHEIhQ/s320/61942_1378980246862_1602596160_30823065_4613436_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609515673243908530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6866487438626352978?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6866487438626352978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6866487438626352978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6866487438626352978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6866487438626352978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2-my-least-favorite-song.html' title='Day 2- My Least Favorite Song'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9PoWMRkorew/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8238916501718063275</id><published>2011-05-21T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:10:52.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1- My Favorite Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1a76FeV2-Dw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Crowes "She Talks to Angels"&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love this song. I can listen to it over and over again, and you can listen to the lyrics and come up with your own meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8238916501718063275?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8238916501718063275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8238916501718063275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8238916501718063275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8238916501718063275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-1-my-favorite-song.html' title='Day 1- My Favorite Song'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1a76FeV2-Dw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3336074972474813321</id><published>2011-05-21T16:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:00:12.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New 30 Day challenge</title><content type='html'>Time for a new challenge.. this one is the 30 day SONG challenge, and I think this will help me get back into blogging. I did good last year with the other 30 day challenge, and I love music so you can't go wrong. Don't judge if Glee songs show up every now and then.. or often ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 – Your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your least favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – A song that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 – A song that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – A song that reminds you of someone&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 – A song that reminds you of a certain event&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A song that you know all the words to&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 – A song that you can dance to&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – A song that makes you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – A song from your favorite band&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 – A song from a band you hate&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – A song that describes you&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – A song that you used to love but now hate&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 – A song that you hear often on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – A song that you wish you heard on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – A song from your favorite album&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – A song that you want to play at your funeral&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A song that makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 – A song that you can play on an instrument&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 – A song from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – Your favorite song at this time last year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3336074972474813321?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3336074972474813321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3336074972474813321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3336074972474813321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3336074972474813321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-30-day-challenge.html' title='New 30 Day challenge'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1106887955101535</id><published>2011-04-09T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:28:11.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophia Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My new baby niece was born on March 14th, and a total doll!! I love her so much, and am so looking forward to spoiling her rotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is SO SWEET!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593806964709521362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE3VlUzwpQI/TaExzBGd99I/AAAAAAAAARo/sjOjBxka2RI/s320/DSCN0572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1106887955101535?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1106887955101535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1106887955101535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1106887955101535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1106887955101535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/sophia-grace.html' title='Sophia Grace'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE3VlUzwpQI/TaExzBGd99I/AAAAAAAAARo/sjOjBxka2RI/s72-c/DSCN0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1805889306972603159</id><published>2011-03-12T07:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T07:23:21.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;neglected&lt;/span&gt; my blog for almost 4 months!!! I keep saying everyday I need to do it, but really there has been nothing good to blog about. Same crap... hearing different things from different doctors, and everyone else around me is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I did 150 mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; in November. I tested the day before Thanksgiving, and got a positive pregnancy test... I knew better so I went and bought those fancy digital test and of course it says NOT PREGNANT. I start my cycle on December 1st... and here is it March 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and my cycle is still a going. Literally, I think I have not had my period for 4 days since December 1st. I stopped taking my thyroid medication because this always seemed to make me have crazy periods, and it still keeps a going. I have called my doctor, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; they call me back I miss the call or can't take it at my desk or something. I am just getting frustrated because I am over it.&lt;br /&gt;I made an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. in December to see a thyroid specialist so that for once and for all I could get that straightened out, and it was about 2 months out that I could go, so I finally went at the end of February. I told him what all I had been taking, he did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloodwork&lt;/span&gt;, and the end result of that is my thyroid was totally perfect, everything tested was totally in the middle of range where it should be. The only thing that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; was my Vitamin D level, so I am on that now, at 2000 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whatevers&lt;/span&gt; a day. So again, hearing different things from different doctors. I just wish someone would be straight with me and get me on the right track. I am tired of taking steps back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1805889306972603159?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1805889306972603159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1805889306972603159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1805889306972603159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1805889306972603159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2086767948514312569</id><published>2010-11-11T21:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:46:30.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness Part 2.</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't written in well over a month, you get more randomness from me!&lt;br /&gt;Matt found a job about 3 days after I posted the last post. Talk about blessed.. thank goodness for family. My brother helped get him on at Aaron's, which is where my brother is a General  Manager, and he is a Management Trainee working his way up to General Manager, which will be a GREAT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for him. He started on Oct. 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; so he is on his 3rd week there and really loves it. It has been tough not seeing him all day, going to lunch with him everyday and not riding to work together, but it makes our time together at home, at night, that much more special. He finally got his uniform"shirts" in the mail so I can stop ironing dress shirts, dress pants and ties.. which is my reason/excuse for no blogging. And yes, I have heard about a thing called "dry cleaners", but I really have not had time to drop off and pick up so I have been doing it all on my own. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;And the 100 mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; was a no go.. my progesterone level was actually lower with 100 mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; than it was with 50mg.&lt;br /&gt;Up to 150 mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; for this cycle, which I finished this past weekend. Since, I have been talking myself out of getting naked and sitting inside of a deep freezer. I am hot, hot, hot, hot.... and I don't mean sexy. I mean hot..  I like to call them heatwaves... because they start at my head and work down and before you know it I can feel sweat coming from my pores. It's during the night while sleeping, during the day while I am sitting at my desk, whenever. Hot. I had some MAJOR pains last night in both ovaries. It was almost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intolerable&lt;/span&gt;, and sweet Matt rubbed my back to help me fall asleep. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OPK&lt;/span&gt; sticks are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt; getting darker, and its only CD13 ... normally they don't start getting darker until day 20 or so.&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I am going to the Nutcracker Market on Saturday with my sister in law and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday!! For anyone who lives around Houston and hasn't been... GO... it is such a treat. I actually have some money put aside for this trip so I am super excited.&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving and Christmas are right around the corner!! I am loving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; thankful blogs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; post. If I weren't so behind I would totally participate!!&lt;br /&gt;Time to go ice down this hot body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2086767948514312569?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2086767948514312569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2086767948514312569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2086767948514312569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2086767948514312569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/randomness-part-2.html' title='Randomness Part 2.'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6202392714207991079</id><published>2010-10-07T06:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T06:28:59.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>We found out today that Matt is going to be laid off at the end of the month. ):&lt;br /&gt;They did give him notice so that is a good thing, but I am hoping that he finds something soon.&lt;br /&gt;He immediately came home and started looking things up on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep us in your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6202392714207991079?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6202392714207991079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6202392714207991079&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6202392714207991079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6202392714207991079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3530318093993387055</id><published>2010-10-05T20:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:27:47.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On to the new cycle!</title><content type='html'>I called Miss Nurse lady today and suprisingly she called right back with my results. I love it when they call you on your desk phone and work and you can't talk because if you even mutter the words "ovulate" or "levels"  over the phone with her my cubicle neighbors might hear and GASSPPPP.. think I may be pregnant when I am in fact not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, she said that on a medicated cycle they like to see the Progesterone at a 10 and mine was 1.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called in Clomid, at 100 mg this month and we will try, try, try again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and PCOS sucks, and I have horrible heartburn.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3530318093993387055?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3530318093993387055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3530318093993387055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3530318093993387055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3530318093993387055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-to-new-cycle.html' title='On to the new cycle!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3674723348995081092</id><published>2010-10-04T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:28:00.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She has arrived!</title><content type='html'>AF that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right on time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in the 20ish years that I have had a period have I had one for 6 months now in a row. And since August it has been an exact 28 days cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed in the right direction?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3674723348995081092?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3674723348995081092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3674723348995081092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3674723348995081092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3674723348995081092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-has-arrived.html' title='She has arrived!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3793110546336634669</id><published>2010-10-03T19:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:58:02.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Golden Pony Boy.. (Random stuff)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; Beat Texas for the first time in 4 years. Matt is a huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; fan, and this game is big in our household. Looks like he will get to wear the pants this year. I have been wearing them for 4 years and ready to give them up. But my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Longhorns&lt;/span&gt; need to SHAPE up.. immediately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matt, my dad, my brother, and I all had the stomach flu/virus this week. Mine just happened to come on Monday, the day I am supposed to do payroll at work. My boss helped a ton, but I felt terrible leaving it with her. I tried to go in, I sat in the car for an hour and threw up and just couldn't do it.  A week later, I still get these hot flashes and cold sweats. It was a rough one. Leave it to my body to make me throw up and have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; symptoms the week before I am scheduled for AF.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being home that day, I decided to take pee on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OPK&lt;/span&gt; stick, and it was a bold bright positive. Weird. Day 20ish.. and I was just now ovulating? My last cycle was 28 days so that would not give it enough time to implant, etc.. right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went in for Day 21 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blood work&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday to see if I ovulated. I haven't heard back from Nurse "Vacation day when I really need her" but I am having some very light spotting. Maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-AF?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am super ecstatic about my Fall TV lineup... it will get its own post, no worries there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have had two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scentsy&lt;/span&gt; parties in the last two weeks, and its been real fun. I should be good and ready for Christmas, which is where the extra cash is going to go towards. I had one today, along with two co-workers who sell Premier and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Miche&lt;/span&gt; Bags and we booked another party in late October, and we are already having one in late October.. so two more this month! We are like a traveling band, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matt bought a fish aquarium yesterday. It started with an idea of a small one, which turned into a pretty big one for our first aquarium, which turned into a ton of money later. I am glad he is excited about it though, he doesn't treat his self like I do with my silly indulges. He is always pretty smart about money and he works hard so he deserves it too. Anyways, we set it all up and were supposed to let it sit for 24 hours before we added fish to the mix, and so last night he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait and we added 6 fish we bought at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart. He woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me that all 6 fish were dead. We went back this  morning after church and he bought an Oscar and 5 small red fish. The Oscar ate all the red fish and now is laying on the gravel like he is too full to move. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if he will make it or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went and saw Case 39 on Friday night and LOVED it. I love scary movies, and this one had a good story to it. It was pretty creepy though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed the Texas Rice Festival this weekend!!! This is held right by my hometown and I was in the parades in high school, danced on the stage in drill team and have gone pretty much every night of the festival from the time I was in high school on.  It's always a high school reunion, and really cool to see everyone and their families, but the best part is the freaking food. The yummy, amazing, indulgent food. They have rice balls, cajun Pistolettes, Ka-bobs, gumbo, boudain balls, and pretty much anything else you can think of. I almost checked with my folks to see if they could pick me up some rice balls and froze them for me so I could eat them later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are pretty much all caught up now (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3793110546336634669?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3793110546336634669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3793110546336634669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3793110546336634669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3793110546336634669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/stay-golden-pony-boy-random-stuff.html' title='Stay Golden Pony Boy.. (Random stuff)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7241060999133540743</id><published>2010-09-23T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:53:00.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CD16</title><content type='html'>And no positive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OPK&lt;/span&gt; yet. Not a one.. not even close. I am guessing 50mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; did nothing to my ovaries. I will go in on CD 21 to confirm whether or not I ovulated, and then they will increase my dosage of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; from there. They knew I did the previous dosage at 100mg, so I wonder why they started me at a lower dosage since that one obviously did not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmph&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really am not frustrated because I know that this new doctor has a plan, and its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; less drama filled that the RE I was seeing before. She kind of gives you the tools, and then you are on your own. You only go in once a month so there is really no stress in that for me. Smooth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sailin&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;My dream and ultimate goal is to tell my family one Thanksgiving dinner that we are pregnant.. Looks like I only have one more month to make that happen for this year. I have always just pictured that in my head, and think it would be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; neat since everyone would be there together, and we all say what we are thankful for. Boy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; that be something to be thankful for???&lt;br /&gt;My body is used to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Metformin&lt;/span&gt; now.. I am up to 1500 per day and still getting sick to my stomach but not near as bad. I have been super tired lately, but that is nothing new. I need energy.. STAT.&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that fun, I am loving that Fall TV is back. I missed Glee and am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; excited it's back on. If you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen it, you are truly missing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7241060999133540743?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7241060999133540743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7241060999133540743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7241060999133540743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7241060999133540743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/cd16.html' title='CD16'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2952423858737474764</id><published>2010-09-23T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:44:18.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "US" Survey</title><content type='html'>1. When is your “engagement” anniversary:&lt;br /&gt;March 31, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is your “marriage” anniversary:&lt;br /&gt;March 27, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known your spouse:&lt;br /&gt;9.5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How long did you date/court before you were engaged:&lt;br /&gt;almost 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you meet your spouse for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;@ Gamestop- I interviewed him for a job. Yep, you heard me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your spouse’s full name:&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Wayne Durbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have any children:&lt;br /&gt;Nope );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many – boys/girls:&lt;br /&gt;n/a :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any house pets:&lt;br /&gt;Yep - 3 dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you own a house or rent:&lt;br /&gt;Own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you live in the country or town/city:&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful suburbs of Humble/Atascocita Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is one of your favorite activities together:&lt;br /&gt;eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a favorite vacation spot:&lt;br /&gt;Vegas- fo sho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When did you first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;That first day (sluttttt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What church do you attend?&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands Church (Kerry Shook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is this the church you were married in:&lt;br /&gt;nope...we were married at Assembly of God in Humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What town is your current address at:&lt;br /&gt;Humble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you work or stay at home:&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where did you go on your honeymoon:&lt;br /&gt;we went on a cruise to Cozumel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What was the funniest gift you gave when dating?&lt;br /&gt;He gave me these little ceramic apes that he got from the Kentucky Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How long have you been together?&lt;br /&gt;Almost 10 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How long did you know each other before you started dating?&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who asked who out?&lt;br /&gt;I am certain it was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How old are each of you?&lt;br /&gt;He is 33 and I'm 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where do each of you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;no school, but we work together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?&lt;br /&gt;spending time with both sides of the family equally, and money of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Did you go to the same school?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are you from the same home town?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is smarter?&lt;br /&gt;Totally him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who is more sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;Him, LOL.. I am a hard ass. jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where do you eat out most as a couple?&lt;br /&gt;Pizzini's for lunch at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where is the farthest you two have traveled together as a couple?&lt;br /&gt;Either Cozumel or Vegas.. once we drove to Chicago.. that was a LONG drive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who has the craziest exes?&lt;br /&gt;Neither really.. we are lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who has the worse temper?&lt;br /&gt;Both of us equally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who does the cooking?&lt;br /&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who is more social?&lt;br /&gt;Probably him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who is the neat-freak?&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is more stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Who hogs the bed?&lt;br /&gt;That would be him.. he is 6 ft 6 so he stretches all limbs out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Who wakes up earlier?&lt;br /&gt;Me, hands down.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Where was your first date?&lt;br /&gt;the interview I guess? he sort of never left after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who had more boyfriends/girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you get flowers often?&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. How do you spend the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;with both families- Have you seen &lt;em&gt;Four Christmases&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Who is more jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How long did it take to get serious?&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Who eats more?&lt;br /&gt;Him , gosh can he eat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who does the laundry&lt;br /&gt;Me , he doesnt even know that we have a washer and dryer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who’s better with the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Leave a piece of advice for the other couples.&lt;br /&gt;Duct tape and a banana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL JK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun together, laugh often!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2952423858737474764?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2952423858737474764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2952423858737474764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2952423858737474764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2952423858737474764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/us-survey.html' title='The &quot;US&quot; Survey'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2592490028341985460</id><published>2010-09-08T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:20:03.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberry Margaritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TIhELyzSKvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J4zzO8Emuzo/s1600/IMG_4766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514732713121295090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TIhELyzSKvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J4zzO8Emuzo/s320/IMG_4766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I haven't tried these personally, just found the recipe on another blog. YUM. Not that I need help feeling like I have been drinking these days, but I will be trying this soon, because I am a big Blackberry kinda girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackberry Margaritas&lt;br /&gt;Serves 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 shot triple sec&lt;br /&gt;3 shots tequila&lt;br /&gt;1/2 shot black current liquor&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup blackberries&lt;br /&gt;1 6-ounce can limeade&lt;br /&gt;1 cup crushed ice&lt;br /&gt;Combine the all ingredients in a large pitcher. Using a big wooden spoon, muddle the blackberries so they are pretty much all crushed up in the drink. Serve with additional blackberries and a lime wedge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2592490028341985460?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2592490028341985460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2592490028341985460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2592490028341985460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2592490028341985460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/blackberry-margaritas.html' title='Blackberry Margaritas'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TIhELyzSKvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J4zzO8Emuzo/s72-c/IMG_4766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4572719818320875658</id><published>2010-09-06T08:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:04:54.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Metformin</title><content type='html'>Happy Labor Day!! Today was my day I swore I would sleep in because I have been up at the crack of dawn the past two days but it was no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bueno&lt;/span&gt; again this morning.. I will back up and give you the run-down on how the past 4 days of this has gone, and today so far also. I realize this is all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TMI&lt;/span&gt;, but I will not even go into the detail that I should and when I say bathroom you just think about the worst time you went to the bathroom with the most terrible stomach flu. That is what this feels like..&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night- start one pill with dinner... "This isn't bad at all! Why did they tell me to hang around a toilet??"&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning- slightly nauseous, but maybe from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal vitamin?&lt;br /&gt;Friday lunch- Stomach starts gurgling 3 minutes into my chicken enchiladas. Got back from lunch and had to run across the parking lot, full force to the bathroom that is not in the main building so I am away from co-workers. Thinking I wasn't going to make it, and so thankful the bathroom was in a vacant office and it was a one-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night- Bathroom, Bathroom, Bathroom and one more pill at dinner terrified because of my white shorts I was going to wear to the UT game.. Should I take it or not? I will go ahead and take it.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning- "Why is this room spinning and when did I drink vodka and how do I not remember it?" It took my well over an hour to get out of bed because I was afraid I would vomit. It was tiny slow movements at a time, but I had to let my dogs out in the backyard to potty. My schnauzer was standing by the front door, so I went ahead and let him out front because he is normally pretty good about staying by me and in our yard. Lesson learned. He sees a cat across the street and chases it all the way down the street and around the corner. I am running after him screaming, and I don't know what was louder.. my yellin' voice, or my stomach gurgling, but I am sure both woke up the neighborhood. I finally got him, and had to carry him back to the house, and I am cold-sweating by this point.&lt;br /&gt;Gametime- I could barely eat my food, I wasn't too hungry, but as soon as I got home, bathroom, bathroom, bathroom, and Matt and I went to dinner, and came home and bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- went to church and went to eat after church.. bathroom, you get the idea, it's anytime I eat at this point.&lt;br /&gt;Made it to Beaumont, went to the movies with my ladies, and made it home and was in pain by the time I got home last night around midnight because my tummy hurt so bad. I felt like the side effects lessened alot this day so I went ahead and started 2 pills a day last night. I have to work my way up to 3 by the end of the week so thank goodness it's a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was a little nauseous when I woke up, but nothing like Saturday. I have had to take two bathroom breaks during the time it took to write this blog, but hey.. at least we know it's working... right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4572719818320875658?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4572719818320875658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4572719818320875658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4572719818320875658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4572719818320875658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/metformin.html' title='Metformin'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4440611665827102181</id><published>2010-09-04T07:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:05:14.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow-up on Bloodwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I met with Dr. B on Thursday, and she must have known I was worried (Dr. B, do you read my blog? (: )because she started it off by saying that she only wanted me to come in so that we could talk face to face rather than over the phone, because some of my levels were a little high.&lt;br /&gt;She said that I absolutely have PCOS- so thank goodness I don't need to change the title of my blog. LOL! My testosterone was a little high for a female.. I think she said average was 1.something for a female and mine was 2.0. Not too high, but definetely above normal.&lt;br /&gt;My glucose and cholestrol came back perfect, and let me tell you how suprised I was to hear that on the cholestrol. I do no have the healthiest eating habits but all 5 of the different levels were right in the middle of range. Good news!&lt;br /&gt;My prolactin level was high- as if I am breastfeeding, LOL.. She said it could be from my nipples being overstimulated.. WHAT! I started laughing hysterically after my face twisted with question.. BOOB man right here folks.. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513042618439959602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TIJDDVe0BDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JvcvrFh115w/s320/Las+Vegas!+118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, she said she might check this level again when (if) I get pregnant and before then I cannot have any nipple stiumlation for like 72 hours. We're gonna have to lock him up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So all across the board, the news wasn't so bad after all. I am on CD 25 right now, and I will start clomid on CD5 whenever I start my period. I am starting to get the rhythm down on this whole period thing, and I am waiting for it anyday now. It's like I am 13 again, only trying to get pregnant. I started Metformin on Thursday night and the side effects are gruesome. Metformin gets its own blog- stay tuned.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4440611665827102181?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4440611665827102181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4440611665827102181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4440611665827102181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4440611665827102181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/follow-up-on-bloodwork.html' title='Follow-up on Bloodwork'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TIJDDVe0BDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JvcvrFh115w/s72-c/Las+Vegas!+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7412202810474160263</id><published>2010-09-04T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T07:50:43.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream for the Future (Day 30- finally)</title><content type='html'>I think this one goes hand in hand, or word for word with Day 29.. to have a baby, and for my friends who are trying so hard to also have a baby! We are ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7412202810474160263?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7412202810474160263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7412202810474160263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7412202810474160263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7412202810474160263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/dream-for-future-day-30-finally.html' title='A Dream for the Future (Day 30- finally)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5813624587260972067</id><published>2010-08-31T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:41:46.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Makin' Latest</title><content type='html'>Sooo... I got the 6 vials of blood, bloodwork done on August 5th. Yep, you are right, it has almost been a month. Where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;Dr. B's sweet nurse (being sarcastic) is to thank for that. I called, and called and called and called to get my results, and when finally someone was able to locate me in system, she tells me "Oh my, you are going to need to speak with a nurse".. I freaked out, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Once sweet nurse finally returns my call, she tells me she can't release my information until the doctor reviews it.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward another week, to last Thursday, when she finally calls me back to tell me that Dr. B would really just like to meet with me to discuss my results, and helped me make an appointment for this coming up Thursday. Which is right at 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I hope they don't work this way if I get pregnant and want to have blood work done to verify, or gosh knows what else may come our way, test-wise.&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say, the ovary scraping, throbbing, and numbing pain I have been experienceing, and all the baby dancing goin' on, will probably be interrupted by stress from, "Oh my, you are going to need to speak with a nurse."&lt;br /&gt;Lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5813624587260972067?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5813624587260972067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5813624587260972067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5813624587260972067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5813624587260972067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-makin-latest.html' title='Baby Makin&apos; Latest'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1517721991311011947</id><published>2010-08-31T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:02:27.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes,dreams and plans for the next 365 days (Day 29 on actual Day 31.. lol)</title><content type='html'>Hopes: That me and my fellow friends that have been trying so hard and so long will get pregnant. I cannot imagine what reaction I would have to see a positive pregnancy test, after seeing 5 bajillion negative ones. I really have no clue what I would do, besides carry it in my purse with me. (Add to day 28, what's in my handbag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams: Very vivid dreams.. in color maybe? Pregnancy dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans: Planning baby showers for named fellow friends, and planning on how I am going to turn this office into the most adorable nursery ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now, better stop before I jinx something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1517721991311011947?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1517721991311011947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1517721991311011947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1517721991311011947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1517721991311011947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/hopesdreams-and-plans-for-next-365-days.html' title='Hopes,dreams and plans for the next 365 days (Day 29 on actual Day 31.. lol)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-121735590730296679</id><published>2010-08-29T00:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:52:20.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in my handbag (Day 28)</title><content type='html'>In my purse.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallet&lt;br /&gt;Prescriptions (Synthroid, Cytomel)&lt;br /&gt;Water pills&lt;br /&gt;pennies&lt;br /&gt;Movie ticket stubs from tonights movie, Vampires Suck&lt;br /&gt;Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;Lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;Sweet pea body splash&lt;br /&gt;Free Lotion from a hotel we stayed in&lt;br /&gt;Scentsy sample of Paradise Punch&lt;br /&gt;Headband (random)&lt;br /&gt;Matt's wallet&lt;br /&gt;Keys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-121735590730296679?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/121735590730296679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=121735590730296679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/121735590730296679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/121735590730296679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-in-my-handbag-day-28.html' title='What&apos;s in my handbag (Day 28)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-9042057404970547999</id><published>2010-08-29T00:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:46:49.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Worst Habit (Day 27)</title><content type='html'>My worse habit is biting my nails. I hate it, my hands are ugly, and I wish I could stop ); When I was little my Gran used to put this stuff on my fingers that made it taste super bitter whenever I would bite them but I kept doing it and still do it to this day. Gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-9042057404970547999?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9042057404970547999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=9042057404970547999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/9042057404970547999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/9042057404970547999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-worst-habit-day-27.html' title='My Worst Habit (Day 27)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5685732038816110378</id><published>2010-08-29T00:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:43:04.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week in Great Detail (Day 26)</title><content type='html'>This will be super hard now that I did not do this post when I should have, when it was fresh on my brain, but I will try.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- drove back from the River, ate chicken spaghetti at Nicole's moms house when picking up Khloe, got home, loved on my dogs, went to Best Buy to return FloTV because it sucks, got home, ate ice cream and watched True Blood with my love.&lt;br /&gt;Monday- play catch up at work from being out on Friday. Fell asleep early when I got home. Matt started a new basketball league at church so I dropped him off on the way home, and then had to go pick him up when he was done, at 9pm. &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, worked, went to lunch with a Vendor, worked more, brought co-worker out to eat. Matt worked late and I watched a double header of Glee.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- See previous post!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Worked, ate DQ again since it was soo delicious on Wednesday, came home from work, Matt played basketball again and I cleaned and did laundry.&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Worked, came home and watched The final Destination, waited for Matt to come home, went to Wal-Mart for baby gift. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday-TODAY- Went to bank, went to friends at work's son's football game, went to Party City to get helium tank for a friend's baby shower. Blew up balloons when we got to the shower early, baby shower (Won the poopie diaper game), came home and took a nap, cleaned my downstairs, fell really hard on the concrete outside, ate concrete, have huge road burn going down my right leg (anxious to see if I will be able to move tomorrow), went to eat dinner with friends at Gingiss Grill, went and saw Vampires Suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5685732038816110378?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5685732038816110378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5685732038816110378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5685732038816110378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5685732038816110378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-week-in-great-detail-day-26.html' title='My Week in Great Detail (Day 26)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6560458808008037706</id><published>2010-08-25T21:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T21:39:54.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day in Great Detail (Day 25)</title><content type='html'>Woke up&lt;br /&gt;Put eye drops in my eyes because I slept in my contacts&lt;br /&gt;Brushed teeth&lt;br /&gt;Washed face&lt;br /&gt;Wet, gelled and scrunched hair to put in a barrette&lt;br /&gt;Let dogs outside to to bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Let them right back in because they were awfully "barky" this morning&lt;br /&gt;Took medicine&lt;br /&gt;Yelled at Matt to hurry (we ride together to work)&lt;br /&gt;More Yelling&lt;br /&gt;Worked&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Dairy Queen&lt;br /&gt;Felt scraping on my left ovary.. could it be?&lt;br /&gt;Worked More&lt;br /&gt;Went to happy hour with girls from work (and Matt)&lt;br /&gt;More scraping on my ovary (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sonic for ice&lt;br /&gt;Came home&lt;br /&gt;Chillin in my jammies (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6560458808008037706?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6560458808008037706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6560458808008037706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6560458808008037706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6560458808008037706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-day-in-great-detail-day-25.html' title='My Day in Great Detail (Day 25)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3426239871931067926</id><published>2010-08-24T06:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T06:32:07.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I live (Day 24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THOtRtpMGkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hb5VGz-grMQ/s1600/map_humble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THOtRtpMGkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hb5VGz-grMQ/s320/map_humble.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508937289025985090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Humble, Texas. I moved out here from Fannett, Texas in 2000 when I was a young eager 21 year old and I met my sweetheart the following year in 2001. Humble is north of Houston and west of Beaumont and isn't really known for anything, but there are some wonderful mom and pop resturants that people drive all over to go to like Humble City Cafe, Humble Inn, Los Vega, and Italiano's. YUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3426239871931067926?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3426239871931067926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3426239871931067926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3426239871931067926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3426239871931067926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-i-live-day-24.html' title='Where I live (Day 24)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THOtRtpMGkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hb5VGz-grMQ/s72-c/map_humble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5170266788981203929</id><published>2010-08-24T06:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T06:21:22.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Youtube Video (Day 23)</title><content type='html'>This was the song of the weekend whenever we went to New Braunsfels. We sang it at least 32 times. Not your typical river song, like David Allen Coe or Johnny Cash, but we sang the mess out of it. I am posting it because I love these kids from Glee and this makes my heart swoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbtzU4UyWwA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbtzU4UyWwA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5170266788981203929?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5170266788981203929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5170266788981203929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5170266788981203929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5170266788981203929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/youtube-video-day-23.html' title='A Youtube Video (Day 23)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7217905473981674211</id><published>2010-08-22T17:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:56:10.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Website (Day 22)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love to read blogs.. so here is one of my favorites that I recommend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aimee's blog @ &lt;a href="http://thehickstree.com/blog"&gt;The Hicks Tree..&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aimee and I went to high school together and I love her dearly. We have always kept in touch through the years and she is a great friend and is going to be one heck of a momma one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508371194966270450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGqas71YfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ShHEnZAmFXI/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't she beautiful!&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/2120590296917207513-7217905473981674211?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7217905473981674211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7217905473981674211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7217905473981674211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7217905473981674211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/website-day-22.html' title='A Website (Day 22)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGqas71YfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ShHEnZAmFXI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1907880423657655786</id><published>2010-08-22T17:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:46:10.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Recipe (Day 21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Dumplin's (Mine and Matt's favorite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508368669979290770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGoHuoBrJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UAFa2yStkBo/s320/Fathers+Day+2009+019.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;2-3 boneless chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;2 qts of chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 stick of butter&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of self rising flour&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place chicken &amp;amp; butter in large pot. Add chicken broth. Boil until chicken is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumplings: Place flour in in large bowl and make a well in center. Add milk and vegetable oil. Stir to make a firm dough. Knead a few times until dough is no longer sticky. Add more flour if neccessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll out dough on floured surface and cut into strips. Drop dough into broth. Stir frequently. Water may be added to make a larger quantity without diluting flavor. Add salt and pepper to taste. cook 10-15 min's on low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1907880423657655786?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1907880423657655786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1907880423657655786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1907880423657655786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1907880423657655786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/recipe-day-21.html' title='A Recipe (Day 21)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGoHuoBrJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UAFa2yStkBo/s72-c/Fathers+Day+2009+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1429127023944025475</id><published>2010-08-22T17:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:37:57.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hobby of Mine (Day 20)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry I have been MIA.. I have been at floating in a tube down the Guadalupe River.. TONS OF FUN! I am home now and ready to get back on track.. so I owe you three blogs... HERE GOES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hobby is... I love everything shopping.. from malls, to outlet malls, to grocery stores to Trade Days to Flea Markets.. I am there. I don't *have* to buy anything, as I am happy window shopping and looking around. I just think it's to fun to look for different things, new things I haven't seen.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508366948839109170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGmji4OsjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fLKPh6sl2GY/s320/thumbnailCAX4EY8B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1429127023944025475?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1429127023944025475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1429127023944025475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1429127023944025475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1429127023944025475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/hobby-of-mine-day-20.html' title='A Hobby of Mine (Day 20)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/THGmji4OsjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fLKPh6sl2GY/s72-c/thumbnailCAX4EY8B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3620350259922919994</id><published>2010-08-19T19:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:20:25.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Talent of Yours (Day 19)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TG3KHtgv9nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/A1ExRDxwa18/s1600/Brannon%27s+Baby+Shower+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507280153168836210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TG3KHtgv9nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/A1ExRDxwa18/s320/Brannon%27s+Baby+Shower+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I made this diaper cake! I have made a few of them actually, and would love to make more for all the special babies that come into my life. For some reason it is relaxing to me (:&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/2120590296917207513-3620350259922919994?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3620350259922919994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3620350259922919994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3620350259922919994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3620350259922919994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/talent-of-yours-day-19.html' title='A Talent of Yours (Day 19)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TG3KHtgv9nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/A1ExRDxwa18/s72-c/Brannon%27s+Baby+Shower+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1699962750772939819</id><published>2010-08-18T06:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T06:39:37.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wedding (Day 18)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Wedding was March 27, 2004. Matt and I had been engaged for a year, and dated for a total of 3 years prior to this day. It was a totally perfect day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506712931154769042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGvGPC2HtJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/a_tGX8INiac/s320/Wedding+party+with+Billy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1699962750772939819?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1699962750772939819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1699962750772939819&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1699962750772939819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1699962750772939819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-wedding-day-18.html' title='My Wedding (Day 18)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGvGPC2HtJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/a_tGX8INiac/s72-c/Wedding+party+with+Billy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6035281865457749754</id><published>2010-08-18T06:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T06:35:28.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Art Piece (Day 17)</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time (a few months ago really) Matt and I went to Hobby Lobby for scrap booking stuff for our Vegas trip. We got a little sidetracked (totally normal) and bought canvases and paints because we were going to each make a painting. It was a Saturday, we had zero plans, and we were right in the middle of watching a Season of the Office, so how perfect would that be? I threw down some old sheets in front of the TV , we got some ideas of what we were going to do.. and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt; what my husband did. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506711674801641170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGvFF6kMVtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8qQedOKWxS8/s320/SAM_0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Amazing!! He was looking at a picture in Slam Magazine, and together with his love of the game, this is what he came up with. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' Picasso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6035281865457749754?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6035281865457749754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6035281865457749754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6035281865457749754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6035281865457749754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/art-piece-day-17.html' title='An Art Piece (Day 17)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGvFF6kMVtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8qQedOKWxS8/s72-c/SAM_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5684028745469608602</id><published>2010-08-16T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T07:06:03.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song that Makes me Cry (Day 16)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/Jnf82BCQV68/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jnf82BCQV68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jnf82BCQV68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of my sweet grandmothers who were both wonderful ladies, and loved their family more than anything. I miss them both everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5684028745469608602?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5684028745469608602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5684028745469608602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5684028745469608602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5684028745469608602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/song-that-makes-me-cry-day-16.html' title='A Song that Makes me Cry (Day 16)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8029831223257994117</id><published>2010-08-15T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:40:05.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Home (Day 15)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiyxWUrYnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lrBhC8XymJQ/s1600/atlanta%2520luxury%2520mansions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505847105336074866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiyxWUrYnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lrBhC8XymJQ/s320/atlanta%2520luxury%2520mansions.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do you like my lazy river that goes all the way around my mansion? Haha.. I am not sure if is really a lazy river but my dream home would surely have that.. complete with a hair salon, pedicure room, a huge room for my dogs, and a fabulous movie theater.&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/2120590296917207513-8029831223257994117?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8029831223257994117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8029831223257994117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8029831223257994117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8029831223257994117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-dream-home-day-15.html' title='My Dream Home (Day 15)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiyxWUrYnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lrBhC8XymJQ/s72-c/atlanta%2520luxury%2520mansions.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1663662916003303527</id><published>2010-08-15T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T19:31:16.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Non- Fiction Book (Day 14)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiGmY-aYYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Y9CDfafNUX8/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505798538557809026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiGmY-aYYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Y9CDfafNUX8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is a great read if you haven't read it. Even if you are not a huge Paula Deen, or Food Network Fan it's really interesting and gives descriptive details about her life. I read it twice.. in a row and have let lots of friends borrow it, and even my dad loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1663662916003303527?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1663662916003303527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1663662916003303527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1663662916003303527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1663662916003303527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/non-fiction-book-day-14.html' title='A Non- Fiction Book (Day 14)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGiGmY-aYYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Y9CDfafNUX8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6903360379615085942</id><published>2010-08-13T19:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:51:27.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fiction Book.. (Day 13)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGXodxZp_5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/24qWPCZkjn8/s1600/41N-HFLdqQL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505061717705097106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGXodxZp_5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/24qWPCZkjn8/s320/41N-HFLdqQL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGXoLHL80nI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4l0gywo8w9g/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&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/2120590296917207513-6903360379615085942?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6903360379615085942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6903360379615085942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6903360379615085942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6903360379615085942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/fiction-book-day-13.html' title='A Fiction Book.. (Day 13)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGXodxZp_5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/24qWPCZkjn8/s72-c/41N-HFLdqQL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1444400555989129838</id><published>2010-08-12T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:24:20.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you are OCD about (Day 12)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGSst4vZkKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JDvvB1HDabg/s1600/Milk_glass-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504714548878872738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGSst4vZkKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JDvvB1HDabg/s320/Milk_glass-300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;So here it is, and now it's time for you to know what a freak I am. I hate milk, the taste, the smell, the look of it. I really really hate it whenever it is in a clear glass and you can see it running down the side or if someone is drinking it and it is on their face. I really cannot even be in the same room if I see it. Blech. Weird? Yeah, I thought so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1444400555989129838?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1444400555989129838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1444400555989129838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1444400555989129838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1444400555989129838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-you-are-ocd-about-day-12.html' title='Something you are OCD about (Day 12)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGSst4vZkKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JDvvB1HDabg/s72-c/Milk_glass-300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2305193606153016618</id><published>2010-08-10T22:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:57:02.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A recent photo of you (Day 11)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995022751316098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGIeT9CcOII/AAAAAAAAAOs/_y4YrfNGjM8/s320/31099_392359295962_751370962_4161777_2996826_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent picture of me.. in LAS VEGAS! And my sweet husband of course. My sister in law took this, and we saw it posted on facebook later.. and the way the flash is in the picture with our already pale complexions- Matt said we look like angels (: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995871229783858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGIfFV3eLzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CEkAFXSl4lg/s320/angels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2305193606153016618?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2305193606153016618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2305193606153016618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2305193606153016618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2305193606153016618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/recent-photo-of-you-day-11.html' title='A recent photo of you (Day 11)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGIeT9CcOII/AAAAAAAAAOs/_y4YrfNGjM8/s72-c/31099_392359295962_751370962_4161777_2996826_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2423255516737368079</id><published>2010-08-10T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:46:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo taken of you more than 10 years ago (Day 10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGHj39gYuwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pkQLV3tr6M4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGHj39gYuwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pkQLV3tr6M4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503930770166168322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was definetely more than 10 years ago, in 1997 to be exact, right after I graduated high school at our Operation Graduation. That is me on the far right of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2423255516737368079?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2423255516737368079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2423255516737368079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2423255516737368079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2423255516737368079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-taken-of-you-more-than-10-years.html' title='A photo taken of you more than 10 years ago (Day 10)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGHj39gYuwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pkQLV3tr6M4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5551920651419598057</id><published>2010-08-09T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:08:33.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo you took (Day 9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGCJsiw4YaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HCM6C7MwIvk/s1600/SAM_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGCJsiw4YaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HCM6C7MwIvk/s320/SAM_0288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503550142985822626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Murray and he has my heart. I look forward all day to when I come home and he yells at the top of his lungs and makes pig noises, so excited for me to come home. And if I forget something in the car, he screams at the front door until I come back in. He follows me- always on my heel, and I have to pretend like I am going outside in the backyard for him to go out there so that he will use the bathroom. I love it when he tilts his head like in the picture. I love my dogs (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5551920651419598057?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5551920651419598057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5551920651419598057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5551920651419598057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5551920651419598057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-you-took-day-9.html' title='A Photo you took (Day 9)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TGCJsiw4YaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HCM6C7MwIvk/s72-c/SAM_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7893349717041653555</id><published>2010-08-08T21:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:57:54.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo that makes you Sad/Angry (Day 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF9ufT2NyUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LlhYSiTUy2A/s1600/17256_417387645225_500010225_106712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503238753852705090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF9ufT2NyUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LlhYSiTUy2A/s320/17256_417387645225_500010225_106712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am not sure if my heart will ever fully heal. :::::sigh:::::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2120590296917207513-7893349717041653555?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7893349717041653555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7893349717041653555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7893349717041653555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7893349717041653555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-that-makes-you-sadangry-day-8.html' title='A Photo that makes you Sad/Angry (Day 8)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF9ufT2NyUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LlhYSiTUy2A/s72-c/17256_417387645225_500010225_106712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4857992367608352748</id><published>2010-08-07T07:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:23:42.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo that Makes you Happy (Day 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF1P1LtHc_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/369ruAfHtNI/s1600/Longhorn+salute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502642094810297330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF1P1LtHc_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/369ruAfHtNI/s320/Longhorn+salute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sticks out in my head.. with me being the huge Texas Longhorns Fan and my sweets being the huge Oklahoma Sooner fan... this was only appropriate on our big day. To the right of the cake is an OU/TEXAS chess set with football players as the chess pieces (:&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/2120590296917207513-4857992367608352748?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4857992367608352748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4857992367608352748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4857992367608352748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4857992367608352748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='A Photo that Makes you Happy (Day 7)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TF1P1LtHc_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/369ruAfHtNI/s72-c/Longhorn+salute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1046273788952785343</id><published>2010-08-06T06:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T06:58:58.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20 of my Favorite Things (Day 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; My hilarious, handsome husband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food Network&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The baby clothes section at Target&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mexican food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Crawfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Texas Longhorns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fancy cupcakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My doggies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My couch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GLEE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;US Weekly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending time with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheddars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday mornings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My BFF's from high-school (Karen, Carmen, and Terica)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;College Football&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comments on my blogs!! haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1046273788952785343?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1046273788952785343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1046273788952785343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1046273788952785343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1046273788952785343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/20-of-my-favorite-things-day-6.html' title='20 of my Favorite Things (Day 6)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8503383490972661647</id><published>2010-08-05T18:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:05:39.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. B*</title><content type='html'>I am posting a blog other than the "all about me in 30 days"! I went to my first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. today with Dr. B and let me just tell you that I freaking love her. She was AMAZING!! A breath of fresh air if you will. She spent a good hour with me, looking over my history from the Fertility Institute, talking to me about options, success stories- which I love to hear, and she even took care of my yearly while I was there...&lt;br /&gt;First off, we talked about my thyroid, because she noticed I was on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Synthroid&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cytomel&lt;/span&gt;, and by the time we were done talking she was convinced that was the problem, and I "probably wouldn't even need her help getting pregnant". Exact words.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Synthroid&lt;/span&gt;, I had my period 3 times already, once each month since I have started taking it, and that was probably the first time in years I had it on my own without the help of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;provera&lt;/span&gt;. She was very concerned that the Fertility Institute did not test for my thyroid, because she said she had worked with them many times in the past and thinks that should have been the first thing they tested for. She thought maybe I overlooked the test, so we got online to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FI's&lt;/span&gt; portal and I showed her all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloodwork&lt;/span&gt; I had done, and sure enough, no thyroid panel. She even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt; it up to another doctor who was waiting on another patient, because that doctor had done training at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FI&lt;/span&gt;.. she could not believe it either. Lucky me, what a waste of time, and money I guess. I told her I had to stop going there because of the cost, and she assured me she could do all the same things, and wanted to start quickly back on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;. I am fasting tomorrow morning (nothing after midnight after all.. I have Jason's Deli on the way right now to hold me over until tomorrow after the test) and doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloodwork&lt;/span&gt; with her-both a full &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; panel, and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cholesterol&lt;/span&gt; test also so that she can determine if I need to get started on any other type of medications that might complicate a pregnancy. Love her. Already thinking out of the box. I am just so happy with the way things went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8503383490972661647?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8503383490972661647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8503383490972661647&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8503383490972661647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8503383490972661647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/dr-b.html' title='Dr. B*'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1117010688322094933</id><published>2010-08-04T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T07:07:34.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Quote (Day 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFoxsJt-tpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FQ8teikiXrk/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501764529379260050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFoxsJt-tpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FQ8teikiXrk/s320/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not one that reads quotes, or even remembers them, so I chose my favorite movie quote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1117010688322094933?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1117010688322094933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1117010688322094933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1117010688322094933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1117010688322094933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/favorite-quote-day-5.html' title='Favorite Quote (Day 5)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFoxsJt-tpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FQ8teikiXrk/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5269942266290203030</id><published>2010-08-04T07:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T07:13:36.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Book (Day 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFlZXhSTgeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QW2HtKe4-nI/s1600/51TNBWTR3QL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFlZXhSTgeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QW2HtKe4-nI/s320/51TNBWTR3QL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501526680416780770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I have read this book about 12 times since I was in high school. There are 4 more that complete the "Landry Series" of this VC Andrews book. It's about a girl who grows up in the bayou with her grandmother and grandfather (who is a drunk). Her mother died when she gave birth to her at a young age and she was raised by them, and later finds out her father is a rich creole living in New Orleans. She ventures out to find him and learns that she has a twin sister, who was raised totally different than she was. I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite book?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5269942266290203030?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5269942266290203030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5269942266290203030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5269942266290203030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5269942266290203030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-favorite-book-day-4.html' title='My Favorite Book (Day 4)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFlZXhSTgeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QW2HtKe4-nI/s72-c/51TNBWTR3QL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1574382646246668942</id><published>2010-08-03T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:02:48.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite TV Show (Day 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFjKHWN9J1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/6l6R8zVbjHY/s1600/Glee01-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369172405069650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFjKHWN9J1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/6l6R8zVbjHY/s320/Glee01-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Words just cannot express...&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/2120590296917207513-1574382646246668942?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1574382646246668942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1574382646246668942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1574382646246668942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1574382646246668942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-favorite-tv-show-day-3.html' title='My Favorite TV Show (Day 3)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFjKHWN9J1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/6l6R8zVbjHY/s72-c/Glee01-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-603868611278755694</id><published>2010-08-02T18:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:03:50.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Movie (Day 2)</title><content type='html'>Back for more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I could not choose just one, so here are my top three favorite movies. There are more so trust me, this was about as hard as picking a favorite song. In no particular order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500961295020305138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFdXJwjbqvI/AAAAAAAAANc/xBuE2WspzxE/s320/Batman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500964631165173266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFdaL8qWfhI/AAAAAAAAANk/-ecmStoSBIU/s320/girls.jpg" /&gt; And..... I laugh so hard everytime I see this movie! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500965504379147858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFda-xoyVlI/AAAAAAAAANs/FBx_S_mzdnw/s320/The-Hangover-2009.jpg" /&gt;I have a few honorable mentions that simple could not go un-recognized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk the Line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait until tomorrow (: This is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-603868611278755694?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/603868611278755694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=603868611278755694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/603868611278755694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/603868611278755694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-favorite-movie-day-2.html' title='My Favorite Movie (Day 2)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TFdXJwjbqvI/AAAAAAAAANc/xBuE2WspzxE/s72-c/Batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6362937930271562487</id><published>2010-08-01T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:01:57.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Song (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>I have a few... so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's Going on".. 4 Non-Blondes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwCt0YQPn7g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwCt0YQPn7g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Din Da Da" ... George Kranz (Yeah, don't even ask. I spent 15 years of my life trying to find the name of this song, that I heard in 8th grade. I finally found it last year thanks to my stepdad who knew exactly what song I was talking about. I spent all that time singing it to the guys at Camelot, FYE, and every other music store and they had no idea what I was singing. Anyways, I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3JjIsoxNgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3JjIsoxNgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although there are more, this one reminds me of my sweet husband. I love him so much, and thank God everyday for bringing him into my life. He is my everything. He makes me laugh when I am in the worst of moods, and I know we are in this together. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you Matt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8QJmI_V3j4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8QJmI_V3j4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6362937930271562487?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6362937930271562487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6362937930271562487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6362937930271562487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6362937930271562487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-favorite-song-day-one.html' title='My Favorite Song (Day 1)'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3573999012573742585</id><published>2010-08-01T19:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:01:57.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Blog Fun!</title><content type='html'>I came aross this on a twitter buddy's blog... and thought... HOW FREAKING FUN! And the 1st of the month is a great place to start. I will update each day.. and by September you will know all about Heather (:.. if you didn't already. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.roadtohappilyeverafter.com/"&gt;amaprincess&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - your favorite movie&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - your favorite television program&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - your favorite book&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - your favorite quote&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - 20 of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - a photo you took&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - a photo of you recently&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - something you are OCD about&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - a fictional book&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - a non-fictional book&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - your dream house&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - my wedding/future wedding/past wedding&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - a talent of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - a hobby of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - a recipe&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - a website&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - a youtube video&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - where I live&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - your week, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - my worst habit&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 - whats in my handbag/purse&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - hopes,dreams and plans for the next 365 days&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - a dream for the future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3573999012573742585?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3573999012573742585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3573999012573742585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3573999012573742585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3573999012573742585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-blog-fun.html' title='30 Day Blog Fun!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4085983879709759615</id><published>2010-07-27T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:14:04.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Results Part Two!</title><content type='html'>I told ya all kinds of doctors appt's were in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Back it up- had bloodwork done last Thursday, got results in today so I went in for my follow up on my thyroid evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; **&lt;em&gt;If you are new to my story, I am have been on 88 mcg of Synthroid since the end of April. I was going back for bloodwork to see if the Synthroid made BOTH T3 and T4 work at the end of 3 months.**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I found out today that it made the T4 work, but NOT the T3.. which I am ok with. Now, I take two pills a day.. Synthroid 88 mcg and Cytomel 25 mg.  I guess I go back in 3 more months to see if this works, if not, he will increase the Cytomel. My levels were great on the T4 so I am continuing on that, and the T3 was the exact same as it was in April. SO weird. The doctor thinks this will kick up the metabolism a notch and make me feel alot better.&lt;br /&gt;All this talk of T3 and T4 makes me hungry, because they remind me of Taco Bell's menu.. and I am pretty sure the T4 is two tacos and a mexican pizza! YUM! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and speaking of Taco Bell-(or NOT speaking of Taco Bell ) I have lost about 12 lbs! My work britches are even getting baggy (:  Time for new clothes? Sure, why not? Or better yet, back to that section of my closet!&lt;br /&gt;Next appt: Thursday August 5th with the great, wonderful *Dr. B*.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she doesn't disappoint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4085983879709759615?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4085983879709759615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4085983879709759615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4085983879709759615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4085983879709759615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/results-part-two.html' title='Results Part Two!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-738532947120965089</id><published>2010-07-15T19:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:03:24.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never..</title><content type='html'>You know the drinking game "I Never". Yeah, I have played it a time or two. Well, this is my "hoping for pregnancy" version of it called "I'll never".... feel free to leave a comment and play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain of morning sickness- ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about waking up in the middle of the night, even if 100 times, to feed my baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about not being able to booze it up while I am pregnant. Yeah, you heard me right. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never...complain about not being able to see my shoes because my belly is so big. I can see my shoes just fine when they are not on my feet, and I am ok with that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about "breast leakage". If life hands you leakage, grab the lemons and make Leak-onade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about having to pee all day. Bring it on frequent urination.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about constipation. Blessing in disguise, enough said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll never... complain about the smell of eggs. Who really likes the smell of eggs anyway, pregnant or not pregnant? Not me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to have morning sickness, cankles, pee all day, and be constipated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-738532947120965089?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/738532947120965089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=738532947120965089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/738532947120965089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/738532947120965089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/ill-never.html' title='I&apos;ll Never..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3098091398579239028</id><published>2010-07-13T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:38:38.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 doctors, in 3 weeks!</title><content type='html'>It' GO time!&lt;br /&gt;This might get confusing.&lt;br /&gt;I have made my appointment with the new doctor *Dr. B* that I have been waiting to see. Whenever I called yesterday to make the appt. the soonest I could get in was September, the END of September. I made an appt. at the same place with a different doctor, *Dr. M*for August 5th and then researched Dr. M a little bit more when I got home last night. I found that Dr. M was very new, and I am sure she would be great, she was not Dr. B who I have so patiently waited for, and have tons of recommendations. I even met her myself last year when she delivered my sister in law's baby. She was GREAT. Anyways, back to *Dr. M*- she is fresh out of school and wasn't even listed on my insurance website as a Obgyn, but as a DO.  And I am sure this is snobby, and I am sure she is great, but it worried me sick that I would be spinning my wheels yet again. I tossed and turned on it, and found another Obgyn in the same vicinity, different hospital, that I thought I would try today. We will call him *Dr. F*. He specializes in infertility and had outstanding reviews, so I made an appt. with him for next week, and thought about canceling my appt. with *Dr. M*.&lt;br /&gt;SO get this..&lt;br /&gt;I got the confirmation email about my appt. with Dr. M, but only it said ... DR. B!!!! My first choice!! I was soo excited! I dont know how that happened but I have it in writing, or.. er.. typing, and you betcha I will print that out when I go to my appt. &lt;br /&gt;I am keeping my appt. with Dr. F for next week since it is so soon, and I would like to meet with two different ones because .. well.. they might have totally different plans or opinions. I also want to get pricing on IUI treatments in case that is the next step.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my schedule..&lt;br /&gt;Next week, meeting Dr. F, Thursday @ 2&lt;br /&gt;The next week, Thyroid bloodwork, and results to find out how synthroid is working.&lt;br /&gt;The next week, meeting Dr. B, Thursday at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;2 doctors are better than none. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3098091398579239028?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3098091398579239028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3098091398579239028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3098091398579239028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3098091398579239028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-doctors-in-3-weeks.html' title='3 doctors, in 3 weeks!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-759833107608939382</id><published>2010-07-04T06:58:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:18:45.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthroid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TDB61aMdbYI/AAAAAAAAANU/AFGfUv-cRZU/s1600/July4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490023003747872130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TDB61aMdbYI/AAAAAAAAANU/AFGfUv-cRZU/s320/July4th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What a cute little guy! No -I did not get another dog, I just found a picture of him online but I thought it was fitting. Rest assured, my dogs will be dressed up also, obviously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are headed to the lake today for a good ol' American day of water sports, food, and fireworks, and most important.. FRIENDS AND FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope to take some good pics to share BUT.. I cannot find my charger anywhere for my camera, which charges my camera, and also assist in getting the images onto my computer. Boooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went out to Katy Mills and watched "Eclipse". It was so good! I think the characters really fall into place in their characters in this one. Not that they didn't before, but now, officially for me, they can never play any other roles, as they will always be Jacob, Edward, Bella, etc. It just wouldnt be the same to see them play a different role. I liked the new Victoria too, she did a good job. I was pretty much anti that whole situation for a while but I think she was great. I can't wait for the next one. Matt asked me before it started (as he also did for New Moon), "Is this the one where he changes her?" LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got a visit on Friday night from AF. Only 20 days since the last visit. Girls on synthroid, is this normal? I am thinking maybe my dosage might be too high. I called my 24/7 Nurseline through Blue Cross Blue Shield and they did not seem to be too worried about it. She was a registered nurse and she tells me to call my doctor. Thanks. If it wasn't a Friday night on a holiday weekend, I would not have called her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope everyone has a very safe and Happy 4th of July!!&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/2120590296917207513-759833107608939382?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/759833107608939382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=759833107608939382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/759833107608939382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/759833107608939382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TDB61aMdbYI/AAAAAAAAANU/AFGfUv-cRZU/s72-c/July4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3770084623629878387</id><published>2010-06-30T07:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:19:08.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 complete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finally finished day one of Couch to 5k!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was pretty tough, but I am glad I did it, and already feel like I have more energy for the day than I normally do by this time.&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful cousin, Mallory, told me about an app for her Iphone that tells you when to walk, and when to run and I thought that sounded wonderful so I checked my blackberry (no Iphone for me.. yet) and low and behold, they had it too!! I downloaded it right away and used it and it was super helpful. For those of you who are training and/or trying to get in shape, this was a great tool, and it keeps a log as you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mallory!!! (and Happy Birthday a little early!!)&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/2120590296917207513-3770084623629878387?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3770084623629878387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3770084623629878387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3770084623629878387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3770084623629878387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1-complete.html' title='Day 1 complete!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3865650498230710405</id><published>2010-06-29T19:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:01:08.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that..</title><content type='html'>Lots going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to touch on everything, as I have been a terrible blogger lately, but we have really been busy. I know.. EXCUSES, EXCUSES.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho- here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's birthday was June 16th, and we had a romantic night deep in the heart of the Galleria. I surprised him with a stay at St. Regis hotel, at which I got a really great deal via priceline.com. Gotta love that priceline. It was a $200 room and I got it for $75 plus their fee of course, but it was still half off. The room was beautiful, granite, fully loaded bar with candy bars, chips, liquer, etc. The bath tub was huge, complete with two robes with slippers (which we tried out, obviously) and the staff came by the room around 7:30 pm that night and brought us some water bottles, an ice bucket, and a nifty card that told what the weather would be like the next day. Only downfall, to me, and I just hate paying for this anywhere, was the PARKING. First, we had to valet, no other choices there, and of course you tip them, and have to wait for your car whenever you are going and coming, and second they charged us $30 to park at the hotel overnight. OMG!!!! $30!!! I wasn't trying to be cheap because it was my honey's birthday, but my goodness. We did have a great time though, and we hit the Galleria of course (great sale at Bath and Body Works), checked out the new Lego store, and ate dinner at Cheesecake Factory. We brought our cheesecake back to the room for dessert, and it was YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend my brothers, sister in law, niece, brother's girlfriend and her son all came to stay with us. We had a BLAST!!! We went to the Zoo, took them to our favorite Italian spot in Humble, and even went to the Woodlands for some really good shopping. Oh, how I heart my family, and wish I could see them more. I did not want them to leave, but they promised they would be back soon, and I am holding them to that (:&lt;br /&gt;And now for the reason you are probably here.. the baby making update! I know what you are thinking, "Just get to the good stuff!".. haha..&lt;br /&gt;I am on my 3rd month of Synthroid, and since I have had 2 cycles, which have been right on time, to the day. The first visit from AF (Aunt Flo) came while we were in Vegas, and I was shocked, but excited. I was certain it was the medicine, and still am 100% certain that the medicine is to thank for the timely cycles. If you have read my blog back from when I started, you know that I do not start on my own, and have only started my period or had a period with the help of Provera in the past. So- YAY for Synthroid, and again I am at 88 mcg per day. The 2nd cycle came right on time, 28 days from the first one, and that just amazes me. I will tell you, and this is TMI so if you don't want to know then don't keep reading, but these two cycles have been the heaviest I have ever had, like ever. This last one, yep, 14 days!!!! And there was nothing light about it. I finally had to call the doctor, who told me to stop taking the Synthroid if it didn't stop soon but it did that next day so I am assuming I am not dying. I get my blood work done soon for my thyroid and they will be able to tell if my T3 and T4 are both working. If not, I will have to change meds. I didn't "chart" any the first cycle because I was in Vegas, and not prepared for any of that, but I did use Ovulation sticks. I was a little confused because the line was allllllllllllllllmost as dark as the control line, but not quiet. I don't know if that means I ovulated or not because I have seen some online that show a really dark bold line, but it was nothing like that. So, once I complete this 3rd month of Synthroid I will be able to go get my bloodwork done to find out what my next step is. I know it wouldn't even make a difference to take clomid right now, until all this is straightened out so I am being patient.&lt;br /&gt;OH, and the Couch to 5k update.. I did it one day (last post) and haven't done it since. It was sooo hard, but I am sooo out of shape. Matt is going to help me tonight as I try to do it again. I need him to keep an eye on the clock as I run a minute, walk a minute, run a minute, etc. &lt;br /&gt;One more thing- Eclipse comes out today and it is KILLING me that I am not there, or going for the midnight showing, but work is crazy with it being hurricane season and I really need to be there, not sleeping because I was out late watching a movie about vampires. But, I tell you, it is killing me. I will go first thing this weekend though!&lt;br /&gt;Until then (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3865650498230710405?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3865650498230710405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3865650498230710405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3865650498230710405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3865650498230710405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-and-that.html' title='This and that..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7701929110376836263</id><published>2010-06-12T08:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T08:22:19.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch to 5k</title><content type='html'>Happy Saturday! This week just flew right on by. Not alot planned, but sometimes that is a good thing. Last night we watched "Requiem for a Dream" and I was really weirded out. I like weird movies, like "Hostel" or "Saw" so I did like it, but it made you think. Today Matt is helping some friends with their floors, since he is a PRO! I am going to clean house, spend some time with the dogs, and I am going to start my Couch to 5K program today.&lt;br /&gt;Couch to 5k is a program on &lt;a href="http://coolrunning.com"&gt;coolrunning.com&lt;/a&gt; where couch potatos (Me) can start off gradually and work their way off to being able to run 5 miles in a 9 week period. I really like the idea of it because as I said before, I really want to be a runner, but running always hurts me and I get tired way too quickly, as in after one minute. I don't think this is solely because I am so out of shape, because whenever I was going to the gym all the time I couldn't ever run more than a minute.&lt;br /&gt;So, I start today and here is my schedule.. The whole first week looks pretty much like this and I will be back tonight to post how it went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brisk five-minute warmup walk. Then alternate 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of walking for a total of 20 minutes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7701929110376836263?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7701929110376836263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7701929110376836263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7701929110376836263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7701929110376836263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/couch-to-5k.html' title='Couch to 5k'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5122101756431639563</id><published>2010-06-11T18:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:38:26.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/lJz0NmIah8I/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lJz0NmIah8I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lJz0NmIah8I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute does this look? I love how they incorporated Pink (singer, not color) in the trailer, and when she says. BEST. DAY. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;I think it comes out in October or November. Either way, I am there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5122101756431639563?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5122101756431639563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5122101756431639563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5122101756431639563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5122101756431639563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/tangled-trailer.html' title='Tangled'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1298909359679259041</id><published>2010-06-06T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:55:44.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, Forrest, Run!</title><content type='html'>Here's the deal. I want to be a runner, but I hate running. I mean, I really really really hate running. I am inspired constantly by mom's, co-workers, family and friends that are runners, and I love how much energy they have and how they say it's "peaceful" to run. &lt;strong&gt;I want this&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have a treadmill in our garage and believe it or not there is a TV right in front of it WITH CABLE!&lt;br /&gt;What's stopping me you ask? Well, to be honest it hurts. My knees, my boobs, my tush, my feet. I know I probably need to get some better shoes, but until then I will just start doing a little a day and gradually work my way up. I would love to be able to run a mile straight, without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;Any advice from any of you who run? How did you work your way up to that point, how much do I start out with? HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1298909359679259041?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1298909359679259041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1298909359679259041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1298909359679259041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1298909359679259041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/run-forrest-run.html' title='Run, Forrest, Run!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7799726698112042159</id><published>2010-06-05T13:02:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:21:41.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zumanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas..</title><content type='html'>Stays in Vegas right? The only thing I would love to bring back to Texas is that delicious food!&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast in Vegas, but were glad to go home. Here is a little break down of each day we were there. NOTE: Next time will probably only be a 3 day trip, not 6. What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Not in Vegas yet, but we left work a half a day and went to get a few last minute things at the mall. I got my hair did, highlighted, Matt got his hair did, and we got a few shirts for the trip. On the way home we got pulled over and got a ticket because our registration sticker was (and still is I might add) out. Booo!&lt;br /&gt;Who get's a ticket right before Vegas? I just knew I would win money at that point.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, early, 2am-ish.. : Couldn't sleep, weather was horrible, no electricity, cell phone died, horrible tooth ache, I am talking horrible as in I wanted to pull a Castaway and yank it out with an ice skate. If only I had an ice skate..&lt;br /&gt;4am- Wide awake at this point, put some vanilla extract on my tooth and it seemed to help. Got Matt up and we headed to Hobby Airport to catch our flight for 9am. (Side note: We live down the street from Intercontinental airport, literally down the street, but Southwest airlines had so many better deals that we couldn't pass up.)&lt;br /&gt;We got to Vegas at 10am Vegas time, which was about a 3 hour flight, and we went straight to our hotel. Our friends Josh and Nicole met up with us as soon as we got to the hotel so we took off to go find the rest of the gang&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqZEqohQyI/AAAAAAAAALs/h07BgCautvQ/s1600/32265_423659888828_606133828_5425346_8239299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqZEqohQyI/AAAAAAAAALs/h07BgCautvQ/s320/32265_423659888828_606133828_5425346_8239299_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479360202092397346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. My brothers, sister in law, her sister, and my cousin, and our friend Juice. We all bought our tickets to see Peep Show that night with Holly Madison, and Matt and I went to eat a buffet at Planet Hollywood with Josh and Nicole. Then, we went to the new Aria Hotel and I won $200!!!! I was sooo excited!!! I cashed out and bought me a new Coach purse, obviously. Anyways, we went to see Peep Show that night and it was good. It was really cool seeing Holly Madison.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqZ_inxzgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CL0vAKGaH0A/s1600/tumblr_kpzcv5cAKx1qzy0xto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqZ_inxzgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CL0vAKGaH0A/s320/tumblr_kpzcv5cAKx1qzy0xto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479361213554085378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She didnt have a huge part in the show, but it was just awesome seeing her in person. She is tiny of course, and absolutely beautiful. And in case you were wondering, she does "take it all off". My hubby didn't complain, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we met up with everyone for breakfast, and then Matt and I hung out with Seth and Juice all day at the Bellagio because they were leaving that night. I hated to see them go.. we just got there! That night we went to Aria with Matt and Kim and then just hung out back at our room.&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning we went to the Aria's breakfast buffet. Let me just tell you that this was the best food I have ever eaten in my life. It was sooo good! And it was very reasonable. It was only $14.99 per person, and it was so worth it. After this we went to the outlet mall and that is where I got my Coach purse. Matt found some size 16 Nike basketball shoes so he was very excited too. We also got sucked into this "magic" thing called Mr. Fuzzy. It looked so neat, but I am thinking the sales girl was scamming us because it had a string attached to it, and the magic of it was that it looked like it was alive.&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to the Old School Vegas and it was very neat! None of us had been before so it was an experience. We ate the dinner buffet at the Golden Nugget and watched a little bit of the light show.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqaPGhJMdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GLG3fMAiKJw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 73px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqaPGhJMdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GLG3fMAiKJw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479361480887972306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we ate the same breakfast buffet again. It was THAT good! Matt and I went and checked out Mandalay Bay and the Luxor. Both awesome hotels! We went to the Bodies ( where the people donate their bodies to science) exhibit that was at the Luxor hotel and it was just ok. I didn't LOVE it, but for $70 I probably would have just held on to my money. I wouldn't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to see Zumanity again. We went last year and LOVED IT! It was just as good, if not better this year.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday our group left us!! We ate lunch at Pink's Hot dogs. I saw on Twitter how Holly Madison and Kim Kardashian love it and have their own hot dogs there so I thought it would be cool to eat there. It was pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;We ate that night at the hotel and I met one of the guys from Zumanity that night! I got my pic taken with him.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAvKySQAd-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/2N72SPQnhpk/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 73px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAvKySQAd-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/2N72SPQnhpk/s320/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479696336867588066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of walking, gambling, and eating, and we had a blast and loved every minute of it. Whenever we got home I just knew I had gained at least 10 lbs but I had lost 2 lbs!! I love you Synthroid! It also didn't hurt that I could barely open my mouth because of the tooth ache for the first 3 days. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7799726698112042159?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7799726698112042159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7799726698112042159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7799726698112042159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7799726698112042159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/TAqZEqohQyI/AAAAAAAAALs/h07BgCautvQ/s72-c/32265_423659888828_606133828_5425346_8239299_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6726530172814807529</id><published>2010-04-22T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:33:20.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Results are in!</title><content type='html'>Drumroll please!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badadadadadadada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have low thyroid!! Well, there are two different ones that affect metabolism and infertility and both are low! They are T3 and T4, and if I understood correctly the T4 makes sure that the T3 works correctly. He wants me to start on medication to get the T4 working so that he can see if the T3 falls into place from the T4. I am starting 88 mg of Synthroid tomorrow, and he gave me a sample of a lower dosage just in case it makes me feel funny. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;I have a 2 month supply of the 88 mg, and go back before the 2 months is up to get my levels re-checked to see if the T3 should be treated next. Most likely- something I will take the rest of my life. But- hey- if it  makes me feel better, gives me energy, helps me lose weight, and most importantly gives me a baby then I am all for it. The doctor said this was the best $25 I could have spent, having the test done. That makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Matt and I are watching the NFL draft picks tonight, talking a little smack, and I am actually emotional watching these big ol' boys getting phone calls and crying, and then huggin' their mommas. One guy didn't have his family at the table with him and that was what starting the gigantic lump (or is that my thyroid (; ) in my throat and then tears just started flowing. Geez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6726530172814807529?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6726530172814807529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6726530172814807529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6726530172814807529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6726530172814807529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/results-are-in.html' title='Results are in!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6967734329268227905</id><published>2010-04-20T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:28:27.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed that up..</title><content type='html'>1. Where is your cell phone? attached to my hand&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? upstairs, trying to have a conversation with me when he could just come right now&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? dark brown right now, but highlights soon! (can't wait Amber!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? wonderful&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? wonderful&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite? favorite what??&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? about work&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? Diet Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? to be a mother!&lt;br /&gt;10. What room you are in? I am at our bar, so half living room, half kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? Scentsy!&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? people I love dying );&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? a mom&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? right here, and we watched the new Night at the museum&lt;br /&gt;15. Something that you are not? quiet&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? choc. chip!&lt;br /&gt;17. Wish list item? a baby&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? Fannett&lt;br /&gt;19. Last thing you did? watched American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? Demagogue shirt&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? expensive haha&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? Josie, Cash, Murray&lt;br /&gt;23. Friends? love them (:&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? amazing!&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? exhausted&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;27. Car? Ford Explorer&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you’re not wearing? bra- yep. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite store? Kohls&lt;br /&gt;30. Your favorite color? purple&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? today&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will resend this? noone&lt;br /&gt;36. One place that I go to over and over? work&lt;br /&gt;37. One person who texts me regularly? Monique&lt;br /&gt;38. My favorite place to eat? Zydeclaw&lt;br /&gt;39. My favorite food? crawfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I just realized I was supposed to answer in only one word!.. How does that make me feel? Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6967734329268227905?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6967734329268227905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6967734329268227905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6967734329268227905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6967734329268227905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/messed-that-up.html' title='Messed that up..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-9174378295539155895</id><published>2010-04-20T19:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:06:51.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchie.</title><content type='html'>I had my bloodwork today for my thyroid and OH MY GOSH... it hurts! That's a first, and normally I can tolerate pain, but they stuck my arm, couldnt find a vein so PULLED BLOOD FROM MY HAND!! I am sure this is totally normal, but it burns like hell, and I have a hole in the top of my hand now and blood was squirting out the top like a oil well. No exaggeration.. well, maybe a little. Needless to say I need to drink more water- I am dehydrated. The doctor assumes anyways because of the whole "no vein" adventure. I beg to differ, bloated tummy and all. &lt;br /&gt;I go in Thursday for my results, and to find out about my thyroid. I will say that once I lost the 10 lbs from my last post I have gained 3, lost 4, gained 2, lost 1, etc.. back to 10 still. This past year has been extrememly hard to lose weight. I am starving- all the time and don't care to eat grilled chicken and green beans when I get that hungry. I also have ZERO energy and don't feel great about myself. I am excited for Vegas, but am not excited for the size clothes I will be in, or even excited for how I look and feel. I get on the treadmill for about 20 minutes and I feel as if I have walked 5 miles to school....in the snow.. uphill. You catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;Ready. for. results.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-9174378295539155895?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9174378295539155895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=9174378295539155895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/9174378295539155895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/9174378295539155895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouchie.html' title='Ouchie.'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1305572358454704880</id><published>2010-03-30T18:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:58:54.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One week weigh in</title><content type='html'>Well, almost. But close enough! I have lost 10 lbs!!!  I am so excited and have really been enjoying my meals. Tonight (and last night and probably tomorrow night) I have been eating buffalo chicken salads. SO YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep ya posted on Operation Vegas (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1305572358454704880?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1305572358454704880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1305572358454704880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1305572358454704880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1305572358454704880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-week-weigh-in.html' title='One week weigh in'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3394844923991040276</id><published>2010-03-28T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:01:37.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So here's what's new...</title><content type='html'>We booked our VEGAS vacation. So excited. We went last year for our 5 year anniversary and had so much fun that we are going back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/S7AJmm74HPI/AAAAAAAAALc/fN7vE3tb3eU/s1600/Las+Vegas!+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/S7AJmm74HPI/AAAAAAAAALc/fN7vE3tb3eU/s320/Las+Vegas!+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453869707637038322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time my brothers, Matt and Seth, sister in law Kim, her sister Sierra, and my cousin Josh are all going too! Also, our buddies Josh and Nicole are going with their families.. get this.. THE SAME TIME WE WILL BE THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;We are soooo pumped, and are focused on looking our best. I have been working out 3-4 times a week, and working on increasing that. Matt has been working out 5-6 times a week. He is a machine I tell ya. He is doing P90X.. tuff stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Dr. this week- one of those weight doctors that you pay "cash only" to, you get a prescription, and they tell you to come back in 30 days. This time was different because he actually spent about 30 minutes with me talking about food choices. We talked about my PCOS and how hard it has been for me to lose weight and he suggested I have my thyroid tested. I have many of the symptoms besides it being hard to lose weight.. cold hands/feet, bloating, fatigue, trouble concentrating.. etc. I checked all the boxes on their survey sheet that led him to believe, and then he felt on my throat and was pretty certain I need to be checked. He "warned" me that as soon as I am put on thyroid medicine I would need to start using protection.. HAHA. Yeah right. I told him we were all about babies, and he showed me his wall of babies of women who told him they couldn't get pregnant, and did because so many people are undiagnosed with thyroid problems. Also, I started a **no sugar** diet last week and it's going really really well. I snacked all weekend on stuffed jalapenos with cream cheese and bacon! YUM!! I have been eating sugar free jello, lots of turkey/cheese roll ups, and lots of eggs. I will let you know how I do on my weigh in next month. I am looking forward to Easter next weekend!! Yay for Spring and this BEAUTIFUL weather!! OH- and YAY for Flip flops!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3394844923991040276?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3394844923991040276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3394844923991040276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3394844923991040276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3394844923991040276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-heres-whats-new.html' title='So here&apos;s what&apos;s new...'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/S7AJmm74HPI/AAAAAAAAALc/fN7vE3tb3eU/s72-c/Las+Vegas!+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8171597246623720411</id><published>2010-01-24T12:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:36:53.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still not pregnant.</title><content type='html'>Great title right? There has been a complete &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hault&lt;/span&gt; to our baby making just with so/many things going on lately.  The holidays, work, personal things going on, my dog- Murray broke his leg, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yadayadayada&lt;/span&gt;.  I am better now, and ready to go at it full force. I finally got my first cycle since the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; and I have been having some straight up hurtful pains in my ovaries. Cyst? I am sure so.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying I am taking a break, but I do want to have a few regular cycles before I start &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; or soy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isoflavones&lt;/span&gt; again. &lt;br /&gt;I still have not made my appointment to go see the different doctor yet, just waiting to get back on track. I think that is all they would tell me anyways, so save that $60.&lt;br /&gt;I have been seeing lots of twitter infertility friends coming up pregnant lately, and that makes me really happy. Good to see that there is HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I have been talking adoption a little more lately. Something to think about-even if we do get pregnant on our own we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; are keeping that option open.&lt;br /&gt; I vow to be more loyal to my blog, to make more time for it. I am not saying by no means I will blog everyday, but for sure will try a few times a week.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great holiday season! See you soon (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8171597246623720411?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8171597246623720411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8171597246623720411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8171597246623720411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8171597246623720411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-not-pregnant.html' title='Still not pregnant.'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-3054422831284191700</id><published>2009-11-30T22:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:11:32.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post..</title><content type='html'>I feel bad because I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; written lately, but we have had SO much going on.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will come back and write more later, and I have some new pictures to post also. I just wanted to give a briefing on all the fun we have had in November..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of the 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- met friends at the Nutcracker Market- first time to go- AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of the 21st- New Moon came out and we went to Austin, TX for the UT game. Had the best time, great seats, great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt;, and my Longhorns won!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- Thanksgiving at work. We fried like a million (or 80 something, whatever) turkeys and provided the sides to our employees. Was fun, but lots of work. Well worth it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- DUH. Have you seen 4 Christmas's yet? Try 4 Thanksgivings. Oh- and UT beat A&amp;amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Saturday and Sunday- LOTS AND LOTS OF SHOPPING!!! Super fun with my little sister, mother in law, sister in law and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;. We were crazy to get out so early but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have it any other way. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-3054422831284191700?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3054422831284191700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=3054422831284191700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3054422831284191700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/3054422831284191700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-post.html' title='Short Post..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2337355807038638153</id><published>2009-11-09T19:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:42:10.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soy Isoflavones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June Cash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Cash'/><title type='text'>Hello... I'm Johnny Cash..</title><content type='html'>Well, I am not, but Matt was. For Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402280735732997186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SvjBtOZNHEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Pm4QAOuGMZM/s320/12164_188398148828_606133828_3868004_4574027_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was June Carter Cash of course, and Murray and Presley were our Folsom prisoners. Too cute!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402280889479365410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SvjB2LJMgyI/AAAAAAAAALE/tOzhQTlrUYc/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We dressed up for work on Friday the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and then we went out on Saturday night. This was my first time EVER to go out on Halloween night, besides the usual Frat party thing- which was always fun, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong. I had to do some arm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;twistin&lt;/span&gt;' to get Matt out there, but we had such a blast. First we watched the Texas game with family and friends at my Dad's house. My brother's friend, hell, he is my friend too dangit- &lt;a href="http://www.paulnoyola.com/"&gt;PAUL!- &lt;/a&gt;sang with my brother at half time and they were unbelievable. He has the most amazing voice, gives you chills!! Afterwards, we went to Crockett Street in Beaumont with Matt, Kim, Seth, Amanda, Seth's friends, Matt's friends, and my Dad and Deb.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402283147198869842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SvjD5lzeMVI/AAAAAAAAALU/f-LD8VJLxwM/s320/DSC03997.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Crockett Street is a few bars, clubs, resturants all together in a little strip center and they had a street dance type thing on Halloween night. The costumes were AWESOME. We saw anything from "Rock of Love" to "Oompa Loompa's".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402282987510058274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SvjDwS6sTSI/AAAAAAAAALM/juHxZ4uWlbg/s320/DSC03996.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We came home and started immediately googling costumes for next year. We will have to bring it if we go out to Crockett Street again.&lt;br /&gt;As far as baby making news goes, I really don't have any as of yet. I did try something new this month. It's a natural version of clomid, called Soy Isoflavones, which I took 200 mg of it on CD 5-9. Supposed to do the same thing clomid does. It did indeed help me ovulate on day 15, where I wasn't sure if Clomid ever had my ovulate, even with the trigger shot, but we shall see. I am definetely not getting my hopes up this month, but my temps have stayed up (it's CD 19 right now) and I will start taking my progesterone tonight *just in case*. Those little lines on the OPK sticks went from light to dark pretty quick. It was neat to see that, since I have yet to see that happen after all the years peeing on those things.&lt;br /&gt;I do have a IF buddy, who is also a real life buddy who has been trying to get pregnant for quite a while and just announced on Facebook she was pregnant with TRIPLETS!! I am so happy for Meredith and her hubby. She is a wonderful person and will make a great mom to those sweet, sweet, THREE babies!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great week so far! I work 5 days this week, 4 days next week (Taking off for New Moon, yes I know I am a dork) and 3 days the next week for Thanksgiving!! Yayy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2337355807038638153?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2337355807038638153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2337355807038638153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2337355807038638153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2337355807038638153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-im-johnny-cash.html' title='Hello... I&apos;m Johnny Cash..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SvjBtOZNHEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Pm4QAOuGMZM/s72-c/12164_188398148828_606133828_3868004_4574027_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2155989129524449770</id><published>2009-10-25T09:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:56:19.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scary movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal Activitiy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blair Witch'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRmK39afpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UHeloqdpjvs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396550590502960786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRmK39afpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UHeloqdpjvs/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I love movies, and even more, I love scary movies. Even more than that, I love scary movies that could be real. So when I heard about this movie from my obsession with social networking (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, Twitter, etc.) I had to research and find out WHY I had not heard about this? Normally, I know the dates of all movies that are coming out that I am so excited about. I plan weekends around movie premiers. I found that this movie did little to NO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;advertising&lt;/span&gt; and was actually an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; film from a year or so ago. They previewed it to a "test audience" which consisted of teenage and college kids and the movie trailer that they used for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; -and I don't remember ever seeing this on TV- was solely the reactions of the audience.. screaming, jumping, hiding their face, you get the picture. Obviously, I had to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went Friday night, got there a little early because we knew it would be packed. I am funny about my seating when I see scary movies in theaters. I do not want to sit somewhere where the whole theater can see me jump, because I am super jumpy and hate that. I found us a spot kind off lower, and off to the side and was super frustrated when in 5 minutes we were surrounded by annoying high school kids, all boys, who were loud,cocky, crude, hollering at people they knew/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know across the theater. Thank goodness they zipped it up when the movie started. I will not tell anything about the movie, other than it's about a couple, Micah and Katie, who have been experiencing some activity in their home. They buy a video camera so they can try to capture it on film and find out what is going on. Most of the movie takes place at night when they are sleeping. It was so scary, and they right when they say it was the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scariest&lt;/span&gt; movie of all time". It is very Blair Witch-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; as in, "Is it real", or "Is it fake?' But either way it scared me, Matt, and all the high school boys. The whole theater was jumping, people were screaming, and some lady had to leave with her toddler who was crying because she was so scared. Why was she there anyway? Late, Friday night, at the scariest movie of all time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you that they had wood floors all throughout their house, and even on their stairs. Matt had been wanting to do our stairs, and after seeing this movie, not no, but HECK NO. Go see it!You will see why I could not pee alone when I got home, and why I let my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ginormous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dog sleep in my room that night, and why I was never so happy to see the sun come through my window bright and early on a Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2155989129524449770?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2155989129524449770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2155989129524449770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2155989129524449770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2155989129524449770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRmK39afpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UHeloqdpjvs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7302610910327215189</id><published>2009-10-25T08:55:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:07:48.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas Longhorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Saturday with Family!</title><content type='html'>I had such a great day yesterday. It was so nice to take my mind off things, have a change of scenery, and visit family. I can honestly say I did not think about any infertility issues the entire day, with the exception of me taking my temp. early in the morning. I normally don't do that, but I am going to for a few months just to see if it's consistent.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, I got up early and tried out a new (new to me) macaroni and cheese recipe that I got out of the Sun Coast (the company I work for) cookbook. I wanted to bring it to my mom's house because she was making a ham, potato salad and green beans. Everything was so yummy! I heart my mom's cooking in a big way. I needed it after my emotional week. Sometimes you just need your mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396538600306269058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRbQ8_wW4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/3ER4Ghqo1a8/s320/9218_184377398828_606133828_3833070_3909256_n.jpg" /&gt;Isn't that picture adorable? That is my mom of course, and that is her puppy Bevo on the left, and my puppy Murray on the right. They are brothers, and had the biggest time playing together. Oh- and my step dad gave Matt the coolest shirt. His very first UT shirt!! I cannot believe he went straight to the bathroom and put it on. I said... "Who are you????". He is a HUGE OU fan, and so is his family, so you can see the importance and urgency of taking this picture ASAP.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396541756682632930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuReIrahfuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PeNNNpxaoPM/s320/9218_184377393828_606133828_3833069_1658663_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my brother and sister in laws after we left there and watched a little bit of the Texas Game. Once I felt comfortable that "we had it" and we were winning by quite a bit we headed home, but managed to get a few great shots in before we left. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396541330453078674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRdv3leopI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ous5Zztg8T8/s320/9218_184377438828_606133828_3833077_5286877_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396540538416352162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRdBxBNS6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/IvOHOwqugYM/s320/9218_184377433828_606133828_3833076_715433_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day! We even brought two dogs with us and they were on their best behavior. Love Saturdays!!! I can't wait until the next one because it's HALLOWEEN! Their will be a special post/pictures for this one of course. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7302610910327215189?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7302610910327215189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7302610910327215189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7302610910327215189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7302610910327215189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-with-family.html' title='Saturday with Family!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SuRbQ8_wW4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/3ER4Ghqo1a8/s72-c/9218_184377398828_606133828_3833070_3909256_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6305061000290683892</id><published>2009-10-22T18:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:03:23.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ovidrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 mg clomid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>Bubble bath, a book, and Wine.. Oh my!</title><content type='html'>I thought about these three things pretty much half the day. The other half I spent bawling my eyes out because I started my cycle this morning, which means I am not pregnant, and the only &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insurance paid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; round of clomid did not work. Booo. I will put this the least depressing way I can, because the last thing I want is for anyone to feel sorry for me, or to bring anyone down, but I am pretty dissapointed. I have been testing everyday since Sunday and on Monday and Tuesday nights I got a very faint positive. It was there- Matt and I both saw it. It was light, but we looked at it a million times and we both saw it. Then last night, I decided to try a different brand, and it was negative. I cried then, and then had somewhat a bit of hope that there might be something there because I was still very nauseous. And then I started at work this morning, bright and early-and right on time might I add- and all I remember was someone set me off with an indirect comment- and I know nothing was meant by it- and the next thing I know I am having a melt down in my boss's office and my eyes are still swollen and puffy. Thank goodness she is wonderful and understanding, because I felt like a idiot, but really, she was so great about it. I am the most upset because of all the dang symptoms that are so misleading. I knew it could have been the medicine the whole time, I just didnt see how it could still be the medicine this week when I had heart burn, gagging while brushing my teeth, sick ever morning until 11am, STARVING. I figured that shot would have been way out of my system by then. Maybe not, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;So now we move on. We are talking about different options because going ahead with the same route is pretty much out of the question, unless we save for a while and then try again, but like I said in my previous blogs, the same treatment I did this month will be $900 a month going forward and that does not include medication. Do I start saving for this, or do I take a step back and go to the new obgyn and let her take a look at my history? I am sure she could do the same things he does, and at a friendlier rate. Or do I try this "natural doctor" at work that other girls have seen? He regulates hormones and tells my coworkers to make sure they are taking birth control because if not they will be pregnant within a few months. Not sure which road to take. I am sad that I am not pregnant, but I know that the clomid/trigger shot got us closer than we have ever been, and that is comforting. I know God has a plan for us, and this month just wasnt it. I am ready for "our month".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6305061000290683892?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6305061000290683892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6305061000290683892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6305061000290683892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6305061000290683892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/bubble-bath-book-and-wine-oh-my.html' title='Bubble bath, a book, and Wine.. Oh my!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7571533128242726047</id><published>2009-10-11T11:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:23:21.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well that was a fun few days!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me start by telling you that the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ovidrel&lt;/span&gt; shot made me sick and nauseous for about 3 days straight. Today it is not so bad but the past few days I have felt like I would get sick at any moment. Also, since it is the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HCG&lt;/span&gt; pregnancy hormone" that is in the shot, you can take a pregnancy test and test positive the first few days after the shot. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean you are pregnant- just that the hormone is in your system from the injection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did it of course, just to see what it looked like to have a positive pregnancy test, because I have taken 57 million of them in the last 5 years and have seen nothing but one line. So that was fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have done everything we could do, and every time we could do it-if you know what I mean- and now we just wait. I don't know if I actually ever ovulated. I know from reading online what to expect from that- and always thought I was ovulating before I was diagnosed with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; and found that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; ovulating at all- so maybe I did and I did not pick up on the signs. I know lots of people that use charting and temps to track this, but my temps are all over the place. I can't do this first thing in the morning like they say to because I wake up each day sweating and hot so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think that would be accurate. I do normally take my temp when I am kind of in a calm, relaxing state, like when I am watching TV or something, and it has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; higher than normal. As in- it has been 99.5 instead of 97.9. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, could just be the shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a nice weekend so far. We went and saw Couples Retreat yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391378181934794098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/StIF5EgDxXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MJdV141IKD4/s320/desktop_1024_0000_KEYART.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hilarious!!! I love Vince Vaughn, Jason Bateman, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Malin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ackerman&lt;/span&gt;, Kristin Bell, and of course Kristin Davis from Sex and the City! It was about infertility of all things! One of the main couples decides to go on this couples retreat because they want to get divorced because they can't have a baby. Maybe all she needed was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I got a text from my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step dad&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and he asked if Matt and I wanted to go to the UT-Kansas game on 11-21 with him!! DO we? Of course we do! I was so excited. Here I thought that I just missed my chance because of my medicines to go with my brothers and then this happens. Super excited! Now we gotta get my sweet hubby some burnt orange to wear! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; will have pictures of that since he is just a huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; fan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7571533128242726047?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7571533128242726047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7571533128242726047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7571533128242726047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7571533128242726047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/StIF5EgDxXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MJdV141IKD4/s72-c/desktop_1024_0000_KEYART.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1806734209611814404</id><published>2009-10-06T18:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:06:24.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clomid!!! Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. yesterday to see how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; worked for me. Yesterday was Cycle day 14 and I have been having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crampies&lt;/span&gt; and twinges ever since I started the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;. I knew something was going on, and I couldn't wait for that ultra sound with my favorite "wand" to find out what it was. I did my blood work first, and then went on to Room #1 where I know the drill by now. .My fave nurse came in and she got to probing and went to my right ovary first.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;.. one mature follicle at 16 mm (a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;smidge&lt;/span&gt; small), and one still small follicle at 10 mm. Then she went to my left ovary.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;.. TWO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; mature follicles.. one 20 mm and one 21 mm. They were perfect, and she said that I/my body responded well to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;. The only other time I had any follicles was the one month (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;?) that there was one that was almost 31mm, which was too big to do anything with , and we had 3 great ones this time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She called me back with my blood results, which were great, and told me to take my Trigger shot tonight at 6:30 pm, and then we Baby Dance 3 times in the next 36 hours, and yes, she told me the exact times that this needed to happen. I start the Progesterone on Sunday evening and should be able to test in the next few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with all of this, but at the same time, I am really trying not to get my hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;If this works, obviously I would be ecstatic, but if not at least we know we are in the right direction, and closer now than we have ever been!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the shot-my sweet Matt gave me my shot tonight in my tummy. It's been chillin' in the fridge for a week now, next to the butter of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389657926439129122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SsvpVBZF0CI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CCLiLY5C1ug/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Matt asked if he could have a running start, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I told him no of course, and when he did it I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even feel a thing! I hate shots and needles but this one was no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;problemo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389658056592121298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SsvpcmP-3dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UeBMN45fLSo/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In other news, I was supposed to go with my brothers this weekend to the UT/Colorado game. I was so excited, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait ( I even bought me a new UT shirt to wear and it had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; on it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. well I probably would have gotten it anyways) but with all this going on I didn't think I would be able to, and I guess I am glad I didn't make plans to go. I am sad of course, never been to see my favorite team play, and would love the chance to hang out with Matt, Kim, and Seth, but everything happens for a reason. Maybe next year- if I don't have 6 babies of course (:&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/2120590296917207513-1806734209611814404?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1806734209611814404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1806734209611814404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1806734209611814404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1806734209611814404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/clomid-part-2.html' title='Clomid!!! 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Who knew the very expensive Reproductive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Endocrinologist&lt;/span&gt; knew what he was talking about?? One month of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loestrin&lt;/span&gt;24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fe&lt;/span&gt;.. a cycle right on time.. 28 days.. a cyst that disappeared, beautiful follicles, and a prescription of 100 mg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CLOMID&lt;/span&gt;!! My blood work was also really good. Normally my estrogen is really high for a day 3 blood work, but it was actually normal, as well as the other 3 hormones that are normally a flat ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my prescription filled that next day- as you can imagine that sucker was burning a hole in my pocket And- what is better than a prescription of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt;? How about a FREE prescription of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt; for 3 months!! Some promotion they are running that I just happened to be at the right place at the right time for. So my total was $o.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;.. Now- that is recession &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HCG&lt;/span&gt; shot, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ovudril&lt;/span&gt;, as well as the progesterone suppositories all that I begin taking next week. I started the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday (Cycle day 5), take 2 50 mg pills every night with my dinner, and then I go in on Monday to find out if it worked. They will be looking at my follicles to see if they are ready to hatch eggs. They like to see them between 18 and 22 mm.. Last time I had one HUGE one that was 30 something mm. The nurse was ready to give me a shot that day, but she didn't know I was still testing. Anyways, the shots and suppositories ( I know, it's nasty, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even like spelling it out) ran about $100 and they should arrive to my work tomorrow.. on ice.. and then I will have to refrigerate them immediately. My co-workers will love that. I will just place them next to the breast milk that I see from time to time.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weird side effects so far on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;. I just realized I was really hot, but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have my fan on in my bedroom, I have a warm laptop on my lap, and I have two dogs laying on my legs. Probably not the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;.. I do have some strange scraping feelings on my ovaries. Not like menstrual cramps, but like there is a fingernail scratching them. It's pretty constant but it doesn't bother me. I am the one that will not complain if I were to throw up every single day, twice daily, if I were to get pregnant. I promise, I will be so happy to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a little ovary scraping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; bother me. Nope. Not in the least.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everyone's support and prayers. This is definetely not something you want to go through alone, and I am so thankful I have Matt right there beside me every step of the way. Keep us in your prayers these next few weeks, and I promise to keep you posted.  If you have or know of any clomid success stories, please share in my comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-956854116820955937?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/956854116820955937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=956854116820955937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/956854116820955937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/956854116820955937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/clomid.html' title='Clomid!!!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7402090241122462691</id><published>2009-09-26T08:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:36:15.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We will miss you Kristi Marie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One week ago today I lost a cousin to a horrible tragic accident in which a drunk driver hit the car that her and her sister were in. She was ejected from the car and I am pretty sure she died immediately. This week I have just been numb, and it wasn't real to me until we went to Beaumont on Thursday for the week. I started to panic a little that morning, because I knew then I had to come to terms with it and I would have to face it and deal with it- and really really soon. I am not good in these situations- I never know the right words to say, didn't know quite what to say to her father, sister, and brother, who were all hurting so bad and all lost their wife/mother only 6 years ago. Death is always hard to face, and it takes you by suprise when it is someone so young, and it is not expected. I loved Kristi very much, and am so fortunate to have known her. I didn't know her for her entire life, but was married into the family when I was about 13, so she would have been 7 then. Her family and friends will miss her dearly, but it makes me smile to think that her and her mom are together now and I know they have some catching up to do. Rest in Peace Kristi.. 06/18/85-09/19/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385769419250517058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sr4YwHSWxEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k3i5mRuTQeU/s320/Heather+and+Kristi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7402090241122462691?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7402090241122462691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7402090241122462691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7402090241122462691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7402090241122462691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-will-miss-you-kristi-marie.html' title='We will miss you Kristi Marie!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sr4YwHSWxEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k3i5mRuTQeU/s72-c/Heather+and+Kristi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7669809620452548733</id><published>2009-09-13T17:23:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:49:22.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My favorite time of year! I love the weather -although we havent seen it cooler than 90 here in Texas yet-, college football (Hook 'em Horns!!), and my favorite holiday- &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;! I love dressing up still- Matt and I do it every year. We go visit the Halloween Spirit stores at least once a week, and its always a delima trying to decide what to dress as. Last year I was a devil, and Matt was Jackie Moon from Semi-Pro. He won the costume contest at work for Funniest costume. Hot legs!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381087326559791938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq12aczz60I/AAAAAAAAAIs/hIzUgLG0aLE/s320/Halloween+at+Sun+Coast+10+31+08+016+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home the past few years we have parked it outside with the dogs and passed out candy to the neighborhood kids. We love dressing the dogs in costume. Last year, Cash was a cow, Josie was Snow White, and Presley was a mail man. They were even in a pet fashion show at Old Town Spring, and I cant wait to see what I can find them this year. Any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381085315238403522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq10lYDbHcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vAZ4xMJL9-E/s320/Josie-+Snow+White+017+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381085093773549970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq10YfCFoZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8r7QT-UQvMk/s320/Josie-+Snow+White+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381085580782665026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq1001SG_UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DiXCbk4Js5k/s320/Josie-+Snow+White+026+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought making Halloween cookies might inspire Matt to get my decorations out of the attic so I could start decorating, but no such luck. Maybe next weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got some cute cookies out of the deal though. This was my first time to try my Aunt Bridget's sugar cookie recipe. She makes the BEST christmas tree cookies for Christmas, so I thought we would do the same recipe, just with ghost cookie cutters. Here are the results.. and no these were not done by a 3 year old. Only us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381083411545949522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq1y2kPxhVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YwkSHhF5aDw/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This little ghost might or might not be wearing a bikini.. She is the ghost with the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381083662065224386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq1zFJgOSsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lX27FiYuSlQ/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I got crafty with the toothpick and had some spider web action going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381083842277098242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq1zPo2FQwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1UQOlViajuk/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did not get a close up of it, but do you see the UT Texas Longhorn cookie? TOO CUTE! I am proud of myself on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost as fun as Easter eggs, and lots more tastier!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be getting my house ready this week for Fall/Halloween. Lots of cute pictures to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7669809620452548733?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7669809620452548733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7669809620452548733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7669809620452548733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7669809620452548733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ready-for-fall.html' title='Ready for Fall!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sq12aczz60I/AAAAAAAAAIs/hIzUgLG0aLE/s72-c/Halloween+at+Sun+Coast+10+31+08+016+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5881316410336548254</id><published>2009-09-09T20:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:37:01.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little late my friends, but hopefully no one has worn any white pants, shoes, shorts, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;capri's&lt;/span&gt; since Monday. Surely you did not need my blog to remind you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379645400141223186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhW_ST7VRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e3mURonfkIw/s320/beyonce-white-pants_NO.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I had the best 3 day weekend! Friday kicked it off just perfectly! Came home to a nice clean house (Matt was off!!) and a freshly cut yard!! Love it. My uncle Bryan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cousin&lt;/span&gt; Zach came and saw our house. They just moved here from North Carolina and we could not be more tickled that they are here. The bonus was that we got to see them &lt;strong&gt;three days in a row&lt;/strong&gt;.. Thursday for Zach's football game (which he did great!!!), Friday they came by our house, and Saturday the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Duhon's&lt;/span&gt; got together for some Fried fish, shrimp, and Texas Football. My aunt and cousin teamed up in the kitchen and made some delicious appetizers, and my cousin made the most wonderful cake. The kind that you want to just lick your plate it was so good. I love those girls. I am bad though, did not take ONE picture, but I did request some that hopefully I can post soon.&lt;br /&gt;For Labor Day, Matt and I grilled Fajitas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379645608628115858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhXLa_E2ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5OEUKwPF4iA/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;And I made my Dad's YUMMY Spanish Rice.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379645814982485218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhXXbtypOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ba2OY1-csNw/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made Homemade SnickerDoodles.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379645984626153202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhXhTr_lvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NkNTdZ-SxQA/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And I made a yummy Butterfinger dessert with lots of yummy goodness in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379646241792596866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhXwRtQG4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/KKEcgfcVFX0/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Matt decided he was going in head first...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379646363586853842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhX3XbQ-9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/BtARfnJP5IM/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Everything is going great with everything else. I have remembered to take my birth control everyday believe it or not, and have taken my prenatal vitamins as well. The birth control actually makes me in a good mood. Explain that one.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my week is lookin' pretty good. I am taking a HR class tomorrow with my boss during lunch time, and Friday.. well, its FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Labor Day, long weekend, and a great **short week**!&lt;/div&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/2120590296917207513-5881316410336548254?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5881316410336548254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5881316410336548254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5881316410336548254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5881316410336548254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SqhW_ST7VRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e3mURonfkIw/s72-c/beyonce-white-pants_NO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-8510309679769804984</id><published>2009-09-01T20:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:24:43.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOORED!</title><content type='html'>Got new pillows for my couches now that my floors are done so I am posting pictures! I am super proud of Matt- he did such a great job. Is this really something to post a blog about you ask? Well, this is the same man who puts on gloves to change the light bulb, so yes, it is blog worthy.&lt;br /&gt; He is ready to move on to other things, crown moulding, a deck, wood on the stairs.. "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOAH NELLIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!" ...&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I can only find out how to clean them. I think I will take my time on that one. I can get away with that one for a while.. "I just don't want to mess them up, honey, not really sure what to clean them with".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376673550282215394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sp3IG23PT-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/WPCsVM3HZHY/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376673351387498146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sp3H7R7CxqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VBtJ5ypOcRk/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376673154944299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sp3Hv2HVcII/AAAAAAAAAGs/zu5O6KivGWk/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-8510309679769804984?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8510309679769804984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=8510309679769804984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8510309679769804984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/8510309679769804984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/diy-gone-great.html' title='FLOORED!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Sp3IG23PT-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/WPCsVM3HZHY/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5817334696147251183</id><published>2009-08-30T17:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:03:56.672-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ovidrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 mg clomid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loestrin24fe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>5 Day Summary..</title><content type='html'>Lots going on and lots of new information. I hope I remember everything. I almost started making notes so I could keep track , but thought I would be able to remember it all so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday 08/25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- wrote my last blog- had no cycle, made Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appt&lt;/span&gt; with a new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OBGYN&lt;/span&gt; for my yearly in October, requested all my records from current RE to see if she could help with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday 08/26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- STARTED FINALLY! This was day 50 for me. Called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. to make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; for my day 3, which was Friday 08/28. Not sure if it was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;provera&lt;/span&gt; that finally kicked in or if I truly would have started on my own. Anyways, was glad to see it I guess. I also followed up on some emails I had sent to my insurance carrier rep to find out why my visits would be so much, and why wasn't anything covered for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday 08/27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- got response on my emails, and was referred to this awesome lady named Tina who works for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aetna&lt;/span&gt;. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; necessarily in the infertility department, but this lady knew her stuff! She listened to my "rundown" and thought that from what I was saying that my visits should be covered. She urged me to continue to question the office staff at the doctor's office, and I then sent emails back and forth with the office manager. She again told me that my visits would not be covered, and I would have to pay $300 starting that next day. I was prepared for that, but again wrote her back that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aetna&lt;/span&gt; just told me that they would be covered, and I never heard back from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 08/28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- got a phone call from the benefits counselor at the doctors office and she told me that I had to call &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aetna's&lt;/span&gt; infertility department, register with them, get an authorization number, and bring it to my appointment, because there was going to be ONE MONTH OF &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CLOMID&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aetna&lt;/span&gt; was going to pay for!!!!! Thank goodness I was persistent with my emails!!! They were about to charge me for $900 for the "cycle" and this whole time it was covered???? Makes you wonder what goes on. So I guess if I would not have questioned it they would have ripped me off and been completely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with it. CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;I did all the above, got my authorization number, and went to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; at 11am. They took my blood and I went in "Room #2" and waited for the nurse to start my ultra sound. She came in with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt; prescription and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt; protocol which was basically a plan for each day of the month, and I was to begin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; today, Sunday, which was day 5 of my cycle. I had to order an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HCG&lt;/span&gt; shot that was going to be shipped to me, and I also had that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prescription&lt;/span&gt;. Then she tells me I cannot start this if my ultrasound shows I have a cyst. Great, you already know where this is going.&lt;br /&gt;She does my ultra sound and I did indeed have a cyst once again on my right ovary. Huge, 33 mm cyst. I was prepared for that at least. She put me on Birth control for one month, to help diminish the cyst, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loestrin&lt;/span&gt;24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fe&lt;/span&gt;, which I started on Friday, prenatal vitamins, and I am supposed to go back next month when I start my cycle again. Which means I will have to go through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;allllllllll&lt;/span&gt; that again with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aetna&lt;/span&gt; to get another authorization number and the doctors office again so that they don't charge me $900 instead of running it through my insurance.&lt;br /&gt;We did talk more about the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt;, and she is starting me at 100mg!!! That really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me, because normally you start off at 50 mg and if you don't ovulate with that, they increase it to 100 mg. I guess I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; heard of starting off with that much, but it kind of makes me excited! I talked to her about my low carb diet, and told her that it was making me retain alot of water, told her how bloated I had been, and she suggested switching to a low-glycemic diet where you eat "heatltier carbs" which I guess are like whole grains and leafy vegetables. On that note, I am going to do Jenny Craig for a little while because after researching there is no way I can plan my meals on that diet. I would go off track so easily. I have never done Jenny Craig before but Aetna also has discounts for that so that is good news. I start my "meal plans" tomorrow, and got all my groceries today.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my dad, Debbie, and Monique came to help us finish our wood floors and helped with the quarter round trim. It looks AMAZING! I will post pictures of it as soon as I finish getting my pillows for my couches. I might even do curtains! I am so proud of Matt, he did a great job, and we couldnt have done it without my folks helping out. My dad has every tool and saw you can think of- he brought two different types of saws with him that were both attached to tables. My garage looked like a "man-cave" and still does with all the saw dust. Before and after pictures coming soon, so stay tuned for that.&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting for Jason's Deli to deliver our dinner, and we are going to cuddle up and watch "the Last House on the Left".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375892163655825266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SpsBcK2C93I/AAAAAAAAAGk/PVPlsVSMKN4/s320/51jFU7bWL2L__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday to ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5817334696147251183?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5817334696147251183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5817334696147251183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5817334696147251183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5817334696147251183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-day-summary.html' title='5 Day Summary..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SpsBcK2C93I/AAAAAAAAAGk/PVPlsVSMKN4/s72-c/51jFU7bWL2L__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-595980138487393567</id><published>2009-08-25T19:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:04:52.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clomid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Blah</title><content type='html'>Yuck. No cycle. No Clomid. No fun.&lt;br /&gt;I never started my cycle from the Provera that was prescribed to me on 08/07. I am currently on day 50 of my cycle. Most people only go 28 days, but not this girl. I am miserable, crampy, bloated, hungry as heck and just really feeling yucky! I am almost certain that I have another cyst.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I emailed the nurse today to ask her what she thought, and if she had any suggestions or thought maybe we could up the dosage of my provera, and she came back with "Call the office to make an appt for bloodwork". Of course!!! Why didn't I think of that? Geez. I KNEW that was coming!! Again, another $300.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make an appt with a regular OBGYN. It was time for my well woman exam anyways, and she is actually the doctor that my sister in law Brannon saw when she was pregnant, and she delivered Brannon's baby. Also, she can do the same things that the RE can do, at a much more reasonable cost. The only bad thing, is that that appointment is not until 10/01. They are supposed to call if something comes up sooner. I requested all my records from the RE so hopefully she will be able to be a little bit more aggressive with the cards we are dealt. I am not even opposed to a few months of birth control at this point to get me going on a regular cycle. As long as it is a few months, and we can start trying again immediately when things are normal. Any advice, thoughts, suggestions, feedback? Not really sure where to turn at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-595980138487393567?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/595980138487393567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=595980138487393567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/595980138487393567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/595980138487393567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, Blah, Blah'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1087980811084687028</id><published>2009-08-16T10:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:50:18.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chorkies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schnauzers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lil' Murray</title><content type='html'>So we finally sell our female &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chorkie&lt;/span&gt; this week. She has gone to her forever home and her new name is "Ivy". Thought it was cute, because it was the girl's sorority symbol. Better name that what gave her, which was "puppy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370583018078804354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SogkzOVVGYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/A7xe3dgbkUQ/s320/IMG00401%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We drove out to Beaumont last night to eat dinner with my brother, sister in law, and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;, and see their puppies. Their two dogs, Allie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Romo&lt;/span&gt; had puppies on Father's Day. 1 female, and 4 males. The female was solid white, and my dad ended up with her. He has always wanted a white female schnauzer so that worked out great. The males were 2 solid black, one chocalate with tan markings and one a light tan. The two black ones look identical to Romo.Let me just tell you that I have always been obsessed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Romo&lt;/span&gt;. He is SO cute, and has the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt;, and looks just like my Cash, the giant schnauzer. They take pictures together alot. Allie is a doll too, don't get my wrong, and she made beautiful puppies. So you can see where I am going with this.. I love love love the little black one, so we bought it. It was actually more Matt's idea than it was mine. I have such a soft place in my heart for dogs, and have wanted a schnauzer. I grew up with one of the greatest schnauzer's ever: T-Jacque.. and then my brother got T-Romo, so now I have his son, T-Murray. He is soooo sweet!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370583261707446274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SoglBZ67KAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9svAyB82kBM/s320/6334_104434255962_751370962_2193114_2991532_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kim and my brother Matt did a great job the first few weeks of these dogs lives. They got their tails docked and their dew claws cut, registered them and got their shots. They even had a professional photo shoot done by their wedding photographer- Jessica Hicks. So ADORABLE!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370661473904339170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SohsJ9DxqOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yZlqFj1y6Pc/s320/img_6053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are totally excited!!!! Ours is #4 from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking!!! 4 dogs!!! I know, but what is one more? Especially when it's going to stay in the family, and still can see his mom, dad, and sister!! Holidays will definetely be uneventful, that's for sure. My 4 dogs, my families 4 dogs, my brother's 3 dogs, and my brother Seth just got a dog! We are dogged out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1087980811084687028?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1087980811084687028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1087980811084687028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1087980811084687028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1087980811084687028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-murray.html' title='Lil&apos; Murray'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SogkzOVVGYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/A7xe3dgbkUQ/s72-c/IMG00401%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5135987264219922254</id><published>2009-08-08T07:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:10:40.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low carb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clomid'/><title type='text'>I heart Saturdays!</title><content type='html'>Ohhhh how I love me some Saturdays. Wake up, remember that its Saturday, smile really big, go back to sleep, probably smiling, get up an hour or two later, take out the dogs, let them play in the backyard for a while, go sleep another hour, and then go play online until Matt wakes up. Then the day usually consist of some type of shopping, watching movies, cooking.... ahhhhhh it's the best.&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going grocery shopping, and I am meeting someone at the store who wants to buy something from me from kingwoodyardsales.com. I freakin' love that website. I have made probably $500 from selling things that I don't use, don't wear, don't need in my house. I have had a cooler in my garage for two years, (stainless, really nice) that we only used once- 2 years ago, and somone came and took if off my hands for $30 last night!!! $30 for something that was collecting dust!!!&lt;br /&gt;I plan on going to half price books. I just got the final Twilight book, Breaking Dawn, but I was looking for books on PCOS. I know that you are more successful in the diet/and baby making areas when you cut out carbs. Has to do something with the way your body processes sugar or something. Don't know for certain- that is why I want to read up on it.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on spending alot of time at the grocery store, really doing some serious label reading, and starting my low-carb lifestyle today. I don't plan on eggs, meat and cheese only. Maybe for the first few weeks, but I do plan on throwing in some low carb bread, bagels, tortillas, etc. Maybe I will post some pictures of my low carb creations. Hopefully the low carb lifestyle helps out when I start clomid, within the next week.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking, I should have started it already right? Well, I can't start it until day 3 of my cycle, and I had no cycle, so I picked up my prescription for Provera last night to kick it in gear. I had some drama with the doctors office over it. They wanted me to come in for blood work to make sure I wasn't pregnant. Bloodwork= $300.00. I know I am not pregnant, like I haven't taken a test every day this week. I finally had to call in and ask them to have the dr. call me, and all of a sudden it was ok to prescribe it without bloodwork. I think the nurses are on commission. Anyways, Provera worked like a charm last time, and I am praying for the same this round so I can start clomid. I have read alot of succes stories about women getting pregnant on the first round, and then there are some women who never take to it. I hope it works for me- I have faith and have put it in God's hands. I know if it is what is meant to be for Matt and I, it will surely happen.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your Saturday is full of heart too (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5135987264219922254?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5135987264219922254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5135987264219922254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5135987264219922254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5135987264219922254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-heart-saturdays.html' title='I heart Saturdays!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1298667347326887883</id><published>2009-08-03T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:33:51.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultrasound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clomid'/><title type='text'>Diagnosis Discovered!</title><content type='html'>Finally had my consultation today with the RE. He looked at all my test so far, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloodwork&lt;/span&gt;, ultra sounds, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HSG&lt;/span&gt; test, etc. as well as Matt's test that he had to do. He diagnosed me with a slight case of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Polycystic&lt;/span&gt; Ovarian Syndrome (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt;) mainly because I am just not ovulating. That's all. That is the problem. All this time and I have probably never ovulated before. And now for the good news and the BAD news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to start my cycle this week, and when I do, I go in on cycle day 3 for an ultrasound to make sure there are no cyst. If there are NO cyst (pray for this please) then I begin Round 1 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Clomid&lt;/span&gt; is known for multiples, which we are totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with. This will help/make me ovulate, and I will go back mid-cycle to find out if I am ovulating and I might be given a trigger shot at this time to "force" the release of an egg. Then we dance.. baby dance style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insurance company no longer covers any visits or medication because there is now a diagnosis. They only pay for testing, which is extremely common and infertility is typically not covered. Each visit going forward (and I will go 2-3 times per month) will cost $300 each!!! WOW. Not to rant and rave about this, because I know that a baby is what we want, and will be so worth it, but oh my goodness!! How do people afford this? The insurance specialist gave me a paper that was pretty detailed on pricing and procedures. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;clomid&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the least expensive way to go, and then if that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work we get into the daily shots, which is $500 per visit, and the price does not include any medications. Again, I know it will be worth it, and I would be totally fine with it if I knew 100% it would work on the first round, but who gets that lucky?? I am just thankful they know what the problem is, and that it can be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;That is pretty much it- I always feel like I have a million questions and when I get in there to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; talk to him I forget what I was going to ask. Doesn't help that he spent well over 30 minutes with the other people while I was in the waiting room reading Baby Magazines (is that even appropriate, at a Fertility Doctor??) and had me in and out in like 3 minutes. I guess that is good news, maybe he had more concerns with them. He was confident that I was at a great age and had no doubts that this would work for us, so please continue to pray for Matt and I.&lt;br /&gt;We are beyond ready for this next step in our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1298667347326887883?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1298667347326887883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1298667347326887883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1298667347326887883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1298667347326887883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/08/diagnosis-discovered.html' title='Diagnosis Discovered!'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-6621267603092466901</id><published>2009-07-25T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:48:20.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fortune Cookie Don't Lie- Hopefully...</title><content type='html'>So check out my fortune from my fortune cookie I got on Thursday night. Hopefully it is right on the money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362372760651473522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Smr5nV_conI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tRHQCrdppVM/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am normally the one that gets the silly ones that say "You will be swollen from all the sodium you just ate" or " You love Chinese food" or even "You gain admiration from your pears". That's right.. PEARS.. not... PEERS, hahah. My pears always thought the world of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously, I was excited to get this one!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a great low key night last night. I took a bubble bath for about an hour and read my Eclipse book, which is the 3rd book of the Twilight Series. I am about half way done, and loving it! I can't wait for New Moon to come out in theaters in November. My wonderful hubby brought me in a glass of red wine, and it was perfect. He also ordered Jason's Deli so we ate that when I got out and I had a delicious Turkey Sandwich with some wonderful fruit, and blackberry tea obviously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I talked to my couisin Mallory for well over an hour after that- we had alot of catching up to do! I love her so much, and don't get to talk to her near as much as I would like to, but I was excited to find out she has been reading this blog so she has been passing on to her family all the chain of events, and I am thankful for that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not much planned today. It's Saturday, so there will be some type of shopping involved. I just can't control myself :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-6621267603092466901?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6621267603092466901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=6621267603092466901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6621267603092466901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/6621267603092466901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/fortune-cookie-dont-lie-hopefully.html' title='The Fortune Cookie Don&apos;t Lie- Hopefully...'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Smr5nV_conI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tRHQCrdppVM/s72-c/IMG_0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-2880822994701169863</id><published>2009-07-20T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:05:55.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follicles'/><title type='text'>Leave it to me..</title><content type='html'>To produce a HUGE follicle that is way to big to do anything with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I will start from the beginning in regards to today's appt. I brought Matt with me- I thought it might be neat for him to see what all goes on and see why I get so excited/ pissed off sometimes. Anyways, I have had huge side cramps really low for the past two days. Throbbing, almost painful. I thought maybe that was the big "O" (ovulation). Well, I guessed right. According to my blood results and my ultrasound, I have not yet ovulated this month. That is good, this is day 13 so it would have been a little early. I did have two tiny follicles remaining on the left side, and one HUGE, ENORMOUS, follicle on the right side. It measured at 31mm, which is about 10 mm higher than they like it to be. They say a good egg comes from a follicle between 18 and 21 mm. As I said.. leave it to me!&lt;br /&gt;My blood indicated I am a raging hormonal piece of work. Level was 41 on day 3 (normal) and it should have gone up, but it was a little over 400!!! Wayyy too high. The good news is that she told me that we at least have answers and when I meet with the dr. for my final consultation (before treatment) he will be able to pin point and get me going in the right direction. I was ok with that, huge follicle or not, at least we are moving in the RIGHT direction. That appointment is not until August 3rd, so I will be sure to post about other things until then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-2880822994701169863?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2880822994701169863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=2880822994701169863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2880822994701169863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/2880822994701169863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/leave-it-to-me.html' title='Leave it to me..'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-5951169644412808673</id><published>2009-07-19T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:13:58.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chorkies'/><title type='text'>Dog-Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One down! Our little male chorkie went to his new home yesterday. I was sort of sad, but I know the family is great and the kids are going to love all over him. The dad came to pick him up yesterday morning because he was going to suprise the kiddos. They knew they were getting him, just thought it would be two more weeks or so. I went over the shot records, gave him all the receipts and I made up this little doggie bag with a can of the puppy food I have been feeding him, brochures from the vet, and of course his blankie. Here is the doggie bag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360172992830974434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SmMo8ARVKeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ax00bPv_G-I/s320/Chorkies+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought it was cute and he loved it too. He called me about two hours later and asked me when he had eaten last, he must have been crying lol. I asked him what they had named him and he said they had bought a puppy book and went through a million or so names and came up with "Koby". How cute is that!! And very fitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After he left we headed over to Lumber liquidators to pick up the rest of our floors. We only have about 100 square feet left and we will be done with our living room. I, of course, will post pics of that. Matt has done a GREAT job at them. This is our first home project to do ourself (besides some basic painting) and he has rocked it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other plans today, besides trying to finish the floors, include two workouts (running/walking and hitting the gym), tanning, cooking more meals for the week (chicken fajitas for one meal, grilling chicken on the grill for a few nights worth of meals, and a pork tenderloin) and doing some laundry for the week. Oh, I am also going to clean out this computer room. The closet has a ton of stuff in it that we just threw when we moved in and I am ready to get rid/sell alot of it. I found about 10 more things last night that I could sell on kingwoodyardsales.com. I just love that place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have my mid-cycle ultrasound tomorrow where we will see if I have/am/or will ovulate! I think Matt is going to try to go with me to this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-5951169644412808673?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5951169644412808673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=5951169644412808673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5951169644412808673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/5951169644412808673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/dog-gone.html' title='Dog-Gone'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SmMo8ARVKeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ax00bPv_G-I/s72-c/Chorkies+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-4728989071043240909</id><published>2009-07-16T21:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:00:37.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blockage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fallopian tubes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSG Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>HSG Test</title><content type='html'>Well, I had my HSG Test today. I don't know if it is good news or bad news or if it is just plain ol' news. I really haven't had time to let it process in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;To start I was given an antiobiotic to prevent infection. I started taking this yesterday, per Dr's orders. Well, I threw it up on the way to work. I was super nauseous and apparently I should have taken it with lots of water. I did that last night and was fine, and again this morning. I will keep taking this through Sunday, twice a day. They also gave me 600 mg of Motrin for "pain".&lt;br /&gt;I think they could have given me vicadin and it still would have hurt like hell. Very uncomfortable, lots and lots of pressure, because of the fluid in my uterus obviously, and it was like super bad menstrual cramps, you know the ones- where it feels like barbwire is twisted around your ovaries. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;So that went down, or up I guess you should say, and they watched on the screen and took pictures of it with the big xray machine thingy. When he was done, which was only seconds really, he showed me how it looked. One side was totally free and clear, and the fluid leaked through just as it should. One side was all crimped, but eventually did go through he said. He thought there might be scar tissue causing this on that one side. I have no idea where that came from.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't really seem to want to get into it, but said we would talk about it after my mid-cycle ultrasound on Monday. After that, which we will see if I am indeed ovulating, we will get together for a "after" consultation and come up with a plan. I really hope this plan does not involve IVF, which is not in our budget and not paid for by insurance. Go easy on me for goodness sake!! It's bad enough and expensive enough as it is!!&lt;br /&gt;So there it is- a fun day of iodine in the fallopian tubes. I am super crampy still, and won't get into details about other wonderful side effects. GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;Had me some chinese food for dinner at Jade Palace, made me and my crampy tummy feel better ;0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-4728989071043240909?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4728989071043240909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=4728989071043240909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4728989071043240909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/4728989071043240909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/hsg-test.html' title='HSG Test'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-1329160783683458405</id><published>2009-07-12T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:15:17.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiffle ball'/><title type='text'>Wiffle Ball?</title><content type='html'>Not sure how this got started, but Matt is on a Wiffle Ball team with some friends at work. He had his first game today so I sent him off with a 3 gallon Bubba Keg of Gatorade, and his new wiffle ball bat and glove. Too funny..&lt;br /&gt;I guess they needed ideas for the team name so he came up with, "Take a Wiff".. wouldn't you know it?&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Slo2CHVERyI/AAAAAAAAADk/-HrpKLhAwC8/s1600-h/wiffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357654116665673506" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Slo2CHVERyI/AAAAAAAAADk/-HrpKLhAwC8/s320/wiffle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;While he was busy getting ready for that I decided to make lunches and dinners for the entire week. I know this sounds exhausting, but it saves so much time and energy throughout the week, and so easy to just grab and go, or warm up something for dinner. I am much more in the mood to hit the gym if I dont have to cook dinner, do dishes, clean up the kitchen, etc. Today I made this cheeseburger casserole for Matt's lunches, he freaking loves it. Literally, he will eat the whole thing by Friday, and is totally fine with eating the same thing everyday. I am lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I also made chicken and dumplins and a HUGE pot of vegetable soup. Of course, I used my Gran's rolling pin for the dumplins- wouldn't tase near the same without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Slo3RIDefKI/AAAAAAAAADs/byaA6jWGugM/s1600-h/Fathers+Day+2009+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357655474069994658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Slo3RIDefKI/AAAAAAAAADs/byaA6jWGugM/s320/Fathers+Day+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I miss my Gran and my Granny everyday, but I always think of the things they taught me, the memories, and recipes, and all the fun times, and I know that they would be proud of who I have become!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-1329160783683458405?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1329160783683458405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=1329160783683458405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1329160783683458405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/1329160783683458405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/wiffle-ball.html' title='Wiffle Ball?'/><author><name>The Durbin Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494839269046002708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SivEbOVWDyI/AAAAAAAAABc/vrPuh-Mx418/S220/AMerican+Idol+015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/Slo2CHVERyI/AAAAAAAAADk/-HrpKLhAwC8/s72-c/wiffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2120590296917207513.post-7420503873458286787</id><published>2009-07-11T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:22:15.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follicles'/><title type='text'>11.. Did you say 11??</title><content type='html'>So good news from my doctor appt. on Thursday! They wisked me in, took more blood, and then I sat waiting for my ultra sound. Someone new came in and did this one- well, she was new to me, been there a while, her name was Heather- how fitting! Anyways, she is doing her thing, looking all around and she asked me what side my cyst was on. I told her it was on the right side, and she couldnt find it anywhere!! It was totally gone!! I couldn't believe it, was super happy, but I know they come and go as they please. I am not getting my hopes up, but for now- that was great news. Also she told me that I had 3-4 follicles on one ovary, and 5-7 on the ovary, and if she had to guess she was say ELEVEN TOTAL!! So you are telling me that I had ZERO last month and this month I had ELEVEN!! How awesome is that?? Here is a pic of what that looks like, these are not mine, but they all hold tiny microscopic eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SlidGO4OzYI/AAAAAAAAADc/mAU5-k8FSTI/s1600-h/ovarianstimulation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357204487155928450" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4GzMg3dXoA/SlidGO4OzYI/AAAAAAAAADc/mAU5-k8FSTI/s320/ovarianstimulation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was very excited, and of course I had to call the parents because I was just ecstatic! Sooo when I came out of my ultrasound room, there were three nurses waiting on me and we all talked for a bit about it- and how good and positive they felt this visit was. The even better part was my blood came back totally normal, so my hormones are all in check. I am thanking Provera for this. I know that is what has helped! I will have the HSG test done in the next week at Memorial Hermann in the Woodlands, and another ultra sound on the 2oth to see if/and how many of my follicles matured into eggs. I will definetely post how those two appts go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad its the weekend! We are going to Whole Foods today because we freakin' love that place, and then we might stop by Half Price books. Also, my mom and step dad are in town and we might meet up with them for dinner. Can't wait to see them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a super Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2120590296917207513-7420503873458286787?l=durbindiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7420503873458286787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2120590296917207513&amp;postID=7420503873458286787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7420503873458286787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2120590296917207513/posts/default/7420503873458286787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durbindiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-did-you-say-11.html' title='11.. 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