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Fuji'/><category term='snow'/><category term='design conference'/><category term='thankful for health'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>House of Muellers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8411363766713467111</id><published>2011-12-20T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T13:56:23.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Life Through You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEvV0FTXPL8/TvEBudFZCSI/AAAAAAAABPU/oLfImPVx5dg/s1600/photo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEvV0FTXPL8/TvEBudFZCSI/AAAAAAAABPU/oLfImPVx5dg/s320/photo-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688329701938497826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My life Through You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birth:&lt;/span&gt; You accepted me as your "5th" child. You let me stay in your home, you fed me bottles, you played with me, you held me, you were there for me. You were the father figure in my life from the moment I came into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You spent time with me and shared in your hobbies. You took me fishing out at the "lake" and on the dock. You let me watch you clean fish and bring home deer from your hunting trips. You made breakfast for the family every Christmas morning and your whistling could be heard throughout the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You signed me up and took me to guitar lessons. You listened to me practice and encouraged me to "do my best". You helped me when my ears got infected. You played music with me and sang to me. You helped me to ride my bike and went on walks. You took me on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You are coming to all of my band concerts to watch me play. You tell me it's OK to be nervous. You practice soccer with me so I'm not the one sitting on the sidelines. You continue to give nothing but encouragement, especially in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You teach me how to drive. You are patient with me throughout parallel parking and getting on the highway. You are attending all of the football games to watch me march on the field with the band. You take me to my solo performances for concert band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You support decisions that I make as I enter the next stage in life. You watch me graduate from high school. You cry while giving objective advice about the future, all in celebration of the accomplishments over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You walk me down the aisle and give me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You watch me become the first family member to graduate from college. You take us all out to celebrate after wards. You don't stand up and make a speech, but I know what you feel. You are proud and happy for the start of a career and the hard work and dedication that you taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You are always the person I can talk to about goals, my career and questions about life. The tables have turned and I am finally able to afford to pay for YOUR meal when we go out to dinner. You remind me what commitment and hard work will get you out of life. You are level-headed, smart and strategic. I am humbled by your experiences and ability to share but not sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 Years Old: &lt;/span&gt;You are there for the birth of your first great-grand child. A son, who we name after you giving him the middle name "Paul". We are honored that he can carry that name. You are proud and record every moment possible. You go to every single race I've ever run, no hesitation, not a single one missed. You even break your ankle walking TO a race and you still stand on it long enough to see me finish. You are the only one that will try all of my experimental healthy meals and say every single one of them tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You show nothing but unconditional love as I make the decision to move across the country for a new job. You even help me pack up my car and make the long 2 day drive. We spend hours talking about your troublemaking years, your time in Korea and your big decision to pack up the family and move to Texas over 40 years ago. We eat homemade macaroni together on the side of the road. You do most of the driving because I can't stay awake. You share your life experiences all while being a part of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35 Years Old:&lt;/span&gt; You are surrounded by family who love you more than anything. You leave us with the peace of knowing the family you created will take care of each other, and that you have lived as one of the most caring and honorable people most will never be, and that we are so lucky to have had. At 35, I will try to continue to make you proud. Taking care of family, being a good person, always working hard, keeping healthy, trying new things, knowing it's OK to have feelings and yes, playing (holding up hands to motion) the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Grand(daughter)&lt;br /&gt;Tooter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8411363766713467111?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8411363766713467111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8411363766713467111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8411363766713467111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8411363766713467111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-life-through-you.html' title='My Life Through You'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEvV0FTXPL8/TvEBudFZCSI/AAAAAAAABPU/oLfImPVx5dg/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1481163819489223563</id><published>2011-11-16T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:03:55.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annual goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Goals Complete for 11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khuvIrkUMKg/TsQlMlDQZpI/AAAAAAAABPI/qordkUEEt1U/s1600/goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khuvIrkUMKg/TsQlMlDQZpI/AAAAAAAABPI/qordkUEEt1U/s320/goals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675702328428095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year marks the 4th year I have set GOALS online for myself, and the time range has run for 13 months each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.08.08-&lt;a href="http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-to-do-list-deadline-here.html"&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09.09.09-&lt;a href="http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/09/goals-complete-090909.html"&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.10.10-&lt;a href="http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/goals-complete-for-101010.html"&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.11.11-BELOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one will now be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.12.12 &amp;lt;-----Isn't that right around the time of the apocalypse?&lt;br /&gt;I better make these next ones GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goals completed from this past year have not been the best from my lists, that's for sure. But they are still significant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Find a New Dermatologist&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Lose 10 Pounds&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Take a Yoga Class&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Visit Another Country&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Take the Boys Bowling&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Get a Family Pic Done&lt;br /&gt;   * √ Complete Body Detox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also quite a few things that I wanted to write about and didn't get up yet. Not sure that I ever will so here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Review of Bistro 101&lt;br /&gt;• Obsession with Ho-Chunk Casino&lt;br /&gt;• Review of Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;• Father's Day this year and visit to the ZOO&lt;br /&gt;• Running progress and details about the marathon training&lt;br /&gt;• The Botanical Gardens&lt;br /&gt;• The Petting Zoo&lt;br /&gt;• Cave of the Mounds (we have season passes now though)!&lt;br /&gt;• The EMU that came running after me on the country road while I was driving!&lt;br /&gt;• Review of Japanese Takara (2 locations)!&lt;br /&gt;• The Apple Orchard&lt;br /&gt;• The UW Geology Museum&lt;br /&gt;• Review of Otto's&lt;br /&gt;• Madtown Twisters Visit&lt;br /&gt;• Easter Sunday&lt;br /&gt;• Trip to Germany and the UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to reassess the upcoming goals and get to work!&lt;br /&gt;Bring on 12.12.12!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1481163819489223563?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1481163819489223563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1481163819489223563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1481163819489223563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1481163819489223563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/11/goals-complete-for-111111.html' title='Goals Complete for 11.11.11'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khuvIrkUMKg/TsQlMlDQZpI/AAAAAAAABPI/qordkUEEt1U/s72-c/goals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6964073364761301558</id><published>2011-11-14T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:39:03.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dermatologist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin check'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Find a New Dermatologist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uABvICa7do/TsGKQnQyYAI/AAAAAAAABO8/qKLlReSlhVU/s1600/jmp100913l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uABvICa7do/TsGKQnQyYAI/AAAAAAAABO8/qKLlReSlhVU/s320/jmp100913l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674969023485468674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are not many, but one of the downfalls to the move up to Madison has been having to get all new doctors. For the most part, I was comfortable with all the doctors we had in Dallas for ourselves and for the boys. It takes so much time to build up that relationship, and then once the history is there it's hard to make a change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been a year and a half and I finally found a dermatologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took quite some time to get the appointment scheduled as a new patient, and I needed to go in for a full skin check and acne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 10:00 appointment and didn't get called in until closer to 11. "Strike 1" The nurse was very nice and we went through the long laundry list of medical background and questions, and also concerns for the day. I felt like things were going well but on the inside I was frustrated that I had to go through all the "new" stuff, but also excited to have a new opinion and outlook on things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came in (she shook my hand which is two big thumbs up for me) and she was very polite. I got a good first impression. But as the exam went on she did a full body check and completely overlooked the areas that I called out. She told me to come back in after a year to keep up, but then when I called her out on the "misses" she looked again and said "oh yes, let's take pictures of these and you come back in after 3 months".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we get to my face. I can't express enough how frustrated I am at 35 years old and still having breakouts. It's always been a problem for me. I was on minocycline in my 20's and it worked great, but wanted to know what other options were out there. After she told me about 8 different combinations of meeds and topical she asked me what I wanted to do. I mean, not two options…literally 8. "Strike 2" I told her whatever she thought I needed to do while still respecting my caveats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she put me on a med and topical. Which takes us to "Strike 3". I went to call and check on the prescription that night and there was no record of it. I called the doctor's office and left a message and asked them to call me when they were going to have it sent in. I waited 5 days (got busy). Called the doctor again and they said they called it in the day after I called the week before, but didn't let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I got it that night. And they did apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at least I have a doctor now. And I will probably stay with her for the rest of my life because I don't want to go through the ordeal of finding another and starting over "new".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6964073364761301558?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6964073364761301558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6964073364761301558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6964073364761301558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6964073364761301558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/11/goal-complete-find-new-dermatologist.html' title='Goal Complete: Find a New Dermatologist'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uABvICa7do/TsGKQnQyYAI/AAAAAAAABO8/qKLlReSlhVU/s72-c/jmp100913l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5020398145593493769</id><published>2011-11-14T08:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:51:29.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost 10 pounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pounds'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Lose 10 Pounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3gTnjGkSXc/TsFHtNqLDRI/AAAAAAAABOw/b9vxfO6gWDE/s1600/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3gTnjGkSXc/TsFHtNqLDRI/AAAAAAAABOw/b9vxfO6gWDE/s320/photo-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674895847549766930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something I've learned over the last 7-8 years, is that it's not so much about the number on the scale as it is about how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's kind of true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do tell myself that. Thinking back to when I was in high school and the weight I was at - it DEFINITELY was NOT healthy, as I was skipping breakfast, eating a chocolate chip cookie for lunch and swinging by Taco Bell every night at 11pm after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt good when I got on the scale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward almost 20 years later and I'm sitting at a weight much higher, but I can guarantee I'm a lot healthier than I was back then. Sure I splurge and don't always make the best choices; but I work out, understand the value of calories and nutrients, and I TRY to eat my vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ketchup counts as a vegetable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that ramp up, I have to admit although I had on my list of goals to lose 10lbs, it's not like I really tried to get the weight off. I did do very healthy things this year, like training for the marathon, picking up yoga, taking vitamins and doing a lot more weight training than last year. I guess I just figured without a real huge change in my balance between food and activity, my body would sit where it's at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ALAS! As I was going through paperwork yesterday and found my information from last December when I was in the hospital, I realized…I really did lose the weight in the last 11 months! Exactly 10lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a long ways to go on getting stronger and being healthy, but at least I accomplished this goal!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5020398145593493769?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5020398145593493769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5020398145593493769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5020398145593493769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5020398145593493769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/11/goal-complete-lose-10-pounds.html' title='Goal Complete: Lose 10 Pounds'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3gTnjGkSXc/TsFHtNqLDRI/AAAAAAAABOw/b9vxfO6gWDE/s72-c/photo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2105601437906803434</id><published>2011-07-29T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T14:51:50.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Take a Yoga Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An-5D5vKBFw/TjMrV-z22JI/AAAAAAAABOo/5XkS6SU6qFU/s1600/Yoga-Cartoon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An-5D5vKBFw/TjMrV-z22JI/AAAAAAAABOo/5XkS6SU6qFU/s320/Yoga-Cartoon.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634895215408371858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not that I haven't done yoga before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my bouts of super health-y-ness (is that a word…healthfulness, health-ness…health...you get the point), I've done the waking up at 6am before anyone else to try and keep up with a slender and flexible woman doing the downward dog on TV. That typically ended in me sitting on the couch WATCHING a slender and flexible woman doing the downward dog while eating a bowl full of cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also done the P90X yoga. Let me rephrase. I've also struggled clumsily through about 10 minutes of the P90X yoga thinking there's no way another human being can do this and not feel pain in every part of their body and why was this ever created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also just worn yoga pants. Around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I've taken a REAL yoga class…in person at the Comer Center at work. A friend of mine suggested it out of the blue one morning and thought I'd give it a try so we went together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't necessarily a beginner class, but it was very realistic and with a relaxed teacher and environment. I actually enjoyed the poses and was able to do a lot of them. Downsides: I was having a lot of "stretching" pain near my incision scar, but I've had problems the last several years in general, so just need to note to be careful. Also, it really made me realize how weak my core has gotten. Before I had kids I really took a lot of pride in how strong my abs were and I was always the one to do the most sit-ups in gym class (Not you Nikki Bull…ME)! Alas, after 3 kids, it's just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have a lot of belief that working hard and challenging your body will get results. I definitely want to keep up with the class. Have I gone back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will, I will.&lt;br /&gt;For the love of downward dog I will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2105601437906803434?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2105601437906803434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2105601437906803434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2105601437906803434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2105601437906803434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/07/goal-complete-take-yoga-class.html' title='Goal Complete: Take a Yoga Class'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An-5D5vKBFw/TjMrV-z22JI/AAAAAAAABOo/5XkS6SU6qFU/s72-c/Yoga-Cartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4202600680749937965</id><published>2011-05-19T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:46:34.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yokohama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Thank You Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-no_m35p-wOk/TdX8yqNXLKI/AAAAAAAABOc/W0VqkSkEVrg/s1600/IMG_1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-no_m35p-wOk/TdX8yqNXLKI/AAAAAAAABOc/W0VqkSkEVrg/s320/IMG_1365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608666858213813410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday, Tuesday and part of Wednesday were filled with a lot of work, another dinner and more things learned. As the end of the trip came to a close I had mixed emotions about it. I was very homesick and ready to be home with all of my boys...but at the same time I was feeling sad about leaving the Japan people and office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel I can do a very good job at describing the culture that I experienced there and the people I met. In the corporate environments I have been in over the past decade there are a lot of "office politics", a lot of competition and a lot of "show".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not at all what I experienced during this business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen so much respect and appreciation in the workforce, and among people as a whole. People are not "loud". People are not all about making sure they get credit for something or about being right. In the same breath, there is a huge effort to get everything done possible, a lot of hours put in and a lot of hard work. There is a sense of organization, confidence in culture and foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am humbled by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was more like so many positive examples seen from the team - in my career and personal life both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Japan for your hospitality, and the country will always be in my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4202600680749937965?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4202600680749937965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4202600680749937965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4202600680749937965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4202600680749937965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you-japan.html' title='Thank You Japan'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-no_m35p-wOk/TdX8yqNXLKI/AAAAAAAABOc/W0VqkSkEVrg/s72-c/IMG_1365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3975422062343099150</id><published>2011-05-19T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:01:36.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eno-shima Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mt. Fuji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Sunday with Kanae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpRT00oHW18/TdX1hslYKZI/AAAAAAAABOU/5xmis9jn3GQ/s1600/218728_1893300890919_1193442810_31885852_3962690_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpRT00oHW18/TdX1hslYKZI/AAAAAAAABOU/5xmis9jn3GQ/s320/218728_1893300890919_1193442810_31885852_3962690_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608658870212241810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The original plan on Sunday was to take an English speaking city tour of Tokyo…alone. As time inched closer and my confidence in navigating the public transpiration system got lower I decided to pass up the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in doing that something even better came out of it and it was the best day I spent during my 10 days in Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanae offered to meet me in the morning and spend the day showing me around! All I had to do was take the subway over to Yokohama and meet her. I made it over there fine and without any hiccups and we hopped back on the train to Eno-shima Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was SO much fun and I saw so many things: Eno-shima Island, Mt. Fuji, a traditional Japanese Wedding, The Great Buddha of Kamakura and a lot of places to shop. The views were beautiful and the company was even better. Lots of getting to Kanae more and a lot of great insight into the Japanese culture from a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up heading back at about 4 that afternoon, and it was nice to get settled back into the room and get ready for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO thankful for Kanae and the great Sunday we had!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3975422062343099150?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3975422062343099150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3975422062343099150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3975422062343099150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3975422062343099150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-with-kanae.html' title='Sunday with Kanae'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpRT00oHW18/TdX1hslYKZI/AAAAAAAABOU/5xmis9jn3GQ/s72-c/218728_1893300890919_1193442810_31885852_3962690_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4749155986856428910</id><published>2011-05-19T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:36:28.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>A Day of Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xURaM9jyDiU/TdXvA_jJ-iI/AAAAAAAABOM/_jeRnhuJUcw/s1600/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xURaM9jyDiU/TdXvA_jJ-iI/AAAAAAAABOM/_jeRnhuJUcw/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608651711297747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aw….Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work week in Japan was a busy, hard-working and wonderful week, but I was looking forward to Saturday to take a break and catch up on some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep without even getting ready for bed and didn't wake up until noon on Saturday. It felt like the entire day was gone. By about 2pm I figured I should get out and try and find some food, and headed over to the train station where there is a whole floor of different food to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got over there I ended up finding a place with pastries and sandwiches where you can grab a tray, pick your own choices and then pay at the register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That works for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate pastries the rest of the day while working, watching Japanese T.V. and playing words with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4749155986856428910?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4749155986856428910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4749155986856428910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4749155986856428910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4749155986856428910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-of-rest.html' title='A Day of Rest'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xURaM9jyDiU/TdXvA_jJ-iI/AAAAAAAABOM/_jeRnhuJUcw/s72-c/IMG_2398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2802453739984021272</id><published>2011-05-15T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T03:05:51.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6N_WZmeJkBQ/Tc-knMqf1YI/AAAAAAAABOE/sUDBhKCnTJ4/s1600/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6N_WZmeJkBQ/Tc-knMqf1YI/AAAAAAAABOE/sUDBhKCnTJ4/s320/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606881054420882818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember how I said there was a peacefulness and quiet aura about the city streets of Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That does not apply to Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we worked until about 3:30 and then Inabe-san, Takashi, Takeo and myself headed out to visit Tokyo. This was quite the adventure. I lost count of how many trains we took the get over to the area, which was in the "town" of Shibuya. Large shopping district broken out into many areas ranging from a "teen" street to high end shopping malls with the typical brand names you would see in a luxe area. We spent about 3 hours walking around, and they were even nice enough to take me into &lt;a href="http://www.kiddyland.co.jp/"&gt;Kiddyland&lt;/a&gt; (famous toy store in Japan) and I found some gifts for the boys that are like legos but smaller. When built they create Tokyo Tower and Kaminarimon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping we found a Japanese pizza place. Very good! Had good conversation as always and was once again thankful to be sitting, enjoying food and talking about Japanese culture in comparison to American culture and getting to know my dinner dates as not just co-workers but also "friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Takashi and I rode back from the area to Shin Yokohama and I was very happy to be going back with someone. There is about a 4% chance I would have made it back to my hotel with the way the JR system runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Rememberings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When I lost my phone I told a few people I was "crossing my fingers" that it was found (and made the gesture). I was asked later what that meant (crossing fingers). When I explained several people responded my clasping their hands together as if in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;• I noticed a lot of the trains, buildings and restaurants were not running air. They said that ever since the earthquake they need to save energy, especially with the summer coming up. A lot of buildings and areas turn off their lights after a certain time at night to conserve as well.&lt;br /&gt;• Rainy season starts next month and runs into July. It becomes very humid.&lt;br /&gt;• Clipping nails in the evening is a big superstition. If you do this you will not be with your parents when they die. I needed to file my nails last night but I waited until this morning…yes it was just filing but I didn't want to take the risk.&lt;br /&gt;• Tissue paper seems softer.&lt;br /&gt;• Toilet paper is thinner.&lt;br /&gt;• You always receive you a warm towel before eating.&lt;br /&gt;• A majority of the restaurants have a button you push when you're ready to order (think Studio Movie Grill), and the waiter/waitress shows up immediately. If there is no button you call to them. Very different than in America. In America you sit and wait…and wait...sometimes for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;• Many gather to temple or shrine for New Years to watch the sun rise, then toss coin in temple water, make wish and pray.&lt;br /&gt;• Kimonos are not worn as often, more by older generation or while drinking tea/tea lesson.&lt;br /&gt;• The people who were effected by the earthquake and tsunami and who lost their houses and cars are still required to make payments on those debts, even though they were destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very thankful for this day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2802453739984021272?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2802453739984021272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2802453739984021272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2802453739984021272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2802453739984021272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/tokyo.html' title='Tokyo'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6N_WZmeJkBQ/Tc-knMqf1YI/AAAAAAAABOE/sUDBhKCnTJ4/s72-c/IMG_1259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8834180203035624706</id><published>2011-05-14T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T05:01:13.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UEMON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shin-Yokohama Station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>What Did I Just Eat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAsO5q4KIy4/Tc5txY89SgI/AAAAAAAABN8/2umvDt904l0/s1600/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAsO5q4KIy4/Tc5txY89SgI/AAAAAAAABN8/2umvDt904l0/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606539281401989634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday was a tough morning. The night before I was up late working and was done about 2am but unable to sleep. I guess the time difference was doing a number on me and I fell asleep about 4…woke up at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another productive day in the office. Worked through lunch and was able to head out for dinner again with some of the team…this time Kentaro was able to meet us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kentaro is the person I had been in a lot of contact with for the past year, but he left the company a couple of months ago. I am SO thankful I was able to see him Thursday night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at UEMON near Shin Yokohama Station. Bar, food, loud, lovely. This was the most experimental dinner yet. Salad that appeared to have pepper on it was actually the eyes of little fish. Crunchy I might add. There were kabobs with meat…but not just any kind…pieces of the heart and liver of I believe they said…a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it make a difference if I'm wrong? It was heart and liver and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole meal was delicious but I have to say the "liver" was not my most favorite thing I've ever put in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks this week have been quite the pleasure as well. After being asked what I drink in America and answering Dr. Pepper and cosmopolitans they have been ordering me "fruity" Japanese wine with very good flavor. One night my drink had a bit of an apricot taste and I could have had a handful of those, but the business rule for me is stick to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kentaro was quite entertaining and Takeo, Takashi and Inabe-san were there as well so it was a perfect way to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks for another amazing day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8834180203035624706?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8834180203035624706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8834180203035624706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8834180203035624706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8834180203035624706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-did-i-just-eat.html' title='What Did I Just Eat?'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAsO5q4KIy4/Tc5txY89SgI/AAAAAAAABN8/2umvDt904l0/s72-c/IMG_2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4793454144663937714</id><published>2011-05-14T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:59:40.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinatown'/><title type='text'>Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22T0DvcfbR8/Tc5CsL63PWI/AAAAAAAABN0/XqV_9a8KLxQ/s1600/IMG_1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22T0DvcfbR8/Tc5CsL63PWI/AAAAAAAABN0/XqV_9a8KLxQ/s320/IMG_1216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606491913004203362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday morning I woke up very rested and ready to go. I got more than 8 hours of sleep which is more than I typically get at home with 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into the office without grabbing breakfast. Definitely didn't feel hungry enough to have a meal. Had a call in with the US in the morning and a lot of work and organizing. Takashi brought me lunch from the convenience store (egg sandwich and dessert). It was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiroki san and Takeo were gracious enough to take me to Chinatown for dinner that evening. It was about a 20 minute taxi ride over to the area. It was raining and had been ever since I arrived. We enjoyed a meal at Manchinrou in China town. The front of the restaurant was decorative and beautiful. Inside the colors were just as vibrant and I felt very under dressed. When I travel for business I still typically dress for comfort as there is a lot of walking, but it's time like these I wish I had changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counted 12 columns on the menu…and it was a course for each column. The food was amazing, and it was filling! The company was great as usual and I've been learning a lot of Japanese viewpoints, culture and way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Learnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When I asked what was the first things they thought of when mentioning the US the answers were: Coke, The Grand Canyon, Statue of Liberty, Golden Gate Bridge and Hollywood movies.&lt;br /&gt;• There are 3 forms of written Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;• The men (that I have been around) don't cook.&lt;br /&gt;• "Hot Springs" seem to very popular here. (Like a spa)&lt;br /&gt;• They are not allowed to work in the office on Friday nights after 5:45 (but some people sneak back in).&lt;br /&gt;• The way birthdays are written is confusing to me. So if your birthday was April 8th, 1965, you would see 22 04 08. The 22 stands for how long it's been since the last Emperor passed away. The last one died in 1989 and when the next one dies it will start over at 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4793454144663937714?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4793454144663937714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4793454144663937714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4793454144663937714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4793454144663937714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/chinatown.html' title='Chinatown'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22T0DvcfbR8/Tc5CsL63PWI/AAAAAAAABN0/XqV_9a8KLxQ/s72-c/IMG_1216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3202156246771701868</id><published>2011-05-12T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:46.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yokohama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitng japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurobuta-an'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner in japan'/><title type='text'>Tuesday in Yokohama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKZNJfVIsE/TcvdwztgK2I/AAAAAAAABNs/IS6DFwOZgx8/s1600/IMG_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKZNJfVIsE/TcvdwztgK2I/AAAAAAAABNs/IS6DFwOZgx8/s320/IMG_2415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605817991777233762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What day is it again? Everyone warned me about the jet lag, but it is really catching up to me. I'm writing this on Thursday and thinking back to Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was the first day in the office. Noriko met me at the hotel again to walk me over to Lands' End. It is a very short walk, about 5 minutes total time. The weather was humid and cloudy. Arrived at the office. It looks a bit like a bank building in a strip of offices…tall, gray, glass. LE has the 3rd and 4th floors. These are not large floors. Tomoko gave me a very nice tour of both floors and introduced me to a lot of people, yet it was very quiet. The desk I am sitting at has a nice view outside and privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few meetings and lots of prep work the first day. 7 of us walked over to Modern Grill for a welcome lunch. The food was incredible and the restaurant was very nice. Getting to know the team has been a very positive experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to be taken out to dinner as well by two team members and we enjoyed a meal at &lt;a href="http://r.gnavi.co.jp/e794900/menu2.html"&gt;Kurobuta-an&lt;/a&gt;. Very traditional Japanese restaurant..shoes off. I've been eating and drinking anything ordered for me and of course loving the new food. I can't say everything I've tried has been great, but MOST of it has!! I think the most important thing is…don't always ask what you are eating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed in almost all the restaurants they have buttons you can press when you are ready to order. Very convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night after dinner was quiet and I went to sleep right away. Got a lot of rest and was ready to start the next day feeling refreshed and productive! If only I could say the same for this Thursday jetlag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3202156246771701868?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3202156246771701868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3202156246771701868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3202156246771701868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3202156246771701868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/tuesday-in-yokohama.html' title='Tuesday in Yokohama'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKZNJfVIsE/TcvdwztgK2I/AAAAAAAABNs/IS6DFwOZgx8/s72-c/IMG_2415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8986317793116498800</id><published>2011-05-11T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T00:25:52.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Visit Another Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-8uvTaG5eE/Tco4g5ANJtI/AAAAAAAABNk/WUtwGZLHuPA/s1600/IMG_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-8uvTaG5eE/Tco4g5ANJtI/AAAAAAAABNk/WUtwGZLHuPA/s320/IMG_1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605354823924655826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The plane touched down at the Narita airport at about 4:15 on Monday afternoon. From there it was through customs, to the bag claim, and then what seemed like a second customs (2 forms too) and to the bus ticketing counter. I got a ticket to Shin Yokahama Station with 10 minutes to spare. I was warned to make sure and catch the bus at the exact time, and that was a good tip. The buses came and went down to the minute and even pulled away from the curb at the same time…it was like watching synchronized swimming…but with transportation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was about a 2-hour ride, and as soon as I stepped off Takashi and Noriko were there to meet me. We walked over to the hotel and they got me checked in. I'm VERY thankful they were there to handle that. Got up to the room and they also helped me figure out the water system (turning on hot water). Thanked them and got my things settled in for the evening. Reach into my back pocket for my phone...and…phone…gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even remember thinking to myself on the bus that this is too easy…easier than I anticipated…it's too good to be true and something needs to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search everything and everywhere in the room and no luck. There's no phone in the room to call Noriko. I go downstairs to try and use the pay phone and could not figure it out. I don't attempt to ask the gentleman at the front desk because it didn't seem to speak much Engligh. I decide to walk back over to the station hoping the bus is still there. The bus is gone. Go to the ticket office in hopes of a lost and found. They don't understand me. I spend about 20 minutes trying anyways, pointing to my ticket, motioning the use of the phone. No luck. They send me upstairs to the hotel lobby in the building and the front desk clerk calls the bus line to ask and they were closed. They give me a number to call in the morning. I find this all very strange since I was just down in the actual bus station, but I take the number and cross my fingers anyways that there is hope in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short: my phone is found and they had a courier bring it back to me a day later. This could not have happened without Noriko's help, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression observations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Everything seems very structured and organized.&lt;br /&gt;• It's more quiet than I expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;• Everyone drives and walks on the left hand side.&lt;br /&gt;• I see a lot of bright colors in signs, but not in what people are wearing.&lt;br /&gt;• The cars seem small.&lt;br /&gt;• People walk everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;• The toilets are very high-tech. There are buttons just to lift and lower the seat in addition to other buttons that I can only imagine what they do.&lt;br /&gt;• The food is very different, particularly the breakfast I had the first day..the eggs tasted like fish.&lt;br /&gt;• TV is very entertaining and everyone seems very happy and energetic, on TV.&lt;br /&gt;• This is the most hospitable place I've ever been too. Everyone makes sure I am taken care of, food, questions, transpiration, sight seeing, work supplies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;• Everyone is very polite.&lt;br /&gt;• I've only been in meetings with men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting I am here on business as I am enjoying myself so much. Friday will be the first excursion to Tokyo so I will be curious to see how that compares to Yokahama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful to be here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8986317793116498800?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8986317793116498800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8986317793116498800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8986317793116498800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8986317793116498800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/goal-complete-visit-another-country.html' title='Goal Complete: Visit Another Country'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-8uvTaG5eE/Tco4g5ANJtI/AAAAAAAABNk/WUtwGZLHuPA/s72-c/IMG_1195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3551730383736640485</id><published>2011-05-10T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T17:55:12.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2RSJbGVvRs/Tcnd4KDTwcI/AAAAAAAABNU/uy69v_1-xaI/s1600/photo%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2RSJbGVvRs/Tcnd4KDTwcI/AAAAAAAABNU/uy69v_1-xaI/s320/photo%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605255168079937986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here I am, sitting in the Chicago International airport on my 6th Mother's Day, waiting to board a plane for the first time to Tokyo, Japan. Can't say I ever planned on realistically heading to Asia, especially on my own, and it's never been at the top of my list for places to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning has been a smooth one so far. I was up before 6, in the shower and still packing. The boys trickled up/down into the living room all before 6:30. We were out the door a little after 7. They dropped me off at the Madison airport (so glad I didn't have to drive to Milwaukee) and it was an easy check-in. AA surprisingly didn't charge to check my bag, but I suppose if you're paying that much for a flight maybe it's a perk? It was a 30 minutes flight over to Chicago where I now sit for the next 3 hours before boarding the Narita plane. It's always quite the walk from terminal to terminal here, and today was no exception. I took my time doing it this go around, and also stopped to exchange currency. $150 got me 10,000 Yen. I'm a little worried at how far that will get me. But all I really need for the next few days or so is a few meals and a bus ticket from Narita to Shin Yokohama Station. This flight leaves at 1:30 pm and I will arrive in Tokyo at 4:15 pm on Monday afternoon, then a 2-hour bus ride to the station. Thankfully someone from the office is supposed to meet me there to get me to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling I have right now takes me back to a few other travel "firsts". My first flight by myself to California, my first international flight to Italy and my first culture shock in Paris with Keith. All "life-changing" events, and I'm sure this one will be no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to grab my last American meal for 10 days, and soak in the comfort of "home".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3551730383736640485?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3551730383736640485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3551730383736640485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3551730383736640485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3551730383736640485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-here-i-am-sitting-in-chicago.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2RSJbGVvRs/Tcnd4KDTwcI/AAAAAAAABNU/uy69v_1-xaI/s72-c/photo%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2807819509288973364</id><published>2011-04-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:47:44.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids in the rotunda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overture center'/><title type='text'>Kids in the Rotunda Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewzwubTXw/TaJnZ98b3JI/AAAAAAAABNM/4EcibBMLCQQ/s1600/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewzwubTXw/TaJnZ98b3JI/AAAAAAAABNM/4EcibBMLCQQ/s320/photo-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594147382970014866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each Saturday the Overture Center has a series called "Kids in the Rotunda" which are FREE artistic programs designed for children and families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in March Keith and I took the boys for the first time and we were very impressed. We saw Clare Norelle, who performed multicultural songs and stories. She was great up on stage and Kolbe was really interested and participated along with the other kids. Nick and Erik were a little distracted, and didn't want to sit through all of it. We had to bribe them with cheetoes to get a little more time in. I think it would have helped if we hadn't gotten there quite so early, but you know me, that's tough to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll definitely try it again, but it's much better for Nick and Kolbe for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2807819509288973364?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2807819509288973364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2807819509288973364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2807819509288973364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2807819509288973364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids-in-rotunda-series.html' title='Kids in the Rotunda Series'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewzwubTXw/TaJnZ98b3JI/AAAAAAAABNM/4EcibBMLCQQ/s72-c/photo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-9115121142241425881</id><published>2011-04-09T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:14:41.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anticipation'/><title type='text'>I Can't Wait Until...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tEdItXMntzM/TaE40KNBMlI/AAAAAAAABNE/LRETTP8opZQ/s1600/1286293487-920-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tEdItXMntzM/TaE40KNBMlI/AAAAAAAABNE/LRETTP8opZQ/s320/1286293487-920-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593814680914178642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the weekend...my next paycheck...sleeping in...eating chocolate...seeing the boys...going out with a friend...watching a TV show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could flood pages with things that run through my head that start with "I can't wait until..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are most people like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes it really hard to "live in the moment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith has been out of town and I took a couple of days off to stay home with the boys. I had been looking forward to it because it seems like I have been working a lot and not completely "engaged" at home. As much as I have been looking forward to it I struggle with really focusing on them, or on anything, for any real length of time. I always have something else running through my head...from cleaning, bills, getting to the store, work, sleeping, what to do after they go to bed, next weekend, when Keith gets home...anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be thinking about the next things to look forward to when I haven't even finished the last thing I was looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose most people have a million thoughts in any given moment. I have had a few instances the last 2 days where I've been able to really take something in and savor it. Tonight when I laid Erik down (which I do most nights and do the same routine with him) I took some time to just sit there and hold him, stare at him, laugh with him and not think about anything else at all. Everything was about him and me and that special time. I remember how he smelled (because I had just given him a bath earlier and wondered how in the world can this precious boy already smell like feet?) I remember what he was wearing, his smile, his sounds and I really enjoyed it-more than I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other thoughts filling my head...no "I can't wait until he falls asleep so I can get up". It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to have more times like that, except for the occasional "I can't wait to blog about this..."!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-9115121142241425881?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/9115121142241425881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=9115121142241425881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9115121142241425881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9115121142241425881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-wait-until.html' title='I Can&apos;t Wait Until...'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tEdItXMntzM/TaE40KNBMlI/AAAAAAAABNE/LRETTP8opZQ/s72-c/1286293487-920-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5481283057082429264</id><published>2011-04-08T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:42:10.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madison family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dallas'/><title type='text'>Dallas Family Visits!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KQWSM1UZ7o/TZ9E262KwBI/AAAAAAAABM8/yxOmOOTWZK4/s1600/IMG_2181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KQWSM1UZ7o/TZ9E262KwBI/AAAAAAAABM8/yxOmOOTWZK4/s320/IMG_2181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593264972517523474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spring Break in Dallas took place the middle of March, so my grandparents, Mom, sister and cousin came up to visit. I know they were really excited to leave the warmth of Texas for the icy cold wind! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time! They arrived Sunday afternoon and we had a good home-cooked meal and relaxed for the night. We spent the next 4 days exploring Madison. The Cave of the Mounds, Ella's Diner, the Veterans Museum, the casino and lots of thrift shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family finally got to see the Lands' End campus too. We walked around and shopped in the employee store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping was comfortable and there was plenty of room for everyone. I know Kolbe was super excited that my sister was here to play! When they got up to head out on the last day I was sad to see them leave, but happy to not be cooking for 10 people anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to convince them to come up for Spring Break 2012! Just one step down from Miami Beach, you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5481283057082429264?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5481283057082429264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5481283057082429264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5481283057082429264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5481283057082429264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/04/dallas-family-visits.html' title='Dallas Family Visits!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KQWSM1UZ7o/TZ9E262KwBI/AAAAAAAABM8/yxOmOOTWZK4/s72-c/IMG_2181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3881831777921081726</id><published>2011-04-04T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:29:22.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liliana&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german restaurant and bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cajun food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night out'/><title type='text'>Review: Liliana's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdTwvaX5pq0/TZqMNKZnWiI/AAAAAAAABM0/P3CI60JlKdI/s1600/lilianas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdTwvaX5pq0/TZqMNKZnWiI/AAAAAAAABM0/P3CI60JlKdI/s320/lilianas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591936045091871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Long time, no type. My ex-work husband sent me a note driven by the longing for my blog posts, so now it's catch-up time! Can't disappoint the EX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lilianasrestaurant.com/"&gt;Liliana's!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago Keith and I met up with our "new" friends, Jodi and Randy, to try a new place in the area. It was three of my all-time favorite things to do: hang out with friends, get a date night with Keith and try and new restaurant! This outing satisfied all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed with the place. It's a semi-fine dining with a New Orleans style and flavor. The atmosphere was nice, and there was live music playing with a  nice jazzy sound to it. We all split some appetizers and Keith and I split a meal. If I were still a young woman in my prime I'd remember what we had, but sorely I only remember the flavor being nice and spicy. I wasn't able to eat a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company and conversation was superb and we hope to be able to have a night out like that with good friends again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etouffe excellence!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3881831777921081726?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3881831777921081726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3881831777921081726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3881831777921081726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3881831777921081726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/04/review-lilianas.html' title='Review: Liliana&apos;s'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdTwvaX5pq0/TZqMNKZnWiI/AAAAAAAABM0/P3CI60JlKdI/s72-c/lilianas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5772434874855856806</id><published>2011-02-23T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T14:23:47.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erik'/><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Erik!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RO6_AylLVQ/TWWI07NtotI/AAAAAAAABMs/Fx1OoaFadcI/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RO6_AylLVQ/TWWI07NtotI/AAAAAAAABMs/Fx1OoaFadcI/s320/IMG_2107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577014156398011090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's been 2 years (that's what most parents say as their little ones get older, right)? It's true, but I'm more dumbfounded by the fact that Keith and I have survived the last 2 years being outnumbered by 3 boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Erik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided since Erik's birthday was on a Wednesday we would celebrate his birthday the Sunday before. We had plans to head over to Chuckee Cheese, play some games and head back home for presents and cake. Julie and Jamie were going to join us for the festivities!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh oh. Here comes the snow and ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started coming down really heavy that morning, so after JJ made it about 10 minutes towards our house from Pewaukee they had to turn around and go home. We had to explain to Erik that their safety came before him. He was so upset. (No, not really, but we missed them anyways).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to still head over to Chuck's and brave the ice. Mostly because we were set to have a date night later that evening and it didn't seem right to not venture out for that but turn around 6 hours later and go out just the 2 of us (see ya)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun. Came back home and enjoyed the ugly yet scrumptious cake I made. Opened presents. Had a couple meltdowns (Erik, not me). Took naps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very thankful for the last 2 years and I enjoy watching Erik grow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Baby Erik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5772434874855856806?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5772434874855856806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5772434874855856806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5772434874855856806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5772434874855856806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-2nd-birthday-erik.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Erik!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RO6_AylLVQ/TWWI07NtotI/AAAAAAAABMs/Fx1OoaFadcI/s72-c/IMG_2107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-283025958468496601</id><published>2011-02-23T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:50:51.151-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful for health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyst gone'/><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iT9A0T85b0/TWWBKqzHmaI/AAAAAAAABMk/eaPwBp2R7uo/s1600/Doctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iT9A0T85b0/TWWBKqzHmaI/AAAAAAAABMk/eaPwBp2R7uo/s320/Doctor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577005733855599010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3 months, 2 ultrasounds, 1 cat scan and countless doctor visits later, today is the first time I feel relief in awhile. Oh, don't forget the approximate $1500 I owe out of pocket too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I got the results from my last ultrasound and my cyst is GONE!! I was hoping for it to be smaller, and then next steps would be another follow-up in 6-weeks until it eventually went away. Thankfully it went away  during this round and I don't need to do the ovarian cancer test that the doctor was suggesting 6 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huge sigh of relief here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I receive a "clean bill of health" it definitely makes me stop and think about the fortunate things in my life. Health should be #1 and it's something that most often I take for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just this morning I saw someone pushing a child in a wheelchair to school. Think about what it's like to take care of someone in a wheelchair (I can't imagine) and then get out there and walk in the freezing cold, snow and icy streets. Who am I to complain about having to get my kids dressed and myself for the winter and get them out the door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on the way to work I saw an elderly man who drove to his mailbox to get the mail. It makes sense with how far away it was from the farm house, and having to walk across the ice in the driveway. It seems like a petty thing when I complain about running out in the front in the cold to grab the mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are countless times around town that I see people standing out in the nasty weather waiting at the bus stop. Mothers with their kids in strollers, elderly people carrying bags of groceries; as I drive by in my warm and comfortable car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today is one of those days where I am thankful I can walk, have a car, warm clothes, kids to take care of…and most of all…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEALTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-283025958468496601?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/283025958468496601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=283025958468496601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/283025958468496601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/283025958468496601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iT9A0T85b0/TWWBKqzHmaI/AAAAAAAABMk/eaPwBp2R7uo/s72-c/Doctor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7359057471959075791</id><published>2011-02-17T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:41:28.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ollie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visiting wi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Jill &amp; Ollie Visit WI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECzC13lhIiA/TV1rtvuP9PI/AAAAAAAABMc/CNJYjEDnZv0/s1600/cave-0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECzC13lhIiA/TV1rtvuP9PI/AAAAAAAABMc/CNJYjEDnZv0/s320/cave-0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574730347403277554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is late. Jill and Ollie came to visit about 2 months ago right before Christmas. We had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They flew into Milwaukee on Friday so Kolbe and I went out to get them from the airport. We came back home and let the boys play for a few hours out in the snow, hung out around the house, and then dropped the boys off at the gym (Parents Night Out) for a few hours so Jill and I could grab some dinner and catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great meal at Villa Dolce (my fav)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the weekend we squeezed a lot in. Taking the boys to the Caves, sledding on the hill, walking on the ice, eating at Ella's Diner and driving over an hour to get to the Train Barn! The boys spent a lot of time outside, making cupcakes and watching movies and I think they had fun hanging out together. I can't believe Jill and Ollie took the time to come out and stay with us. I know it must have been hard with all 3 of our loud and crazy boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great best friend I have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a lot of times I watched Kolbe and Ollie and definitely wished they lived closer to each other to play more often. Jill and I were the exact same age they are right now when we met and started a friendship, and I think it's really neat that now our kids are able to play together and share experiences!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't ask for anything better than that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jill and Ollie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7359057471959075791?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7359057471959075791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7359057471959075791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7359057471959075791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7359057471959075791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/jill-ollie-visit-wi.html' title='Jill &amp; Ollie Visit WI'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECzC13lhIiA/TV1rtvuP9PI/AAAAAAAABMc/CNJYjEDnZv0/s72-c/cave-0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4386909869361257084</id><published>2011-02-16T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:12:46.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting older'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='older'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYtq3H-FLgs/TVxMfZlNUzI/AAAAAAAABMU/iTucMNt8wpc/s1600/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYtq3H-FLgs/TVxMfZlNUzI/AAAAAAAABMU/iTucMNt8wpc/s320/change.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574414541104436018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, I was going to title this post "Old Age", but it's not necessarily old age I'm experiencing, it's more just a grouping of "changes" that I've noticed over the last several months that I should just accept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I absolutely loathe the mall. Everything about it. The amount of people packed into a single space, the people standing around waiting for you to buy, the play area, the food court, the sounds, the mall walkers. All of it. I remember LOVING the mall. I could spend hours and hours walking around shopping, having lunch, seeing movies and just hanging out with friends. Now if I have to go I rush in to get what I need and leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I'm addicted to thrift shops. 25 years ago my grandmother used to drag me around to flea markets and garage sales. They were tolerable, but it wasn't the greatest thing in the world. When I started being able to drive on my own I never went back. But now, in the last year especially, I find myself going every single weekend. (So does my Mom and Grandmother). I like looking for stuff for the kids, clothes that would fit into my wardrobe and anything that I don't want to spend full price on. I'm also determined to find a hidden treasure where I can turn around and sell it for gobs of money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I refuse to watch anything on MTV anymore. No more Road Rules, Teen Mom, Real World and whatever else they're playing now - it's sure not music videos! I can't tolerate watching teens and young adults and all the drama. I feel like I can't really relate to that age group anymore, and it's definitely not something I idolize to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) My taste in clothes has changed. Or should I say, what I CAN wear has changed. I can't say I've always been the most fashion-forward dresser. I think I have an eye for what looks nice and what doesn't, but replicating a look is not my forté. Now, I look at clothes in the store and find myself picking things that are a style shift from where I was even 5 years ago. No more sleeveless shirts, no more short shorts, nothing even remotely close to a "club" outfit will be seen on this body anytime in the near future, or ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a moment of reflection on these, I sound old. That's my personal opinion about my own process of aging, and not so much what society constitutes as "old".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm just getting there in my head sooner than I'd like, or maybe I'm just going through "changes"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4386909869361257084?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4386909869361257084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4386909869361257084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4386909869361257084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4386909869361257084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYtq3H-FLgs/TVxMfZlNUzI/AAAAAAAABMU/iTucMNt8wpc/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2741990890740445910</id><published>2011-02-15T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:34:16.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family outing'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Take the Boys Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTcNeKiwfY/TVtTqN8RoaI/AAAAAAAABMM/tR1PIDekLhM/s1600/nick_bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTcNeKiwfY/TVtTqN8RoaI/AAAAAAAABMM/tR1PIDekLhM/s320/nick_bowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574140948563206562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2741990890740445910?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2741990890740445910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2741990890740445910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2741990890740445910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2741990890740445910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/goal-complete-take-boys-bowling.html' title='Goal Complete: Take the Boys Bowling'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTcNeKiwfY/TVtTqN8RoaI/AAAAAAAABMM/tR1PIDekLhM/s72-c/nick_bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8014308029838570293</id><published>2011-02-15T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:34:34.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids reward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility chart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rewards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melissa and doug'/><title type='text'>New Reward System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRTZ3qwqIuY/TVrG9ds5HUI/AAAAAAAABME/W_DYqQOtfrw/s1600/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRTZ3qwqIuY/TVrG9ds5HUI/AAAAAAAABME/W_DYqQOtfrw/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573986248071650626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith and I have been doing a reward system with the boys ever since Kolbe put his first dish in the dishwasher about 4 years ago. I quickly drew up a star chart and decided that one dish constituted a completion of a "chore".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The star charts were quite a success, but we got bored of it and decided to switch to marble jars. By this time Nick was old enough so I'd say we've been doing the marble thing about 2 years now. Rewarding good behavior by giving marbles and taking them away for bad behavior. Once full they get a reward (toy). This system works great, but the older they get the more they challenge us and push the limits so we (meaning I) decided it's time for another change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been eyeing these charts for at least 6 months now, always saying "no" in my head due to the cost. I definitely didn't want to have buyers remorse over something that wasn't a super cute article of clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this weekend I gave in and bought 2 of them. One for Kolbe and one for Nick…we'll get one for Erik when he's a bit older and when we're $20 richer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say, we're only on Day #3 but this chart is WORKING! Our boys are really responding to it. Admittedly, it does take a lot more time and effort. We had to sit down with them and explain how it was going to work and choose the items they needed to work on for the week: things like not whining, getting dressed, brushing their teeth, etc. Then we explained how if they do those things (5 times for each in a week) then they can pick an item from their list (getting ice cream, eating at Ella's, $5 or going to Chuckee Cheese, etc). We really have to pay attention a lot more to their actions and interact with the chart more which holds us all more accountable. It makes me stay on top of my game too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told the boys I would lay out their clothes for them each night so they were ready to go and hanging on a shelf in their closet. Well both mornings this week I've heard Kolbe jump out of bed, get himself dressed and go downstairs. When I get down there he's completely ready and tells me "I'm all grown up and dressed on my own, so I can get my reward!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might be in the honeymoon phase of the chart but that's OK with me!! I HIGHLY recommend the Melissa and Doug charts!! Glad I coughed up the dough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8014308029838570293?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8014308029838570293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8014308029838570293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8014308029838570293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8014308029838570293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-reward-system.html' title='New Reward System'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRTZ3qwqIuY/TVrG9ds5HUI/AAAAAAAABME/W_DYqQOtfrw/s72-c/IMG_2055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6119935501524613202</id><published>2011-02-14T13:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:29:14.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Happy Love Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCQG4skB-lo/TVmeivlgEjI/AAAAAAAABL8/KeLRhtWaEAo/s1600/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCQG4skB-lo/TVmeivlgEjI/AAAAAAAABL8/KeLRhtWaEAo/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573660333574197810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember being in elementary school and celebrating Valentine's Day? I wonder if kids now have that same nostalgia? Having brown paper bags at your desk, wondering who I would get a Valentine from. How many would I get? Would I get more than most people in the class and would I get one from the boy I had a crush on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was hand-made and everything was a big deal. It definitely wasn't a mass production of Spongebob cards the size of a credit card back in 1985.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those were the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Valentine's Day really isn't a holiday I think too much about. I like chocolate, that's the best part. I think my excitement over it all ended when my 20's ended. Now I live through my kids. And as my procrastinating side and parental side merged I ended up working on stuff this weekend and somewhat enjoying it. 38% chore and 62% fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought strawberries and marshmallows into work that were dipped in chocolate. Those were fun to make. Helped Nickolas and Kolbe get their cards ready for school (Spongebob and kittens). And Keith made rice crispy treats for 3 classes at his school. And we bought chocolates for all the boys' teachers. Now if I were a SuperMom we would have sat all weekend and created hand-made cards like in the "good 'ol days". But I'm no SuperMom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to seeing what the boys bring home, and going through the cards (aka seeing Barbie, Spongebob, and whatever other trendy characters are out there). I'm also looking forward to seeing if they brought home…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Love Day Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6119935501524613202?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6119935501524613202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6119935501524613202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6119935501524613202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6119935501524613202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-love-day.html' title='Happy Love Day!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCQG4skB-lo/TVmeivlgEjI/AAAAAAAABL8/KeLRhtWaEAo/s72-c/IMG_2059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6041526012864027174</id><published>2010-12-30T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:29:42.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family picture'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Get a Family Pic Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRzOaQ7DxHI/AAAAAAAABLs/TedX6Odwpmo/s1600/muellerfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRzOaQ7DxHI/AAAAAAAABLs/TedX6Odwpmo/s320/muellerfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556542990882948210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I did do a little research on photographers in Wisconsin and some different family photography options, we ultimately ended up propping the digital camera on a stool in the back yard and crossing our fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm just too cheap to shell out the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only requirements: had to be done in the snow, and it had to have all 5 of us in it (Those requirements are in no particular order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had originally tried the picture at the top of the hill behind our house. The lighting wasn't great but I was so eager to just get it done that after we took just a couple I looked at it on the LCD screen and said "DONE". Luckily, Keith said why don't we try a few more on the other side of the trees, and we did. I'm SO thankful because the other ones that I was previously satisfied with were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up using this for our Christmas card and I think it's really good. The boys aren't screaming, it's in the snow and we actually look like we all get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6041526012864027174?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6041526012864027174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6041526012864027174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6041526012864027174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6041526012864027174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/goal-complete-get-family-pic-done.html' title='Goal Complete: Get a Family Pic Done'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRzOaQ7DxHI/AAAAAAAABLs/TedX6Odwpmo/s72-c/muellerfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4572057526997700809</id><published>2010-12-29T15:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T15:03:22.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german restaurant and bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essen haus'/><title type='text'>Essen Haus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRu-HyywlHI/AAAAAAAABLk/7_PKU9i3teo/s1600/essen-haus-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRu-HyywlHI/AAAAAAAABLk/7_PKU9i3teo/s320/essen-haus-sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556243606394672242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith and I have driven by "The Essen Haus" at least a handful of times, and each time he is really adamant that he wants to try it! SO, on Sunday night when we had our date night I surprised him by heading that way and checking it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I expected something similar to "The Bavarian Grill" in Plano. German decor, loud music and lots and lots of lederhosen. "The Essen Haus" had 2 of those things (no live bands on Sunday nights).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were impressed with the setup and there was a large bar area (of course-Germany is known for a beer or 2, right?). Lots of little details and the menu really was authentic food with a few additional options. We were both super excited when they brought out PRETZELS instead of bread. Awesome! They also brought out rye bread during the meal. The place fell one notch down on my soda ladder seeing as they didn't have Dr.P…but then again, most places up here don't. I settled for a Sierra Mist (Oh if I must).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what Keith ordered but it ended up looking like an entire animal's leg severed and laying on a plate. I went safe and ordered grilled shrimp and potatoes and it was SO good! Keith said his was OK (after it kicked him in the face), but we both agreed it's a place we would go to again. We think Keith's parents would especially enjoy it. Seems like a good family place (minus the beer), and if the kids got loud it would be OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great place! Two animal legs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4572057526997700809?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4572057526997700809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4572057526997700809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4572057526997700809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4572057526997700809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/essen-haus.html' title='Essen Haus'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRu-HyywlHI/AAAAAAAABLk/7_PKU9i3teo/s72-c/essen-haus-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1149901994406088203</id><published>2010-12-24T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:08:03.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa at the mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa'/><title type='text'>What Makes a Successful Santa Visit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV6NdrWQ9I/AAAAAAAABLY/dvZdkCsBZ_k/s1600/muellerboys_santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV6NdrWQ9I/AAAAAAAABLY/dvZdkCsBZ_k/s320/muellerboys_santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554480087154705362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this instance I think it's the fact that we went with 3 kids and returned home with 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it wasn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see Santa was something I had been putting off. Up until this year my Mom and I had a tradition of her taking a Friday off work and helping me to take all the boys to see Santa. So I was kind of bummed that we weren't able to do that this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One weekend Lands' End was having a free breakfast and the chance to see Santa. I had signed us up for 9am on a Saturday, and of course when the time came I didn't want to load everyone up that early and drive out to Dodgeville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is the last week before Christmas and we had to brave the mall one night. I wanted to get in and get out as quickly as possible. We got there and Santa was on break (I guess even Santa needs to pee), so we got in line and waited. It wasn't that long of a wait, I'd guess about 20 minutes. I brought a stash of marshmallows as bribery and only had to use them for about the last 5 with Erik. When we got up to Santa I didn't really think there would be a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one addressed us...not even Santa. There was a lady taking the pictures, a man taking the money and of course...Santa. We just had the boys climb up and Keith tried to put Erik down and he wasn't having any of it. I told the girl to take the picture even with him crying. Nick was good but more interested in the sock he was holding that he made that day. And Kolbe wanted to walk Santa through all the train magazines he brought. Santa listened to him surprisingly, and then said "Good luck with that". Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we took them of course, and we have the picture to prove it. I'm glad Santa is pulling through and getting the train Kolbe wanted...that is going to make the trip all worth it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1149901994406088203?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1149901994406088203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1149901994406088203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1149901994406088203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1149901994406088203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-makes-successful-santa-visit.html' title='What Makes a Successful Santa Visit?'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV6NdrWQ9I/AAAAAAAABLY/dvZdkCsBZ_k/s72-c/muellerboys_santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2943112746795533036</id><published>2010-12-24T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:49:48.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Mom's Visit to Madison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV1FBI4_7I/AAAAAAAABLQ/j4ErQS6MoJc/s1600/mom_nicolle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV1FBI4_7I/AAAAAAAABLQ/j4ErQS6MoJc/s320/mom_nicolle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554474444496895922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago my Mom and youngest sister (Taylor,9) came up to visit for 3 days and we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came in on Friday morning and I drove out to MKE to pick them up. We went and got Kolbe out of school early and spent the day running around. Lunch at Chuckee Cheese, the thrift shop, Target, Toys R' Us and then back to the house for a little relaxing. Friday night Taylor and Kolbe went to the gym for Parents' Night Out. My Mom was able to spend some time with Nick and Erik that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we were thrilled to wake up to the first snowfall of the month! How exciting!! What we were not thrilled about was how to get out of the driveway that morning to had out to Mt. Horeb to go to the caves. We made it there anyways just in time for the tour. Afterwards, I was able to provide entertainment for them since I couldn't get out of the parking lot and had to get towed in the snow! Within a couple hours we had the car in the shop for new tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we had JJ over for dinner and had so much fun. My Mom and Julie were able to catch up after not seeing each other for at least 5 years. Then at about 10 that night my Mom and I went to the casino. Reminded me of when we went to Shreveport for my 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we went over to eat at Ella's Diner, spent a lot of time on the sledding hill and then headed back out to the airport. The weekend went back way too fast, but I'm SO glad they were able to come visit and see the house and the area. I'm also proud of my Mom for flying because she is never thrilled with being in a plane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss them already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2943112746795533036?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2943112746795533036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2943112746795533036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2943112746795533036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2943112746795533036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/moms-visit-to-madison.html' title='Mom&apos;s Visit to Madison'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TRV1FBI4_7I/AAAAAAAABLQ/j4ErQS6MoJc/s72-c/mom_nicolle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7642052912665505287</id><published>2010-12-14T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T08:08:51.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow in Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQeRnmbI48I/AAAAAAAABLI/kzrU9SpLvFg/s1600/IMG_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQeRnmbI48I/AAAAAAAABLI/kzrU9SpLvFg/s320/IMG_1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550565175272727490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first winter in the Midwest has just begun, with our second weekend of SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this goes on through March? I'm used to pulling out shorts and t-shirts by that time every year. Shoot, sometimes it's possible to wear shorts in December in Dallas and not even have to wait until then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a Texas girl's random learnings after a mere 9 days into the winter wonderland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Sometimes you need to snowplow 2-3 times each day just to keep the snow out of your driveway, sidewalks and away from the mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You really can feel a difference between 20 degrees and 2 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 6-year olds must have some additional layer of skin that repels cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It feels like it takes 2 hours to get 3 pairs of snow boots, 3 pairs of snow pants, 3 hats, 3 pairs of gloves and 3 jackets on 3 kids. Just to turn around and do it again over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I find myself drinking less so I don't have to pee as much, because it's too cold to remove any article of clothing for any length of time, no matter how quick it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Almost everyone has a story about sliding off the road into a ditch, it's just something that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I still haven't mastered getting out of the driveway and have to go the opposite direction just to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When I get home I just slide into the garage. It's actually kind of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7642052912665505287?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7642052912665505287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7642052912665505287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7642052912665505287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7642052912665505287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQeRnmbI48I/AAAAAAAABLI/kzrU9SpLvFg/s72-c/IMG_1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7223042051478593890</id><published>2010-12-08T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:34:23.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyst'/><title type='text'>Hello St. Mary, Goodbye Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQBsQxMwtjI/AAAAAAAABLA/b-3z-qLK8qg/s1600/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQBsQxMwtjI/AAAAAAAABLA/b-3z-qLK8qg/s320/hospital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548553776261019186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Well, you're no spring chicken"-Keith Mueller to his wife Nicolle after sledding down the snow hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday afternoon, and Kolbe and I had just come back from dropping my Mom and sister off at the airport. There was about 45 minutes left of daylight and Kolbe wanted to go back to the hill to sled, and I wanted to go too! We went over and started trekking up to the very top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolbe makes it down just fine, he actually slows down in a few spots. I get on the disc and go bolting down. I have no idea how fast but my legs are out straight and I end up getting turned around to where my back is facing downward...several seconds later at the bottom of the hill...SLAM...my back runs right into Kolbe who is still laying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit him...hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's crying, and it took the wind out of me. I get up and help him and after a couple minutes he wants to go back and try again. We go one more time and it takes about 5 minutes. By the time I get down the hill again I get up and can't even stand all the way up...ouch. Pain in my lower pelvic area that I can't even describe. I barely made the walk home. I laid down the rest of the night in a lot of pain, but it was tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Monday I was doing OK and went into work just like normal. Still not able to stand up straight and assuming this is all from the sledding run-in, but my back didn't hurt at all. I was really tired, and slept about 11 hours the night before and was still exhausted. I took it easy Monday night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Tuesday morning I went into work already feeling "off". My skin was hot but I couldn't get warm. I had a headache, no appetite, my stomach was still hurting and once again I was exhausted after 10 hours of sleep. I made an appointment to see the LE doctor on-site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over there at 2:00 thinking they would confirm it was from running into Kolbe and that I just needed to rest and get over it. Not the case. They took a urine sample, did blood work, did an exam and he was worried. I also had a fever of 104. He thought it may be my appendix and that the sledding incident was merely coincidental. He wanted me to head into Madison for a cat scan to get everything checked out. I drank what seemed like a gallon of barium and headed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and the boys met me over there and only stayed for a bit. It was sweet of him to stop in and see what was going on. We're definitely not used to problems like this without family around. I'm not one of those people who likes to be sitting around waiting by myself, but it was not easy for the boys to be there so Keith took them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did the cat scan with an IV in to run more fluid through. It only took about 45 minutes to get the results. Good news-appendix was OK and no surgery needed to remove it! That's what I thought because I was having pain on both sides. So...what was the diagnosis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CYST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor found a 3" cyst on my right ovary that was bleeding. It was bleeding down into the pelvic area as well-which is what was causing pain on both sides. Treatment: lots of R&amp;amp;R, no lifting the boys, pain meds and Tylenol for the fever (the fever stumped him). He's going to monitor it very closely. There's a small chance of a hemorrhage-but it's very unlikely. I asked him whether or not the sledding accident triggered it and he couldn't rule it out. Obviously the cyst was there, but I think it wouldn't have just started bleeding on it's own. I feel very fortunate it was found and can now be monitored. I don't know how long it would have taken if this hadn't have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there is a good side to bad things that happen! I'm also thankful to know what it is now...and very thankful to the person who invented Vicadin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG thanks for my wonderful hubby for running ragged taking care of me and the boys. Also Kolbe set up a train to bring food to the guest bedroom downstairs eventhough he did tell me I needed to make the food to put on the train, it was still very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where are my drugs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7223042051478593890?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7223042051478593890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7223042051478593890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7223042051478593890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7223042051478593890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-st-mary-goodbye-pain.html' title='Hello St. Mary, Goodbye Pain'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TQBsQxMwtjI/AAAAAAAABLA/b-3z-qLK8qg/s72-c/hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3495019172158980708</id><published>2010-11-24T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:06:43.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corn maze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treinen Farm'/><title type='text'>Treinen Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbf873dbab634cb4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbf873dbab634cb4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2249699AC5FE73F4036E18EF3D63577F7D083D5E.736FB29CDDA337D1980E7B41CDFA4493EE985CC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbf873dbab634cb4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhwlRIVMlMdPQU41z8fyYy_pQ38E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbf873dbab634cb4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2249699AC5FE73F4036E18EF3D63577F7D083D5E.736FB29CDDA337D1980E7B41CDFA4493EE985CC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbf873dbab634cb4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhwlRIVMlMdPQU41z8fyYy_pQ38E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;A few weeks ago we took the boys over to a farm in Lodi (which I now know the "i" is pronounced like me, myself and I" not "eee" sounding). You know how I know this? Because people at work started laughing and pointing (well, maybe not pointing) when I said "Lodeeeee".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, people don't say "raviol-I", they say "ravio-leeeee".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidetracked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we really liked this farm. We got there too early because it was the time change weekend and the boys were up and ready to go so we made the drive out. We drove around for awhile until the opened and saw a cow giving birth! Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got to the farm no one was there (no other visitors), so we had the place to ourselves. They had a corn maze, a playground made from tires, so large bikes to ride around and the best part-the tunnel slides! Nick was scared to go and Keith took him down once and he was hooked! This was my favorite part, and if the weather weren't already ridiculously cold I would go back, but it will have to wait until spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treinenfarm.com/"&gt;We loved Treinen Farm!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3495019172158980708?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3495019172158980708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3495019172158980708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3495019172158980708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3495019172158980708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/11/treinen-farm.html' title='Treinen Farm'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7124164196854000152</id><published>2010-11-23T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:16:43.022-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trainfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milwaukee Trainfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas the train'/><title type='text'>TRAINFEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TOwu_RF14wI/AAAAAAAABK4/43s_NWcE9uc/s1600/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TOwu_RF14wI/AAAAAAAABK4/43s_NWcE9uc/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542856905840780034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a week and a half ago we drove out to Milwaukee and took the boys to TRAINFEST that was located at the indoor stadium at the state fair. It was SO much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got there about 10 in the morning and it was really cold. I'm so glad it wasn't outside 'cause the wind itself felt like it was burning my face. When we got in I realized I forgot the coupons and Keith was nice enough to run back out (hey, that was $8 saved)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with JJ (Julie and Jamie) and the boys were thrilled to see them. We were happy to see them too, and not just so they could help us keep up with the kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was impressed with the setup. They had a small train you could ride, and they had one that was right there on the ground so they could sit and watch it at their level. The rest was hard for Nick and Erik to see, and we had to pick them up a lot for a good view. They had people telling stories, lego building and of course lots of trains you could buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 2 hours we sat and had some lunch there and decided to call it quits. But over 2 hours with no meltdowns in such a crowded place was a happy and successful day in my book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought they would be pooped and sleep the whole way home. Nope. That was the only downfall. They were kind of cranky the rest of the day, but it was all worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will definitely be going to TRAINFEST again next year (which Kolbe has made sure to ask about already)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trainfest.com/"&gt;Milwaukee Trainfest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7124164196854000152?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7124164196854000152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7124164196854000152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7124164196854000152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7124164196854000152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/11/trainfest.html' title='TRAINFEST!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TOwu_RF14wI/AAAAAAAABK4/43s_NWcE9uc/s72-c/IMG_1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8436716491439876109</id><published>2010-11-09T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:58:18.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good ol days'/><title type='text'>The Good 'Ole Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TNnQ3sfTOKI/AAAAAAAABKw/YXYt1rFMmCY/s1600/muellers_94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TNnQ3sfTOKI/AAAAAAAABKw/YXYt1rFMmCY/s320/muellers_94.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537686872082561186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the first time I saw Keith, like it was yesterday. Our surroundings, what he was wearing, what I was wearing, his gestures, his smile. I can't believe next week will be 17 years since that time in my life. A life that feels like someone else's because I'm so far removed from it. As I sit on top of a pile of work in the office, screaming kids at home, parent/teacher conferences, homework, cooking, cleaning, working out, errands, and an occasional "hello" to Keith as we pass each other in the hallway, it's nice to take a moment to reminisce about…"the good 'ol days".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how back then I felt like things were so tough. Chanting "But Mom, you don't understand me!!!" Between school, a part-time job, extra-curricular activities, homework, friends…and of course a new boyfriend-where did the time go?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got news for you Nicolle, that was NOTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in amazement at how much our marriage and relationship has evolved after so many years. I've just recently learned and found comfort in the fact that wherever Keith and the boys are…that's home. Comfort is bliss. But bliss at 17 is that first kiss, the first touch on the small of my back, my car door being opened, a rose for every week of dating, staying up all night long and experiencing things for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Energy, youth, naivety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are now replaced with practicality, responsibility and knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a great thing to come this far in a relationship, but it's also important to take the time to go out and just TALK. I never knew it would be so hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a nanny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reality, it's all completely manageable. I wouldn't trade my life for anything and I am truly lucky for family, friends, my job and health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But every once in awhile, sometimes more often than not, I like to dream about playing hooky, hopping in a beat up 1984 Ford Escort and driving out to the middle of nowhere just "to talk". With Keith in his black leather jacket, the smell of Green Trident gum and his hair so long that it falls down in his face....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Good 'Ole Days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8436716491439876109?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8436716491439876109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8436716491439876109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8436716491439876109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8436716491439876109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-ole-days.html' title='The Good &apos;Ole Days'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TNnQ3sfTOKI/AAAAAAAABKw/YXYt1rFMmCY/s72-c/muellers_94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4679951727838650622</id><published>2010-11-01T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:35:04.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolbe birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuckee cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>I say Chuckee, You Say CHEESE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TM93dgM-93I/AAAAAAAABKo/GfUZ8uaA75w/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TM93dgM-93I/AAAAAAAABKo/GfUZ8uaA75w/s320/IMG_1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534773815805933426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kolbe's birthday party was Sunday morning and we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really worried about how many kids would show, and although we only had 2 of his friends come I thought Kolbe really enjoyed it and it certainly made it easier for us. We also had some family friends come in from Pewaukee which was a real lifesaver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fu Chee is Kolbe's good friend right now at school, so they were inseparable the whole time. We got to know his parents a little who live right near us and also have 3 other children (all under the age of 5)! And I thought we had our hands full! Fu Chee is super sweet and we are excited Kolbe has a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chuckee Cheese we had the party at impressed me. They were nice, organized and they had a lot of extras like the crown, ticket blaster and a great hostess. It was also really inexpensive-the least we've ever paid for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly missed our family and friends a lot, but think overall it's a party that Kolbe will remember! Happy 6th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4679951727838650622?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4679951727838650622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4679951727838650622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4679951727838650622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4679951727838650622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-say-chuckee-you-say-cheese.html' title='I say Chuckee, You Say CHEESE!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TM93dgM-93I/AAAAAAAABKo/GfUZ8uaA75w/s72-c/IMG_1276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6929045164674259397</id><published>2010-10-29T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:24:01.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolbe paul'/><title type='text'>Happy 6th Birthday Kolbe Paul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMsDAOA_yrI/AAAAAAAABKg/f4yuuqboe7c/s1600/kolbe_profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMsDAOA_yrI/AAAAAAAABKg/f4yuuqboe7c/s320/kolbe_profile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533519869451946674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember 10.29.04 like it was yesterday. It was one of the best days of our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6929045164674259397?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6929045164674259397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6929045164674259397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6929045164674259397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6929045164674259397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-6th-birthday-kolbe-paul.html' title='Happy 6th Birthday Kolbe Paul!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMsDAOA_yrI/AAAAAAAABKg/f4yuuqboe7c/s72-c/kolbe_profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1583039057613234160</id><published>2010-10-25T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:07:57.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7-day detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet detox'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Complete Body Detox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMX9zSXRYGI/AAAAAAAABKY/3YFQe_v6uxQ/s1600/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMX9zSXRYGI/AAAAAAAABKY/3YFQe_v6uxQ/s320/IMG_1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532106774839124066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so I finally attempted a body detox and I'm checking it off my list of things to do because I never want to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even go extreme here. I feel the body natural "detoxifies" (if you treat it right) and there's no need to "starve" yourself. So, I opted for an all raw fruit, veggie, whole grain and supplement plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0NAH/is_3_33/ai_104836632/?tag=content;col1"&gt;7-Day  Detox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like a lot of work. Eating things at certain times of the day (down to the hour) and eating very frequently. The order of items was also important. On the first day alone I could barely choke down the 4 cups of steamed veggies I had prepared (see pic). It was awful. And I don't despise veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 4th day I felt really good. I felt "lighter"...and I don't mean that in weight but more just a relative feeling about myself and I also didn't feel as tired. I could tell I was very hydrated as the detox also required 8 glasses of water a day in addition to broth and water with Vitamin C powder added. I was never hungry really. But at the same time, I felt very "deprived" of any tasteful food which was sparking a strong desire to splurge and eat junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be 7 days, and after day 4.... I ordered a pizza. I may have lost a couple of pounds (we don't keep a scale in the house), my jeans fit a little looser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experiment has shown me if I don't give in to little treats occasionally I'm going to have a lot of pent up cravings inside and go crazy. Detox is just not for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1583039057613234160?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1583039057613234160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1583039057613234160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1583039057613234160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1583039057613234160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/goal-complete-complete-body-detox.html' title='Goal Complete: Complete Body Detox'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TMX9zSXRYGI/AAAAAAAABKY/3YFQe_v6uxQ/s72-c/IMG_1209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2944702844936739549</id><published>2010-10-13T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:44:35.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishing goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Goals Complete for 10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLXRouQ0LEI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Qg6TvUAI2HU/s1600/demotivators_goals1715_16007005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLXRouQ0LEI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Qg6TvUAI2HU/s320/demotivators_goals1715_16007005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527554615210683458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year marks the 3rd year I have set GOALS online for myself, and the time range has ran for 13 months each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.08.08-&lt;a href="http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-to-do-list-deadline-here.html"&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09.09.09-&lt;a href="http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/09/goals-complete-090909.html"&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.10.10-BELOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one will now be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.11.11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations if you got it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of the goals I accomplished this past year, even if the checked off list is not a hefty one. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;GOALS COMPLETE&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Get a bicycle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Go see a parade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Have my little sister spend the night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Help my sister financially&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Meet my dad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Paint Kolbe's room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Paint Nickolas' room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Speak at a design conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Submit a white paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;√ Travel to midwestern state&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm the happiest about my dad of course. It's been an up and down process that's for sure. Speaking at WebVisions was an incredible experience, and I'm hoping to do it again next year. Also traveling to Wisconsin was at the top of my list-because that landed me at my new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now it's time to reassess the upcoming goals and get to work!&lt;br /&gt;Bring on 11.11.11!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2944702844936739549?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2944702844936739549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2944702844936739549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2944702844936739549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2944702844936739549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/goals-complete-for-101010.html' title='Goals Complete for 10.10.10'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLXRouQ0LEI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Qg6TvUAI2HU/s72-c/demotivators_goals1715_16007005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4962726405107718596</id><published>2010-10-12T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:06:25.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Chicago Marathon 10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLTNdA0sALI/AAAAAAAABKI/mIIkwG0ypqc/s1600/40912_865259461180_23903866_45397086_3089365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLTNdA0sALI/AAAAAAAABKI/mIIkwG0ypqc/s320/40912_865259461180_23903866_45397086_3089365_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527268541011329202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's get this message out and done with upfront:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very mixed emotions on 10.10.10, including disappointment, thankfulness, exhilaration and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this adventure all the way back as early as April, when my good friend Bethany said "Hey Nicolle! You should run the Chicago Marathon with me!" and I said "OK!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started formally training in June, and by formal I mean I followed a downloaded training plan put in place by the race. I didn't stick to it 100%. I'd say I stuck to it 62.5% of the time. Ya, that feels about right. I did eat pretty healthy, and I did some weight training as well. In looking back on it now, there's so much more I should have done. I accomplished quite a few long runs, but never made the 20 mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bus down to Chicago Saturday morning and made my way over to the hotel. Got settled in and met up with Stephen, Beth and Clay for our out of control carb dinner. &lt;a href="http://www.zalute.com/"&gt;Cafe Zalute&lt;/a&gt; met my expectations! Very good! We had fun and it was nice catching up! Keith drove in around 7 that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and at 'em at 3:45 in the morning! We met up at the train station- Keith, Bethany, Stephen, Laura and Beth's family. So nice to have a group to go with! Getting downtown was exciting…I'd always wanted to see Chicago. I saw a mix of styles-some buildings reminded me of Italy (the Metra signs) and some areas looked like any other downtown. I could have been in Seattle or Boston-couldn't really tell. But then along the waterfront at the START line, the distinguishing skyline was beautiful. Watching the sun come up in anticipation was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was energetic and fun. 45,000 people participating and 1.7 spectators. It took 35 minutes to even cross the START line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really good starting off. I felt like I prepared, hydrated, ate enough and stretched enough. The first couple of miles were easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mile #4…let me introduce you to my bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was my #1 mistake…I had to pee. I stopped at Mile 4 and went to the bathroom and the lines were too long but I couldn't hold it. It ate up 15 minutes of time, and I never caught up with my pace group after that. I was still doing good though. Saw Keith and friends around Mile 8 and I was OK. At around Mile 12 I was really feeling the pain in my lower back, and quite a bit in my abs which I usually don't have a problem with. I passed Keith again and was having doubts! At about Mile 14 or 15 the "Official Race Time" car passed me by and I was doing everything in my power to keep up with it. I thought if I could just stay with that car I can do it and sprint at the end to get ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Mile 16-17 I was walking quite a bit, and I tacked on an easy 30 minutes in time and the bottom of my feet felt like they were on fire and my left ankle was throbbing. I was chaffing under my arms and the vaseline wasn't helping at all. As I looked at my watch and hit the 5 hour mark at Mile 18 I just knew I wasn't going to finish in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had kind of mentally accepted it the last couple of miles and toggled back and forth in my head about it. Do I finish hours from now and received no metal and no qualification, or do I stop? I made the decision to stop and not push through the final 7.5 because at that time I felt like I couldn't even walk it-when in reality, can't we really do anything we put our mind to? I cried all the way to the aid station and joined the others who weren't able to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed and angry at myself, yet I was proud that I went as far as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was embarrassed to tell everyone I didn't make it, but people have been really supportive, and it's the best feeling knowing there were people there to do that. That really meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the experience. I learned a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PEE as many times as possible RIGHT BEFORE the race. Not an hour before the race! It will not go away once you start running!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I need to try more food options like GU for the run and I need to get a sport belt NOT a fanny pack (albeit fanny packs are cross functional and super cool).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Put vaseline on before starting for the chaffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Put chap stick on!! My lips were on fire when it was done. Between the sun, sweat and dirt it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No matter what, try and stay with the pace group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It doesn't matter what you look like, how much you weigh, or how tall you are in order to finish a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've never seen so many different types of people and situations-from people throwing up on the side of the road, to people saying prayers at every mile marker, to people juggling, it's a melting pot of craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- People are amazing and positive. All the support and kind words really are out there! People want to see other people succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I STILL WANT A MEDAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;363 days until Chicago 2011!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4962726405107718596?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4962726405107718596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4962726405107718596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4962726405107718596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4962726405107718596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/chicago-marathon-101010.html' title='Chicago Marathon 10.10.10'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TLTNdA0sALI/AAAAAAAABKI/mIIkwG0ypqc/s72-c/40912_865259461180_23903866_45397086_3089365_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6537437586389494766</id><published>2010-10-05T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:50:00.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riverside and Great Northern Railway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisconsin Dells train'/><title type='text'>Riverside and Great Northern Railway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TKuPFD2zp7I/AAAAAAAABKA/liaaCrNKZog/s1600/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TKuPFD2zp7I/AAAAAAAABKA/liaaCrNKZog/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524666684997347250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randgn.com/"&gt;Riverside and Great Northern Railway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks back we took the boys to ride a train up in the Dells. Warning: if you are looking for anything on a County Road and using a navigation system- DON'T TRUST IT! We got so turned around and ended up practically in the backyard of a mobile home on a gravel road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our bearings, and after driving dangerously over the speed limit (well, not too dangerously, we do have kids in the car people), we got to the train with about 5 minutes to spare before it took off. Just enough to get both the boys to use the bathroom and get our tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train itself was smaller than I thought, but the boys loved it. It was a 3 mile ride, and after half of it they stop and let everyone out and talk about the area, the train, etc. No interest from Nick or Erik, but Kolbe was very intrigued. He wanted to know how it worked and was really studying and concentrating on what the conductor was saying. He's my little engineer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees, lake and scenery were beautiful - and this really sparked Erik's interest! He's been making choo choo sounds and playing with them non-stop at home. Now we have a third enthusiast in the household!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6537437586389494766?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6537437586389494766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6537437586389494766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6537437586389494766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6537437586389494766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/10/riverside-and-great-northern-railway.html' title='Riverside and Great Northern Railway'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TKuPFD2zp7I/AAAAAAAABKA/liaaCrNKZog/s72-c/IMG_0983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7675475613762378402</id><published>2010-08-24T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:23:55.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden wedding anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oma and opa'/><title type='text'>Oma &amp; Opa's Golden Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THQqRGW5HpI/AAAAAAAABJw/G4WnH1EzgxU/s1600/Group,+50th+5.85MB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THQqRGW5HpI/AAAAAAAABJw/G4WnH1EzgxU/s320/Group,+50th+5.85MB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509074717433732754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations to Keith's parents for their upcoming 50th wedding anniversary on the 27th and their recent celebration around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way down to Texas at the end of July to celebrate with family and friends. I flew down with Baby Erik and Keith took the older boys and made a long drive out of it- stopping in places like Wichita to visit his brother, Branson, Missouri and other areas to explore caves, camp and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple of nights with my family and spent a lot of time visiting. Went to dinner with a group of friends, went to the dentist to finish the root canal work and even had lunch with my old Fossil friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time (it was a HOT time)! I do not miss the 100+ days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith had a rough time getting back home, including the car breaking down in Illinois and getting pulled over by a cop when he pulled off the road to try and find a bathroom for Kolbe. I felt so bad for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a few years from now when we can all make the drive. Erik is still too young (or shall I say my tolerance level is too short) for the long drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan on making our way back to Texas every summer with the whole gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, congratulations again to Oma &amp;amp; Opa and thank you for showing us a successful marriage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7675475613762378402?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7675475613762378402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7675475613762378402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7675475613762378402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7675475613762378402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/08/oma-opas-golden-anniversary.html' title='Oma &amp; Opa&apos;s Golden Anniversary'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THQqRGW5HpI/AAAAAAAABJw/G4WnH1EzgxU/s72-c/Group,+50th+5.85MB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3624365566260270409</id><published>2010-08-23T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:16:40.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Mustard Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national mustard museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mustard museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscar meyer'/><title type='text'>National Mustard Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THLW7Kj68nI/AAAAAAAABJo/7QE_J2lV834/s1600/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THLW7Kj68nI/AAAAAAAABJo/7QE_J2lV834/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508701606163182194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Several weeks ago, on a Saturday far, far away, Keith decided to go hang out with some friends for the day and leave me with the kids. So what do I decide to do with them…take them to the National Mustard Museum in downtown Middleton. I mean…it is National Mustard Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really the only reason I wanted to head over was because I read they were giving away free hot dogs. Who can pass up free hot dogs when you have 3 boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected a small, semi-quiet air-conditioned building with maybe a stand in the corner with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the whole area blocked off with bounce houses shaped like cheese, the huge Oscar Meyer-mobile, games, a stage with a concert going on (which all cost money). I decided since we drove all the way over and the boys needed to get out that we would brave the crowd. We made it far enough in for a picture with the hot dog and to get a free hotdog (which Kolbe dropped about 60 seconds after he got it loaded up). In all the chaos and in the middle of the meltdown he was having over this I told him to pick it up, dust it off and it'd be just fine. So he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Mustard Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3624365566260270409?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3624365566260270409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3624365566260270409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3624365566260270409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3624365566260270409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/08/national-mustard-day.html' title='National Mustard Day'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/THLW7Kj68nI/AAAAAAAABJo/7QE_J2lV834/s72-c/IMG_0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7974773867174989850</id><published>2010-08-09T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:21:49.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream WI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ella&apos;s Deli and Ice Cream Parlor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream in Madison'/><title type='text'>Ella's Deli &amp; Ice Cream Parlor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TGBi8G4jX2I/AAAAAAAABJg/VqBh5E02pWE/s1600/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TGBi8G4jX2I/AAAAAAAABJg/VqBh5E02pWE/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503507529426231138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ellas-deli.com/"&gt;Ella's Deli &amp;amp; Ice Cream Parlor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we were looking around for something inexpensive and located indoors to take the boys to on Sunday (since it was supposed to rain), and came across a link to Ella's Deli &amp;amp; Ice Cream Parlor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolbe and Nickolas both love ice cream, even though Nickolas can only get about 5 licks in before it's melted because he's so slow when he eats (that's a trait from me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to Ella's a little before lunch and pulling up we see the huge carousel outside that you can ride. We went inside and they asked us "how many" and we just went with the flow and sat down, but we really weren't anticipating staying to eat, we just wanted ice cream. After about the first 15 minutes of stress from the boys not wanting to sit and not knowing what to order we settled in and enjoyed it. The inside is very impressive and it kind of had a flavor of "Roadside America" in PA. The room is filled with toys, gadgets, themes and circus-type activities all around and hanging from the ceiling. Trains, carousels and acrobatics at a small, yet whimsical, scale. Lots of fun sounds, and even built-in activities in the tables. Our table had pens attached that you could use to move the magnets built inside-genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food ended up being excellent (I happen to love deli/diner type places) and I would definitely go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're looking forward to taking Keith's parents here when they are in town in a few weeks, and we know this is a place where the kids could have a meltdown and they would kind of just blend in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the people who work there have to be seriously underpaid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7974773867174989850?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7974773867174989850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7974773867174989850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7974773867174989850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7974773867174989850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/08/ellas-deli-ice-cream-parlor.html' title='Ella&apos;s Deli &amp; Ice Cream Parlor'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TGBi8G4jX2I/AAAAAAAABJg/VqBh5E02pWE/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2462200980436205157</id><published>2010-07-11T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:50:39.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisconsin parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmers Appreciation Parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famers parade'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Go See a Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDqI5tVh19I/AAAAAAAABJY/kNV33utMTAE/s1600/IMG_0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDqI5tVh19I/AAAAAAAABJY/kNV33utMTAE/s320/IMG_0459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492853220535556050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay for making it out to a parade!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we enjoyed a small-town Farmers Appreciation Day Parade in Dodgeville! Once again, I was unprepared, and didn't know where to go exactly or what to expect, but it worked out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there right before it started and found a great spot on the corner. The boys enjoyed the giant badger, the fire trucks, the music and most of all-the candy!! I didn't realize people would throw candy out to the crowd, and then I started thinking back and realized I don't think I've ever been to a parade that I wasn't IN! (Back in the good 'ol popular band days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the local feel. It wasn't hundred of thousands of people crammed into downtown Dallas with everyone sticking together like sardines. The boys behaved very well. I only had to correct Kolbe once when he said during the 23 second break in the parade that he was "bored" that he needed to be thankful we were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be fun to go again next year, and yes we are thankful for the Farmers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2462200980436205157?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2462200980436205157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2462200980436205157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2462200980436205157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2462200980436205157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/07/goal-complete-go-see-parade.html' title='Goal Complete: Go See a Parade'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDqI5tVh19I/AAAAAAAABJY/kNV33utMTAE/s72-c/IMG_0459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1415131388641163998</id><published>2010-07-06T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:40:55.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villa Dolce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner in Middleton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian restaurant in Middleton'/><title type='text'>Review: Villa Dolce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOisdn-UlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cpOGG2S1EsA/s1600/446600941_49b259fd21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOisdn-UlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cpOGG2S1EsA/s320/446600941_49b259fd21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490911255445000786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been about a month now, but I tried a quaint Italian/Gelato restaurant called Villa Dolce with a new friend from work one night- it was amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when old Victorian-style homes are converted and restored, and this is the case with this sit-down eatery. The pizza was one of the best I've had, and that's saying a lot as I have tried a LOT of pizza in my lifetime. We ordered the Prosciutto &amp;amp; Arugula and the Thai Chicken. Tack on a couple of cocktails, some gelato and good company and the evening is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone there once since then to pick up and order, and am dying to go back and take Keith sometime. I think he would like it, and it's the perfect place for a date night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1415131388641163998?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1415131388641163998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1415131388641163998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1415131388641163998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1415131388641163998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/07/eview-villa-dolce.html' title='Review: Villa Dolce'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOisdn-UlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cpOGG2S1EsA/s72-c/446600941_49b259fd21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2792336288981776338</id><published>2010-07-06T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:24:15.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becoming an adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult'/><title type='text'>Adulthood Welcomes Nicolle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOQ05W124I/AAAAAAAABJI/kBEJXqZP2Iw/s1600/tzun165l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOQ05W124I/AAAAAAAABJI/kBEJXqZP2Iw/s320/tzun165l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490891609118989186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to admit-I've relied heavily on my family, well…forever. Anything from seeking their approval on life-decisions, calling to find out how to make a certain recipe, or babysitting the boys. I have always had access to my grandparents, Mom, Aunt and in-laws with the speed of a phone call or a short car ride away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times it feels liberating. I like the fact that Keith and I rely so much on each other, it brings us closer together. Even if he's just picking me up at the car shop. What I don't like is the boys asking to go to Oma and Opa's house and not being able to fulfill that without a trip across the country. Or when there's some downtime we can't just have my grandparents over for dinner. Or I can't just load the baby up in the car and stop by my Mom's work. Or I can't call my Aunt up to hang out and go see a scary movie on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in time this will get easier. It's only been 4 weeks since we've all been here in Madison. I know that the visits down to Texas (in 3 1/2 weeks as a matter of fact) will be quality time. I know that we will find new friends, routines and activities here- we have already enjoyed quite a few so far, including 2 dinners with J&amp;amp;J from Pewaukee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel grown up. I feel responsible. I feel like this is good for me. I hope it turns out to be a good thing for "us". It's important to me to see people we care about on a regular basis so that the boys don't "forget" people or things and they are still comfortable with everything and everyone from back "home". We will make sure that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime the top priority is: FIND A SITTER! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2792336288981776338?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2792336288981776338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2792336288981776338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2792336288981776338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2792336288981776338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/07/adulthood-welcomes-nicolle.html' title='Adulthood Welcomes Nicolle'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TDOQ05W124I/AAAAAAAABJI/kBEJXqZP2Iw/s72-c/tzun165l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8378554480052199637</id><published>2010-07-02T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:35:27.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house in wisconsin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house in madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pros and cons of new house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>The New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TC5HpS7MXYI/AAAAAAAABJA/J3QuiE3SKC0/s1600/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TC5HpS7MXYI/AAAAAAAABJA/J3QuiE3SKC0/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489403770591534466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been in our new house for almost 3 weeks now, and it's going OKAY! Here are the Pros and Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The backyard is HUGE and has mulberry and apple trees that the kids can pick from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The basement is great-plenty of room for the kids to play and keep all their toys, plus I can run on the treadmill down in a cool place with a T.V and no one can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The neighborhood has a massive amount of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We can open the windows and get a great breeze in-all the windows and doors have screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• There is a ton of closet space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The house has solar panels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We are close to Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We love (the boys especially) the laundry chute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It's a huge amount of space with an extra bedroom and office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The house is so big sometimes we can't find all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The backyard only has one side fenced in. (Could lose a kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The house has "crawl spaces" which really freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The laundry room/storage part of the basement freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Too many flights of stairs-especially if I forget something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• There's a ton of dog hair in the backyard clinging to the rocks from the previous owner. Eventually I'll clean it up- and I bet it will make a medium-sized sheepdog of our own when I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The laundry chute (it's a love/hate relationship). We don't exactly love the boys throwing shoes, food or Keith's cell phone down it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8378554480052199637?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8378554480052199637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8378554480052199637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8378554480052199637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8378554480052199637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-house.html' title='The New House'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TC5HpS7MXYI/AAAAAAAABJA/J3QuiE3SKC0/s72-c/IMG_0280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4421444374165522807</id><published>2010-06-24T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:01:31.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting boys bedroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting bedroom'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Paint Boys' Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TCQoNXNeFyI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RHZDBjkwpp4/s1600/25_c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TCQoNXNeFyI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RHZDBjkwpp4/s320/25_c.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554456078030626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does this completed goal count if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I didn't physically do it?&lt;br /&gt;2) It didn't come out as originally planned?&lt;br /&gt;3) and there was only 1 room instead of 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original goal was to paint the boy's bedrooms when they were in separate rooms, with separate themes. Then the goal became to paint their room that they shared. I started to paint a SpongeBob theme back in July 2009-never finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sold the house and the realtor told us to paint it back to white. Keith's dad came over and did the whole room for us, which was such a nice thing for him to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal complete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4421444374165522807?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4421444374165522807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4421444374165522807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4421444374165522807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4421444374165522807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/06/goal-complete-paint-boys-room.html' title='Goal Complete: Paint Boys&apos; Room'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TCQoNXNeFyI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RHZDBjkwpp4/s72-c/25_c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3180768552415122422</id><published>2010-06-15T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:23:19.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move from Texas to Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Big Family Move: Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TBfR1b1XndI/AAAAAAAABII/4ERP1blZz4w/s1600/moving6pf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TBfR1b1XndI/AAAAAAAABII/4ERP1blZz4w/s320/moving6pf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483081787281743314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me preface this by saying "I am happy with my decision to take this new job and move, regardless of the stressful tone that is about to be posted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just never experienced moving a family of 5 across the country before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's backtrack to last week, Wednesday in particular, which was the day I flew to Dallas to get this move started! The plan was to have a rather peaceful day. I would go into work like usual, leave slightly early to drive out to Milwaukee to go through a painless check-in and security process, and then spend 2 hours reading US Weekly, eating junk food and people watching before boarding the plane. Sounds like a good day, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at how the week really panned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; About halfway through the day I realize I forgot my medicine at the hotel that the dentist gave me for after my upcoming root canal in Dallas along with the other half dozen items I forgot. I leave early enough to go grab those things, stop by the bank for cash and change clothes. Head out at 3:30 giving myself a good 2.5 hours to get to the airport knowing it should only take 1.5 hours. I don't get very far and the highway backs up with traffic, what should have been 1.5 ends up taking me 3.5 due to a cow truck tipping over and the highway shutting down. I'm doing everything I can from taking off the road detours, calling a closer airport to get another flight, to checking in on my phone while I'm driving just in case I can swing the 8:00 flight. I get to MKE at 7:05, RUN to print my boarding pass, get through security and go the bathroom and run to the gate just in time to get through the door. It's a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; This is pack up day for the movers! Window for them to arrive was 8-10, they decide it would be a good idea to show up at 7:30 without calling. They were really nice, but we weren't dressed, the kids were all over the house and we still had things that were not put aside to not pack in boxes. 4 people come in and in a matter of 4 hours the house is packed up. We didn't even have glasses to drink out of nor did we think about things like that. I did take a break to visit Fossil and have lunch with a few friends from there, that was really nice. The afternoon was spent searching for my debit card which I never found. Called to cancel it and later that night found it. Too late now! By that time the baby was getting increasingly hot and really cranky. We spent Thursday night on about 2 hours of sleep and a sick baby. Assuming his temperature was at least 103 (thermometer packed up in a box somewhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; Root canal day! I spent the morning with a lovely wake-up call to Chase to deal with another issue between my Chase account and Wells Fargo which is still not resolved. Took Kolbe over to school in a daze after a sleep-less night. Keith took the baby to the doctor, and he had blisters on the back of his throat-something the doctor assumed was there from him not brushing his teeth well enough (he's 15 months). As soon as Keith came back (we only have 1 car mind you), I went over to the dentist for what I thought was the last part of my root canal. When she put the crown on she grabbed my mouth with her thumb and finger like you would a fish, and pushed down so hard it bruised me. That was fun. As I'm getting up to leave she said see you in 3 weeks for the final crown. I said "What?". I thought this was it? And then said "You can ship it to Wisconsin or wait 7 weeks". I gave them $500 and said I'm waiting 7 weeks. When I got home nothing was left in the house but cranky kids so we decided to get a hotel room for the next 2 nights instead of spending the time in an empty house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; Car day! We got up early to head over to the rental car place to get a car for 2 days. They had no record of our reservation. We wait, they bring an SUV to us, we leave. The movers come to load our car to ship-they tell us it will get to WI no later than the 21st (hopefully). I'm doing random things and head back to the back bathroom to get the bath mat to throw away…I just happen to look in the bedroom closet and realize the movers didn't load anything from our master closet. Great. We spend the rest of the day entertaining the kids and visiting with friends and family that stopped by. We pass out at the hotel that night at about 9:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday: &lt;/span&gt;MOVING DAY! I head over to the house with the baby to load up everything the movers didn't get and take it to my grandmother's house. I also try to clean up more and get everything picked up the boys had played with the day before. Leave the house for the last time. Pick up everyone else back at the hotel and head over to my grandmother's house again to say goodbye. We leave to head to the airport. Get to the rental car place and they drive us to the terminal. Realize we didn't refill with gas. I don't care if it cost $100 to fill that tank as long as it's one less thing we have to do. Once they dump all 5 of us, 3 bags, 4 carry-ons, 1 stroller, 1 daybed and 3 car seats at the curb reality hits me that we gotta do this. The process from here to the gate is laughable: from the airline employees losing track of how many checked items we have, to watching Keith sit the baby on the security belt, to having 2 hours to spare just to make sure we got there with plenty of time. It was an adventure to say the least. I was not impressed with AIR TRAN. I may do a separate post just on the airline, but they did not allow us to board first with the kids and we had the car seat and everyone situated and then informed us we couldn't have the car seat in the aisle seat. They just were not very pleasant, but then again maybe I wasn't either. The boys were angels on the flight and Erik and Nick slept for most of it. Getting off the plane, through baggage claim, the bathrooms and parking was OK. The ride to the new house was long and tiring for everyone and we were cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are HERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3180768552415122422?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3180768552415122422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3180768552415122422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3180768552415122422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3180768552415122422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-family-move-part-i.html' title='Big Family Move: Part I'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TBfR1b1XndI/AAAAAAAABII/4ERP1blZz4w/s72-c/moving6pf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6950186191702289894</id><published>2010-06-05T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:43:20.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyworld'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney vacation'/><title type='text'>Disneyworld, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAsYBikrk9I/AAAAAAAABIA/jMP6SEcp4lc/s1600/IMG_4461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAsYBikrk9I/AAAAAAAABIA/jMP6SEcp4lc/s320/IMG_4461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479499786365932498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was almost 3 months ago, but I wanted to share some of our experiences at Disneyworld this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went during Spring Break in March, and were lucky enough to stay with Keith's brother and his family at the time share they had right in the Epcot park. The room was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove with Kolbe and Nickolas and left Erik with Keith's parents for most of the week. The boys were excellent during the road trip. We stayed at a halfway point, and it took about 20 hours and 2 days to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time in 3 parks-Magic Kingdom, Epcot and Animal Kingdom. Unfortunately on the last day at Epcot Keith got really sick, and I had the boys on my own with some help from Keith's brother Eric. It worked out just fine, but I felt horrible for Keith. I was also able to meet up with Jill and family and Andi and family while we were in Epcot. We rode one ride together, but after that it was too hard to keep together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys favorite ride was "It's a Small World" and Kolbe would ask if we could ride it again as soon as the ride began!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew out on Thursday morning to get baby Erik and spend 3 days with him just the two of us, and Keith stayed with the boys for the rest of the week. He drove home with them and did an outstanding job. I was really impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're looking forward to making our way back in the next year or two when Erik is big enough to enjoy. Maybe we'll do a Disney cruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time Mickey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6950186191702289894?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6950186191702289894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6950186191702289894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6950186191702289894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6950186191702289894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/06/disneyworld-2010.html' title='Disneyworld, 2010'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAsYBikrk9I/AAAAAAAABIA/jMP6SEcp4lc/s72-c/IMG_4461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1063940247420042726</id><published>2010-06-03T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:08:29.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotel in Portland Oregon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotel Lucia in Portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotel Lucia'/><title type='text'>Hotel Lucia in Portland, Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAft_vFWCgI/AAAAAAAABH4/W8Fouufprgk/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-06-03+at+1.00.50+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAft_vFWCgI/AAAAAAAABH4/W8Fouufprgk/s320/Screen+shot+2010-06-03+at+1.00.50+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609150945921538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotellucia.com/"&gt;Hotel Lucia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a beautiful hotel. In the heart of downtown Portland, if I had more than 24-hours to experience the city it would have been ideal for a longer stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very modern and eclectic style. Down to the final touches such as the door handles, sink style and shape, and packaging of items in the mini bar. The bed was A-MAZING! It was like lying in a cloud, and I thought to myself, "self- you should have this bed". But then I would never get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered room service while I was there, and cannot make a fair assessment on it as my stomach was so much in knots about making a presentation I couldn't eat. But they had a very heath conscious menu which is appreciated, and I did order eggs whites, fruit and whole grain toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a place I would consider staying-NOT with kids, but on a business trip for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1063940247420042726?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1063940247420042726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1063940247420042726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1063940247420042726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1063940247420042726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/06/hotel-lucia-in-portland-oregon.html' title='Hotel Lucia in Portland, Oregon'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAft_vFWCgI/AAAAAAAABH4/W8Fouufprgk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-06-03+at+1.00.50+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5958471509520561628</id><published>2010-06-01T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:18:49.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince of Persia movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince of Persia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Review: Prince of Persia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAVO8xXivxI/AAAAAAAABHw/KKUnrym1muI/s1600/prince-of-persia-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAVO8xXivxI/AAAAAAAABHw/KKUnrym1muI/s320/prince-of-persia-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477871327717277458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday night Keith and I went to see "Prince of Persia" after the boys went to bed while my sister stayed at the house. It was great to get out just the two of us even if we were staring blankly at a big screen with no conversation between us for 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say off the bat, I hadn't heard a single thing about this movie and had no idea what it was about. My remedial knowledge of history is no help, so I didn't know if this  movie was fact or fiction. Turns out, it was based off a video game! What? Now if they could make a movie around Tetris, Q-bert or Galaga then I might be able to relate better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the plot was good, the eye candy was better. I would watch it again, so that's saying a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were slightly distracted though because some parents decided it would be a great idea to bring their small children (under the age of 5) to a 10pm showing of a grown up movie!! Who does that? These poor kids were in there until after midnight talking, crying at one point and very tired. I would have brought my kids but "Spliced" is coming out on Friday and thought that might be a better fit for them with violent and terrifying visuals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good. Tip: don't bring your preschooler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5958471509520561628?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5958471509520561628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5958471509520561628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5958471509520561628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5958471509520561628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/06/review-prince-of-persia.html' title='Review: Prince of Persia'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/TAVO8xXivxI/AAAAAAAABHw/KKUnrym1muI/s72-c/prince-of-persia-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1043654388735853333</id><published>2010-05-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:49:33.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping with school. giving money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Help My Sister Financially</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_6iRI8qa4I/AAAAAAAABHo/4AmJIrnUVCQ/s1600/get_money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_6iRI8qa4I/AAAAAAAABHo/4AmJIrnUVCQ/s320/get_money.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475992612272499586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not like we have GOBS of money, but it was on my list of things to do and we were able to do it. My sister needed some moolah for summer school classes so she can get more smarted and we helped her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO proud of my sister who works hard, is responsible, is working full time, going to school full-time and still makes time for family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day she graduates Keith and I will be able to say we were a part of it- without actually doing any of the work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Seeeeeester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1043654388735853333?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1043654388735853333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1043654388735853333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1043654388735853333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1043654388735853333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/05/goal-complete-helping-my-sister.html' title='Goal Complete: Help My Sister Financially'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_6iRI8qa4I/AAAAAAAABHo/4AmJIrnUVCQ/s72-c/get_money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-108345790200859320</id><published>2010-05-25T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:55:34.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Review: Boston's Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_yL6VN0MQI/AAAAAAAABHg/j5EH97rJrZc/s1600/ablog-bostons-pizza-exterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_yL6VN0MQI/AAAAAAAABHg/j5EH97rJrZc/s320/ablog-bostons-pizza-exterior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475405081219444994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've had Boston's twice since being up here and had always wanted to try it when I saw it in Dallas. Luckily, this place is about 50 feet from the hotel...or is it lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Keith was up here awhile back we went to dinner here the first night. It was late (for us), about 9pm and I was on my health kick so I got whole grain crust and veggies. We did splurge on mozzarella sticks as an appetizer. I give the pizza a B- since it was whole-grain crust and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I had it was when the hotel ordered it to cater dinner one night. I had 2 slices of regular pizza and I give it a C-...not good. I don't know if it's because it may have been sitting awhile or what, but it was a downer 'cause I think everyone expects good things when they think pizza, right?. It was just plain cheese, thin crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being the second time I don't think I would go back or have it again. This past weekend I tried a new place out in Pewaukee called "Mama Mia's" and this place was even better than "The Glass Door"! Incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a no go for me to Boston's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-108345790200859320?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/108345790200859320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=108345790200859320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/108345790200859320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/108345790200859320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/05/review-bostons-pizza.html' title='Review: Boston&apos;s Pizza'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_yL6VN0MQI/AAAAAAAABHg/j5EH97rJrZc/s72-c/ablog-bostons-pizza-exterior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5926212704418159990</id><published>2010-05-23T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:04:26.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webvisions speaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webvisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design conference speech'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Speak at a Design Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_ltq5iYpmI/AAAAAAAABHY/IbYlDqC1cN4/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_ltq5iYpmI/AAAAAAAABHY/IbYlDqC1cN4/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474527405812524642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a success…depending on what the meaning of success is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My success is that 1) I didn't throw up. 2) Only 5 people left (out of about 40 or 45) and 3) Someone asked me a really great question at the end and told me they got a lot out of the session. That made the whole thing worth it. 4) I didn't throw up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first time speaking at WebVisions, and as an attendee 2 years ago I have to say I was very honored that they asked me to speak back in January. I got there super early to get set up just in case of technical difficulty (which we had). It never fails with the technical difficulty. Then I had a good half hour to spare and visited with the tech guy and walked around. The team there was on top of it, with volunteers and organizers of the event. 10 minutes before both doors close, 5 minutes before 1 door closes, and at 1:15 I started. I had mingled just a bit before then. The room is always so quiet, and it's very intimidating being on the "giving" end. I've been to countless conferences and always look on at the speaker expecting so much and not really putting myself in their shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy it's amazing how doing this one time really changes your outlook and helps you to empathize with what they are doing up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I started the session fairly strong. I didn't have an automatic slide button, so I was forced to stand behind the podium as I needed to switch slides which I didn't care for. I like to walk around and get out around the people. I was able to ask them where they came from, where they worked and got closer to them then. There was some good interaction I suppose. The tech guy had to remind me that they can't hear each other and to repeat what they say and ask (oops).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember looking at the clock at about 1:40 thinking I've kind of hit a wall with the crowd. I think it distracted me when someone got up to leave. People do that, it's not uncommon, but by the end about 5 people had left!! *Sigh. I was either too boring or it wasn't what they were looking for. Mental note: tell a really compelling story in the middle of the speech-I should have told more personalized stories around the work and what to do. Then at about 10 'til 2 (with 25 minutes left to go) I was starting to run out of content, but made it stretch long enough until 2:00. There was a good Q&amp;amp;A portion-about 3-4 questions and then a handful of people stayed with more, that's always much more comfortable and I really enjoy it. The was one lady who stayed for the next session and I was packing up she asked me how in the world I do it with 3 kids? I told her to ask me that again in 6 months after I've been in a new state with no family around. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WebVisions gave a gift and I spent awhile talking to the director. He was asking me if I would come back and I said definitely. I told him a few people in my session were designing for the international market and asked if they had considered that as a topic-made a suggestion about it for next year. He said that would be great. So come this September I will definitely be putting that proposal in, and am hoping to wrangle up a few people from LE to come with me and speak as a group so I don't have to do it alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, there are so many things I would have changed. I realized I didn't even use my big closer I was planning on going through which was one of the best parts-I just completely forgot it! My stories! Less technical difficulty in the middle switching between the presentation and imagery. Better set up with a slide remote. More energy!! Lessons learned! Am hoping to get some feedback from the audience as well and hoping if anyone did hear me speak they would be open to hearing me again-that would be the ultimate compliment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh of relief! Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5926212704418159990?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5926212704418159990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5926212704418159990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5926212704418159990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5926212704418159990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/05/goal-complete-speak-at-design.html' title='Goal Complete: Speak at a Design Conference'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_ltq5iYpmI/AAAAAAAABHY/IbYlDqC1cN4/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5657407182432887949</id><published>2010-05-21T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:57:45.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_dGfrM7WgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/DnpeTUKYPS0/s1600/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_dGfrM7WgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/DnpeTUKYPS0/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473921382078962178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did we do? It was 2 weeks ago and my memory is already escaping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Dallas for a wonderful 4 days for a long Mother's Day weekend. Took a very, very early flight and made it in at about 8:30 that Friday morning. My grandfather picked me up and we made our way to the house. I was overwhelmed with emotion seeing Nickolas run out to me, and seeing my grandmother holding Erik. Erik looked so long and Nick was talking a mile a minute. It was as if 3 weeks created new children they were so different already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt stayed most of the day still and we ran around and picked up lunch, played with the kids and I had to go to the dentist. They ended up doing a partial root canal and that was not fun. I spent the evening wanting the enjoy every second but wasn't feeling too hot from that. Keith and I took the boys to McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my dad came over and spent about 3 hours with us and playing with the guys. I love having him over and we caught up and it was nice visiting and seeing each other. After nap time we took the boys out to the mall to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a wonderful Mother's Day. I got to sleep in a little and Keith made me breakfast in bed. We went over to my grandparents house to visit with everyone and then to dinner just the 5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday my Aunt came over and we took the boys to Gattitown and to the mall to play. Lots more running around and enjoying the gorgeous weather. I picked up Keith from work and we all headed out to the airport. I think the highlight of Monday was Erik falling asleep on my during nap time and just getting to hold him and snuggle. Nick took a great nap too and was laying next to us. It was difficult to turn around and leave, and Kolbe caught me off-guard by getting upset and wanting to go. We've built up the "new house" and "new state" so much that he wants to leave now! Weeks must feel like a lifetime to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my  guys for a wonderful Mother's Day! I'm so glad I spent it with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5657407182432887949?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5657407182432887949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5657407182432887949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5657407182432887949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5657407182432887949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-weekend.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Weekend'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_dGfrM7WgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/DnpeTUKYPS0/s72-c/IMG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3760747006974484022</id><published>2010-05-18T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:24:57.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HuHot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HuHot Mongolian Grill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mongolian'/><title type='text'>Review: HuHot Mongolian Grill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_Nl78NbXgI/AAAAAAAABHI/JIA1ZK4dceg/s1600/2008-02-19-HuHotMongolianGrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_Nl78NbXgI/AAAAAAAABHI/JIA1ZK4dceg/s320/2008-02-19-HuHotMongolianGrill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472830052634418690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks back when Keith came up to visit for the weekend we decided to go to HuHot for dinner on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface this by saying my opinion may be jaded. I'm the kind of person that gets the same thing at favorite restaurants 'cause "it's my fav" and that sets the bar for all other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MY FAV Mongolian place is Genghis...everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura, my friend, told me that HuHot (supposedly common up north) is BETTER than Genghis. Well...she was WRONG! (Sorry, but Laura knows this I already told her she now owes me a meal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I'm not the best critic as I was looking for a replacement for Genghis with the crab meat, peanut sauce and brown rice. At this place the supposed peanut sauce had coconut in it and you could only get noodles when they cooked it. I was scared to put too much sauce in 'cause I don't like coconut but I really wanted the peanut flavor and it just came out really dry. Two thumbs down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert however was de-lish...puffy pastries with honey, sugar, chocolate and ice cream. That puts the overall review at two thumbs down with maybe a pinky finger up for the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love ya Laura!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3760747006974484022?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3760747006974484022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3760747006974484022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3760747006974484022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3760747006974484022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/05/review-huhot-mongolian-grill.html' title='Review: HuHot Mongolian Grill'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S_Nl78NbXgI/AAAAAAAABHI/JIA1ZK4dceg/s72-c/2008-02-19-HuHotMongolianGrill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-978349243985965899</id><published>2010-04-23T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:11:51.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lands end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first week'/><title type='text'>My First Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S9IbFK7DZNI/AAAAAAAABG4/LaMdmFDJTYM/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S9IbFK7DZNI/AAAAAAAABG4/LaMdmFDJTYM/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463459073599169746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week felt like a month! A good month...but definitely a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to disclose too much about the company or sensitive information ( as I could lose my job ), but I can definitely talk about the last 5 days and what it's been like mentally, physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Nervous! Not quite as nervous as some other things that have taken place in my life, but this one ranks in about the top 20 I would say. New town, new job, new everything. It definitely helped coming in with 10+ years under my belt in a similar retail environment, that's for sure. Monday was orientation filled with 15 of us. We heard a lot of presentations, received a lot of brand information and went over benefits and forms. Lunch from the Comer Center and the day ended with a cookie Happy Hour where all the leaders and teams of the people in orientation came down. We talked and got a tour of our area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Not quite as nervous. It was physically exhausting and I did have a borderline migraine most of the day which was tough. It was a fascinating day...all tours and presentations. Visual merchandising, design, the assembly lines, D.C.. Customer Care (where we got to listen in on calls), the Comer Center (fitness facility) and we even got to use the embroidery machine to put the LE logo on our own polo. There are 6 buildings here and we saw all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Nervous again! This was my first day at my desk! It's so surreal to get to your computer and not even know how to login. I met a lot of people and tried to wrap my head around how to use the phone, get onto the servers, find org charts and start conversations with people. I also tried to find the fastest route to the bathroom-success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Tired but more at ease! Actually got to sit in on a meeting and I have a good 10 meetings lined up in the upcoming weeks. Meetings do tend to make me feel important for the time being-haha. I am excited about the work and am loving the culture. Used the gym to lift weights and it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: TGIF! Although I do love my job...I am looking forward to the weekend to relax and recoup. Today was my first European conference call. I got a lot of information out of that meeting. The more questions that spark in my head the more progress I make. I have a hefty list of things to get started on, and am starting to understand what some of the needs are here, all while learning so much! This week has been very humbling and enjoyable all while being out of my comfort zone-which I believe is what helps us grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, let's get started on the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-978349243985965899?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/978349243985965899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=978349243985965899' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/978349243985965899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/978349243985965899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-week.html' title='My First Week'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S9IbFK7DZNI/AAAAAAAABG4/LaMdmFDJTYM/s72-c/IMG_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5489295225386069498</id><published>2010-04-21T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:31:46.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willowbend mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relocating'/><title type='text'>Random Facts, WI: Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S898c9TzfEI/AAAAAAAABGw/wNEuq6A1-rs/s1600/random_facts_iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S898c9TzfEI/AAAAAAAABGw/wNEuq6A1-rs/s320/random_facts_iphone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462721709959511106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;• There are casinos all over the place on the drive from Dallas to Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you go out to eat at a restaurant here and order a Dr. Pepper, the people with you WILL laugh at you, and the waitress will ask you where you're from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• People say "Yous" (just like in PA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• People drive much slower and laid back here and I find myself getting impatient with them. Maybe this will teach me to be more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A few times I have turned off the navigation system because I know where I'm going, and I find myself lonely and longing to hear her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I didn't realize how much I used and relied on DVR until I had to go without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The cheese here REALLY IS GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It's a really strange feeling to not even know where a gas station or grocery store is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Gambling here is just like gambling anywhere else=GOOD TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I never thought I would have a morning commute with the scenery being nothing but dairy farms, fields and cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Names and roads confuse me here: County Route P, M, US18, 151. And they seem to go all directions-not just N, S or E, W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm scared to use the coin-operated washer and dryer at the hotel. I think I may just continue to buy new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I miss my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5489295225386069498?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5489295225386069498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5489295225386069498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5489295225386069498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5489295225386069498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-facts-wi-day-5.html' title='Random Facts, WI: Day 5'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S898c9TzfEI/AAAAAAAABGw/wNEuq6A1-rs/s72-c/random_facts_iphone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6649637950140027420</id><published>2010-04-21T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:28:16.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisconsin'/><title type='text'>On The Road!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S897fM3PAGI/AAAAAAAABGo/vcys5X1hD_I/s1600/7432113_fe09982068_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S897fM3PAGI/AAAAAAAABGo/vcys5X1hD_I/s320/7432113_fe09982068_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462720648982757474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How did I get from Texas to Wisconsin? Safely and successfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather rode with me to help me out and make sure I stayed safe. At first I thought to myself, well I don't need anyone to drive with me, but in hindsight I'm really glad I did because after about 3 hours on the rode driving I got super tired! So we alternated driving in about 3 hour increments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Friday morning at about 10am. My grandmother made a huge pan of homemade macaroni for us to take on the road. We stopped by my Mom's work to say goodbye and then took off. Stopped for a macaroni lunch, to get gas and a few other pit stops and made it all the way to Kansas City, Missouri by about 7:30 Friday night. Not too shabby! We picked up Subway sandwiches and settled in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up bright and early Saturday morning (thanks to my grandfather)! Got going at about 8am after getting ready and enjoying our complimentary breakfast. Made similar stops and alternated driving and landed in Madison at about 4:00! Great timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was a blast! Julie and Jamie (family friends) drove over from Milwaukee and we went to dinner near the hotel. They brought snack foods from the bakery and Wisconsin tees for Keith and I! Then we went to the Dejope Casino! My grandfather won $160 and I won about $75!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday my grandfather and I did a little sight-seeing before I took him to the airport. We went to Lands' End (even though we didn't go inside). I thought it would be neat for him to see where I would be. We took pictures. Then we drove to the House on the Rock, the Capitol Building and stopped at the lake. Had a great lunch in the square downtown at an Irish Pub, then it was time for me to take him to the airport. The airport is really close-only about 15 minutes from temporary housing. I have to say it was hard leaving him at the airport. For those couple of days it didn't really feel too different because he was with me-just like at home. But then when I had to turn around and leave and drive off in a city that was so unfamiliar it kind of hit home that I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the evening getting ready for the next day, picked up some dinner and relaxed. The temporary housing is nice. There's no way I could have my family in there as it's just a 1-bedroom extended stay hotel room. The amenities are just what I need for now though. Free breakfast every morning, free dinner Mon-Wed, pool, gym and housekeeping. It's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks everyone for the well wishes and thoughts as we drove cross country to my new world. It is very surreal and exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6649637950140027420?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6649637950140027420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6649637950140027420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6649637950140027420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6649637950140027420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-road.html' title='On The Road!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S897fM3PAGI/AAAAAAAABGo/vcys5X1hD_I/s72-c/7432113_fe09982068_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2829691569104968994</id><published>2010-04-15T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:59:53.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lands end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lap'/><title type='text'>Kid-Free for Too Long on the Horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460547245320066242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S8fCydSKVMI/AAAAAAAABGg/HAQkVdiHUc4/s320/photo_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a common scenario in any given day when a random child decides to get up off my lap. It could be anything from food, liquid, snot, candy...you name it...I've felt it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning tomorrow I will not see my boys for 20 nights. I am heading out at 10am to go pick up my grandfather, stop by my Mom's and then drive up to Wisconsin! We will make a stop at the halfway point Friday night and then get in Saturday afternoon to corporate housing. I'm hoping I can spend Saturday evening and all Sunday showing my grandfather LE, the town and enjoying and few good meals and possibly a little...GAMBLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work is in 3 days! I'm SO excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I will be thinking of my little guys every second, and longing for the next time something sticks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Keith, Kolbe, Nickolas and Baby Erik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2829691569104968994?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2829691569104968994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2829691569104968994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2829691569104968994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2829691569104968994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/kid-free-for-too-long-on-horizon.html' title='Kid-Free for Too Long on the Horizon'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S8fCydSKVMI/AAAAAAAABGg/HAQkVdiHUc4/s72-c/photo_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7835388933504370252</id><published>2010-04-13T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:52:31.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capriccio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ball cap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fossil hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fossil cap'/><title type='text'>It's a Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S8VIXUvjFKI/AAAAAAAABGY/u3A3bJ05mmo/s1600/IMG_5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459849688798925986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S8VIXUvjFKI/AAAAAAAABGY/u3A3bJ05mmo/s320/IMG_5380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought this cap way back when I was an intern at Fossil. Those were the days...lazy (in hindsight) weekends in jeans, t-shirts and a ballcap running all over the place with lots of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and months turned into years. Next thing you know-I've probably worn this cap at least 1,000 times, not kidding. As my intern days turned into comfort and routine this ballcap made it's way into my everyday work attire in a "corporate" office. Hey, it does say FOSSIL on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,000+ times to collect makeup, dirt, spit up, food and who knows what else. I mean, I'd wash it-but after that many times wearing it who knows what stays and what goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say...it was time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's all take a moment of silence to say goodbye to a piece of my life. It was the perfect fit and match, and I don't think I'll ever find another cap quite like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not one that dirty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7835388933504370252?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7835388933504370252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7835388933504370252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7835388933504370252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7835388933504370252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-sad-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Sad Day'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S8VIXUvjFKI/AAAAAAAABGY/u3A3bJ05mmo/s72-c/IMG_5380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3804485853530359433</id><published>2010-04-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:45:27.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fossil'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow is My Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S7Vli4WozvI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2GondR2-VKI/s1600/fossil_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S7Vli4WozvI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2GondR2-VKI/s320/fossil_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455378173546516210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is my last day. I have to say the last 2 weeks went by unbelievably fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of my time organizing, packing up my desk and distributing files. The rest of the time was spent eating every second possible with close friends at work and at places I know I won't get to go to up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the team created "gorgefest" and brought in some of my favs every day. Monday-salsa day, Tuesday-dip day, Wednesday- Mom's buns, Thursday- biscuits, and tomorrow-cakeballs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a little tougher than prior days. I guess as my cube gets empty, and as I'm no longer working on anything and as I deplete every file and bit of information from the laptop that I have to give back it has quickly gotten "real". There were also a handful of people I said goodbye to today due to Good Friday tomorrow. I'm sure a lot of people will be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow after work there will be a small get together for drinks and good times, and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe in 24 hours I will not be working anymore! Well, even if for only 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3804485853530359433?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3804485853530359433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3804485853530359433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3804485853530359433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3804485853530359433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-is-my-last-day.html' title='Tomorrow is My Last Day'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S7Vli4WozvI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2GondR2-VKI/s72-c/fossil_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3512910584433791968</id><published>2010-03-27T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:38:59.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><title type='text'>Review: Alice in Wonderland (3D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S66_gl_RAeI/AAAAAAAABGI/4n6tvYucMZk/s1600/alice_in_wonderland-506x750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S66_gl_RAeI/AAAAAAAABGI/4n6tvYucMZk/s320/alice_in_wonderland-506x750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453506765466436066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH MAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday our team at work had a group outing with lunch at Northpark Mall and an afternoon showing of Alice in Wonderland (in 3d).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until that point I really had no intention of seeing the movie. It seemed to me from the preview it wouldn't be any different than the other Tim Burton directed movies that showcase Johnny Depp in his quirky roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was artistically beautiful. The casting, colors, writing, dramatic effect and balance between fear and beauty kept me entertained and amazed the entire time. I could watch this movie over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out of it, it would have easily been a 10-the highest rating possible, except for the 15 seconds at the end of the movie that quickly dropped the rating to an 8, just for that snippet alone. For those of you who have seen it, you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I will still probably end up buying it and if it weren't so dark in some scenes I would let the kids watch it now, but maybe in a year or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a must-see!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3512910584433791968?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3512910584433791968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3512910584433791968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3512910584433791968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3512910584433791968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/review-alice-in-wonderland-3d.html' title='Review: Alice in Wonderland (3D)'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S66_gl_RAeI/AAAAAAAABGI/4n6tvYucMZk/s72-c/alice_in_wonderland-506x750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-9037141107341484472</id><published>2010-03-23T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:51:09.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erik'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Erik!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6j-hGKwu7I/AAAAAAAABGA/6nTcAQYGCWE/s1600-h/IMG_5264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6j-hGKwu7I/AAAAAAAABGA/6nTcAQYGCWE/s320/IMG_5264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451887193476873138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this post was intended to celebrate Erik's FIRST birthday...but as of today he is already 13-months old! (I'm SO behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great 1st birthday celebration with close family, presents (that the older boys opened) and food and CAKE! I was so excited to see Erik with his birthday cake, but when we gave him the whole thing it was almost as if he was scared of it! Once we cut off a slice for him he loosened up a bit and ate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Strange child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see the new things he does this month. Just in the last month alone he's been riding around on his train, growing more teeth and growing an awesome mullet! Any day now he'll be walking and he's more than welcome to take his time on that. The first step will come soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-9037141107341484472?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/9037141107341484472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=9037141107341484472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9037141107341484472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9037141107341484472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-erik.html' title='Happy Birthday Erik!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6j-hGKwu7I/AAAAAAAABGA/6nTcAQYGCWE/s72-c/IMG_5264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5668557876390007443</id><published>2010-03-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:22:35.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Crazies'/><title type='text'>Review: The Crazies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Q-NOT8r3I/AAAAAAAABF4/hDOz7mgofuE/s1600-h/The_Crazies_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Q-NOT8r3I/AAAAAAAABF4/hDOz7mgofuE/s320/The_Crazies_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450549845926129522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Formal Plot Synopsis: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Dutton (Timothy Olyphant) is sheriff of Ogden Marsh, a picture-perfect American town with happy, law-abiding citizens. But one night, one of them comes to a school baseball game with a loaded shotgun, ready to kill. Another man burns down his own house…after locking his wife and young son in a closet inside. The town has transformed into a sickening asylum; people who days ago lived quiet, unremarkable lives have now become depraved, blood-thirsty killers. In an effort to keep the madness contained, the government uses deadly force to close off all access and won't let anyone in or out – even those uninfected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Input: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main sheriff guy was CUTE! I especially liked the movie because we were at the SMG with a group of friends and I had a Dr. Pepper and PIZZA. Who can go wrong there? It kind of freaked me out a little because the town looked very similar to where we are looking to live in Wisconsin and I do believe small towns are much more dangerous than city life (people go looking for people to mess with out in the middle of nowhere). The movie itself was awesome, I highly recommend it and would definitely rent it to see again! VERY entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two man hand thumbs up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5668557876390007443?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5668557876390007443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5668557876390007443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5668557876390007443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5668557876390007443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/review-crazies.html' title='Review: The Crazies'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Q-NOT8r3I/AAAAAAAABF4/hDOz7mgofuE/s72-c/The_Crazies_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4534137035435829758</id><published>2010-03-18T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:52:47.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>Surreal World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Lj6q-z6fI/AAAAAAAABFw/xrHdvzaE8JA/s1600-h/Surreal_World_2008_by_riolcrt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Lj6q-z6fI/AAAAAAAABFw/xrHdvzaE8JA/s320/Surreal_World_2008_by_riolcrt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450169096181377522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow marks the countdown to the 1st day of working for Lands' End. Only ONE month to go! It's been a whirlwind the last couple of weeks with a trip to Disneyworld in the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to transition at work and get everything organized and handed off. I'm a file hoarder...we're talking thousands of emails, files, folders, magazines, books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad I decided to take 4 weeks to get it altogether, the 2 weeks I've been putting into it has flown by. In addition, I am getting contacted left and right about relocating. Lands' End has a phenomenal relocation package, but boy is it overwhelming! It's a combination of working with the relocation agent on details and moving, working with a realtor at Coldwell Banker to start getting things in order to sell our current house, and also working with a realtor up in WI to try to find a rental for the time being until we decide to purchase. I will also be set up in corporate housing for 60 days until I can find a rental for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I have no mixed emotions about things. It's all so surreal and it's as if it's not really my life that is being impacted at the moment. I suppose the last difficult thing was when Keith put in his notice at school and he had a difficult time. I know that Keith loves his job, and that is something that I do feel bad about. The past year he has always said to me he would leave his job, move anywhere, do whatever he could do to support me- and now he's doing it. That means so much to me, but it's still a burden to know that he is giving something up that he loves to make a change like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in the upcoming days, weeks, months there will be more difficult times, but I am still driven by adrenaline and the excitement of this new life for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happier by the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4534137035435829758?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4534137035435829758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4534137035435829758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4534137035435829758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4534137035435829758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/surreal-world.html' title='Surreal World'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S6Lj6q-z6fI/AAAAAAAABFw/xrHdvzaE8JA/s72-c/Surreal_World_2008_by_riolcrt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7340265088947054849</id><published>2010-03-10T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:47:01.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwestern state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lands end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Travel to midwestern state</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5fiObgOsvI/AAAAAAAABFo/VmAED1IzAY0/s1600-h/IMG_4296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5fiObgOsvI/AAAAAAAABFo/VmAED1IzAY0/s320/IMG_4296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447071011856888562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this is a little of what I saw up in Wisconsin a few weeks back. Traveling to a midwestern state is now accomplished, and will unexpectedly now become home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and I were up in WI initially back in September of last year, and I made a second trip in February. Two very drastically different trips weather-wise. The first being lush fall colors and beautiful sunny days. The second being pure white as far as the eye can see. I have to say, I was mesmerized by the snow, but I was also only there for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between both visits, we spent a lot of time in downtown Madison, visiting some friends in Milwaukee, checking out the smaller towns west of the city and towards Lands' End and of course, GAMBLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No such luck with the slot machines, but it was a win/win situation since I came out of the experience with another check mark on my travel map and a wonderful new job ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7340265088947054849?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7340265088947054849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7340265088947054849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7340265088947054849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7340265088947054849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/goal-complete-travel-to-midwestern.html' title='Goal Complete: Travel to midwestern state'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5fiObgOsvI/AAAAAAAABFo/VmAED1IzAY0/s72-c/IMG_4296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5255931376385754675</id><published>2010-03-05T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:24:44.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lands end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fossil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>GoodBye Fossil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5GCNPnRA4I/AAAAAAAABFg/zaijRN-SG24/s1600-h/fossil_ca2003_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5GCNPnRA4I/AAAAAAAABFg/zaijRN-SG24/s320/fossil_ca2003_me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445276588508775298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, in 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 11+ years at Fossil I have officially put in my notice this past week. Who ever thought this day would come? I sure didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to announce that I have accepted an offer with Lands' End as the International Creative Manager-Internet, and will begin on April 19th. One minor detail-they are in Wisconsin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right-Keith and I will be hauling our 3 rambunctious boys up there and starting a new adventure! I am certainly sad to leave a place that's been home to me for so long, but also know the timing is great for this life-change- professionally and personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April I will move up and stay in corporate housing, making the trip back and forth as often as possible until Keith finishes out his school year. I can't even begin to imagine how hard that will be without seeing them every day, but it will also give me a chance to acclimate to the new position and environment. People-come visit! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon on all of this, I feel the itch to start another blog to make daily accounts on every action and detail of the move!&lt;br /&gt;We'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5255931376385754675?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5255931376385754675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5255931376385754675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5255931376385754675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5255931376385754675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/03/goodbye-fossil.html' title='GoodBye Fossil...'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S5GCNPnRA4I/AAAAAAAABFg/zaijRN-SG24/s72-c/fossil_ca2003_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6891788784306738299</id><published>2010-02-24T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:50:16.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><title type='text'>Review: FIN Sushi and Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S4VYO68P5cI/AAAAAAAABFY/tqtFFqPQrzo/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S4VYO68P5cI/AAAAAAAABFY/tqtFFqPQrzo/s320/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441852738110481858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awhile back I had dinner with Andi and Anne at a new place out in Frisco- FIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion: it was OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a massive sushi menu...you could literally get anything you wanted. We tried 3 different things and split, Louisiana Rolls and I don't even remember the other 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi was good, but not as good as Sushi Sake out in Richardson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great night was more about the conversation, friends and the atmosphere. In conclusion-I would go back, but not necessarily because it's the best sushi place in town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6891788784306738299?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6891788784306738299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6891788784306738299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6891788784306738299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6891788784306738299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-fin-sushi-and-bar.html' title='Review: FIN Sushi and Bar'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S4VYO68P5cI/AAAAAAAABFY/tqtFFqPQrzo/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5886946047495993184</id><published>2010-02-06T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:53:40.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spending the night'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Have My Little Sister Spend The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S243Yc0EuLI/AAAAAAAABFQ/euleGvz-TsM/s1600-h/IMG_5173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S243Yc0EuLI/AAAAAAAABFQ/euleGvz-TsM/s320/IMG_5173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435342693473761458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday night we traded 2 boys for 1 girl-my sister! Fair trade I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolbe and Taylor get along tremendously. Taylor wants Kolbe to live with her! So we decided a week back that my Mom would keep Nickolas (so Taylor would have a place to sleep) and Erik (so we could get Taylor and Kolbe out and not have to worry about the baby). My grandmother ended up keeping the baby but it worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the kids off about 4:30, and picked up Taylor. Then we went and got Kolbe from school. He really, really wanted to bowl, and I originally wanted to take them also, but then the thought of dealing with teenagers at Main Event on a Friday night was just a beatdown...so we ended up taking them to Nickelmania instead. They loved it. We went to the grocery store afterwards, let them play-video games, trains, read books. They were up until about 10:15 and went to sleep great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning they were both up about 7. I told them they could go out and play in the living room. It was SO nice. They just entertained themselves and we didn't have to worry about them waking the smaller kids up. Keith and I were both able to lay in bed until 8:30!! It definitely made me long for future days with older kids (but not too soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my babies as they are, but it's nice to do something different every once in awhile and also have new friends and family come over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5886946047495993184?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5886946047495993184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5886946047495993184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5886946047495993184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5886946047495993184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/02/goal-complete-have-my-little-sister.html' title='Goal Complete: Have My Little Sister Spend The Night'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S243Yc0EuLI/AAAAAAAABFQ/euleGvz-TsM/s72-c/IMG_5173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2280343089086336414</id><published>2010-01-25T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:23:09.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willowbend mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playground'/><title type='text'>NEW Looney Toons Play Area at Willowbend- DISAPPOINTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S13ua5Lht5I/AAAAAAAABFI/FUQkNvOG_jE/s1600-h/100_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S13ua5Lht5I/AAAAAAAABFI/FUQkNvOG_jE/s320/100_2146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430758871471863698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the exact letter I sent to Willowbend (as if it will do anything, but I still had to send).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. This past weekend was the first time I had been to Willowbend in a few months. I knew the play area had been redone, but I didn't realize it would turn out how it did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fix something that's not broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only my opinion, but the play area took a turn for the worst- I don't understand why they installed a huge flat screen TV. I'm assuming based on the note below the TV that it's a way to up-sell DVD's. Yes, it's my responsibility as a parent to keep them from it, and my choice to bring my children there, but kids are drawn to that TV immediately. If I wanted them to watch TV I would have kept them home and turned it on as their "babysitter". There was a large group of kids lounging around in front of it, the energy level was low and it was a different vibe than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the new features are neat for older kids, but you can't see around the installations now and there's not as much free space area for the kids to run around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be bringing the kids back to partake or to shop in the near future. Huge disappointment considering before the holidays we frequented the mall at least once every week or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2280343089086336414?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2280343089086336414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2280343089086336414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2280343089086336414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2280343089086336414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-looney-toons-play-area-at.html' title='NEW Looney Toons Play Area at Willowbend- DISAPPOINTED!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S13ua5Lht5I/AAAAAAAABFI/FUQkNvOG_jE/s72-c/100_2146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6601072889389233949</id><published>2010-01-21T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:18:11.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nickelmania'/><title type='text'>Nickelmania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1kljLsAMtI/AAAAAAAABFA/agraGWkcPTo/s1600-h/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1kljLsAMtI/AAAAAAAABFA/agraGWkcPTo/s320/party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429412112134845138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Keith's birthday we went and tried Nickelmania for the first time! Didn't know what to expect, and it ended up being a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a little run down, but you only pay $1.95 to get in (per person) and then all the games are a nickel. (Some games are 4-8 nickels but hey-cheap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been another time since then, and Kolbe enjoys it a lot because we give him a little more freedom in there. It's more confined, not crowded: so I'm not as nervous about him kind of doing his own thing (where I can see him)! They have tables, food and you win tickets to get prizes at the end. The prizes are not too hot, and are kind of pricey ticket-wise, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about the place is they have the coin game where you drop coins in over and over and over and over and over and over to try to knock them to the next level and dump them down into the bucket to get more tickets. Did I mention you do that over and over and over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to it. I may have put in $5 in about 90 seconds. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6601072889389233949?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6601072889389233949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6601072889389233949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6601072889389233949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6601072889389233949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/nickelmania.html' title='Nickelmania'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1kljLsAMtI/AAAAAAAABFA/agraGWkcPTo/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6892638393420987086</id><published>2010-01-18T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:14:37.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train show'/><title type='text'>Dallas Area Train Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1TpO5F6raI/AAAAAAAABE4/iin8-W1K1zQ/s1600-h/IMG_5099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1TpO5F6raI/AAAAAAAABE4/iin8-W1K1zQ/s320/IMG_5099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428219892941368738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had found a link to this train show a few months back, and had been dying to take the boys. I had no clue what to expect, but knew they would have model trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get there, at the Plano Centre, right before it opens at 10am. As we're driving up we see the parking lot is packed, and I'm slowly realizing the demographic here appears to be 50 and up...single...men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this for kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this okay for MY kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may not be a "Thomas the Train" kind of day, but more so the train equivalent of a Star Trek convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We load the kids up in the strollers, jackets, snacks. As we're walking up to the front my mind eases as I see more kids under the age of 5 start to appear from the parking lot. The line starts moving inside and I see "Thomas", roped off areas and trains that are too high up for sticky fingers and snotty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys loved it! I can't believe how much work goes into these things on an ongoing basis. It was very similar to what you would see at NorthPark Mall during the holidays, but more spread out and for the avid collector and train enthusiast. Very expensive hobby, but one that continues for generations past and to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if 5 years from now the boys are still as interested as they are to this day! Or shall we say we'll see if my money is going to the Star Trek...ahem...train conventions like they are now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6892638393420987086?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6892638393420987086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6892638393420987086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6892638393420987086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6892638393420987086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/dallas-area-train-show.html' title='Dallas Area Train Show'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S1TpO5F6raI/AAAAAAAABE4/iin8-W1K1zQ/s72-c/IMG_5099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-2620210161466076431</id><published>2010-01-12T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:38:49.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZENO'/><title type='text'>ZENO: Product Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S01ZDJCSpeI/AAAAAAAABEw/x5gjkf-iVp0/s1600-h/19105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S01ZDJCSpeI/AAAAAAAABEw/x5gjkf-iVp0/s320/19105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426091036551325154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh acne...why do you continually choose me? I paid my dues as an awkward teenager, a pregnant woman ( 3 times over ) and even the occasional female who was too tired at night and fell asleep on the couch without removing my makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But zits at the age of 33?? Come on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my twenties I took minocycline to keep my skin clear. Worked like a charm. Had to stop taking it though when Keith and I started trying for a family. Since then I've definitely had my share of ups and downs as my body went through lots of hormonal changes with three pregnancies. I would try to keep up with it with rounds of microderms (which I loved) and changing up my skin care routine to accommodate hormonal changes and stress factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in the last 6 months or so it's picked back up again and I had been trying to figure out how to tackle it. I really didn't want to go back on medicine at my age, plus I try to keep pills to a minimum. I don't currently have the extra cash for facials and microderms and then I remembered the ZENO had been recommended to me awhile back. $150 brand new, and you have to continue to buy replacement cartridges after 90 treatments. Much cheaper than a package deal at the spa. All it consists of is gentle heat treatments that destroy bacteria. You can use it about every 12 hours and it works best on mild to moderate acne and when the zit is just starting to appear under the skin. (Ug-I don't even like the word zit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bought one on ebay- got an awesome deal!! I am SUPER impressed!! I knew I was approaching a time to breakout, so I do have one on my chin right now, but when I got it I was feeling 2 or 3 coming on, did a treatment on each, and by morning they never appeared!! Did another treatment on each area that night just be safe, and it worked!! It also really decreases any pain that comes with a breakout too. To top it off, I can use it whenever I really need it, and at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO excited to have it, so far, so good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-2620210161466076431?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/2620210161466076431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=2620210161466076431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2620210161466076431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/2620210161466076431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/zeno-product-review.html' title='ZENO: Product Review'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S01ZDJCSpeI/AAAAAAAABEw/x5gjkf-iVp0/s72-c/19105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7833223723710423357</id><published>2010-01-10T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:54:00.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting my dad'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Meet My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0q8Cp7Mh0I/AAAAAAAABEo/kaSWI1695cc/s1600-h/nicolle_donn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0q8Cp7Mh0I/AAAAAAAABEo/kaSWI1695cc/s320/nicolle_donn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425355454921082690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't let the title of this post appear trite, or as if it's just one more thing to do, it's just I have an issue with consistency and all my other posts start with "Goal Complete" and then what the goal was. I know, I'm anal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is public, so I will keep information somewhat confidential, but wanted to post a picture because I'm just so happy and excited to finally meet him after 33 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day, nice conversation, and exciting for me to watch him meet 1 of his 3 grandsons as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to many more instances of all of the above!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7833223723710423357?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7833223723710423357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7833223723710423357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7833223723710423357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7833223723710423357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/goal-complete-meet-my-dad.html' title='Goal Complete: Meet My Dad'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0q8Cp7Mh0I/AAAAAAAABEo/kaSWI1695cc/s72-c/nicolle_donn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-209298612761881988</id><published>2010-01-08T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:56:33.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urban Crust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Review: Urban Crust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0f9ZSP_v4I/AAAAAAAABEg/4drpZNtKksY/s1600-h/UrbanCrust-Dining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0f9ZSP_v4I/AAAAAAAABEg/4drpZNtKksY/s320/UrbanCrust-Dining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424582887028539266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been dying to try Urban Crust, a wood-fired Italian Pizza Restaurant and 32 Degree Rooftop bar located in North Dallas (Plano).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for lunch I went with a group from work, and it exceeded my expectations. Bread, salad, drink and pizza (pretty big btw), for $8.90. The Caesar Salad was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it was better than Russo's, but not as good as Fireside Pies. Fireside Pies is definitely the best tasting, Russo's has the best variety (any topping imaginable whereas Urban Crust is only one topping and each on top of that is additional cost) and Urban Crust is in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to go back sometime after work and have a few drinks! Oh, and some PIZZA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-209298612761881988?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/209298612761881988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=209298612761881988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/209298612761881988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/209298612761881988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-urban-crust.html' title='Review: Urban Crust'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0f9ZSP_v4I/AAAAAAAABEg/4drpZNtKksY/s72-c/UrbanCrust-Dining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3863348972924216413</id><published>2010-01-05T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:05:51.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white paper'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Submit a White Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0QlVyakrFI/AAAAAAAABEQ/mQM5lbYobY4/s1600-h/art-deadline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0QlVyakrFI/AAAAAAAABEQ/mQM5lbYobY4/s320/art-deadline.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423500907501628498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was really little I didn't talk in school. At all. My report cards had notations on them stating "Your child is still mute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really struggled with public speaking...I mean, most people do. I felt like I did okay once I got going, but the build-up was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've gotten older and into my career I tried doing things to improve and alleviate the stress around it. I joined Toastmasters, spoke at local design events and taught a few web design classes at a community college. All of those things helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on my list of things to do, is to speak at a design conference. This is a long shot, but I believe doable. Several years back my boss was set to speak up in Kansas City at a very large design venue, and he was the keynote. At the last minute he was unable to attend, and he asked me to speak in in place of him. I was thrilled, excited, nervous, unsure...but accepted. Unfortunately, a few days before-hand I had a serious personal emergency and also couldn't attend, so 2 other co-workers took my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then I've really been set on attempting to speak at a conference again, and make a concerted effort in getting there. That includes submitting a white paper. Over the past several weeks I have been drawing up some session ideas, a personal bio and basic information they look for. This past week I submitted papers to WebVisions in Portland and the HOW Conference series. I have been to a lot of seminars and conferences and WebVisions would be ideal. Much smaller venue and topics are web-driven, which I am most comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if I'll hear anything, it's certainly a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm crossing my fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3863348972924216413?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3863348972924216413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3863348972924216413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3863348972924216413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3863348972924216413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/goal-complete-submit-white-paper.html' title='Goal Complete: Submit a White Paper'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0QlVyakrFI/AAAAAAAABEQ/mQM5lbYobY4/s72-c/art-deadline.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8043887932115465831</id><published>2010-01-03T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:08:21.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy to Mom to Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0FpsLTNA2I/AAAAAAAABEI/l5IMLaEL0uI/s1600-h/MomDaffodil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0FpsLTNA2I/AAAAAAAABEI/l5IMLaEL0uI/s320/MomDaffodil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422731633999283042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Real Mothers don't  eat quiche;&lt;br /&gt;They don't have time to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that  their kitchen utensils&lt;br /&gt;Are probably in the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers  often have sticky floors,&lt;br /&gt;Filthy ovens and happy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers  know that dried play dough&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't come out of carpets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers  don't want to know what&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum just sucked up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers  sometimes ask 'Why me?'&lt;br /&gt;And get their answer when a little&lt;br /&gt;Voice says,  'Because I love you best.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that a child's  growth&lt;br /&gt;Is not measured by height or years or grade....&lt;br /&gt;It is marked by  the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Images  of Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 YEARS OF  AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother  doesn’t know everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14  YEARS OF AGE - My Mother? She wouldn’t have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 YEARS OF AGE -  Mother? She's so five minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman?  She's way out of date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little  bit about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's  opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about  it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or  the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen from in  her eyes, because that is the doorway to her  heart, the place where love resides.&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in a  facial mole, but true beauty in a woman  is reflected in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the  passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only  grows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8043887932115465831?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8043887932115465831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8043887932115465831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8043887932115465831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8043887932115465831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/mommy-to-mom-to-mother.html' title='Mommy to Mom to Mother'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0FpsLTNA2I/AAAAAAAABEI/l5IMLaEL0uI/s72-c/MomDaffodil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5313566338209986807</id><published>2010-01-02T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:33:35.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duathlon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><title type='text'>Goal Complete: Get a Bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0AqTaCfQBI/AAAAAAAABEA/AMnmqR39kv8/s1600-h/cycling-setup.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0AqTaCfQBI/AAAAAAAABEA/AMnmqR39kv8/s320/cycling-setup.2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422380464249716754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I didn't buy my own bike, but I do have a bike in my possession borrowed from my friend Susie! My cousin Wendy also has one I would LOVE to borrow as well, 'cause I know I won't be able to keep Susie's forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to do my first duathlon (another goal on my list), on February 21st at the Texas Motor Speedway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ironheadrp.com/tms_du/index.html"&gt;Motor Speedway Duathlon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did train for one several years back and they canceled it at the last minute. I do sure have a lot of work to do in the next 8 -weeks. I went out for my first ride last Sunday, but I really have no clue what I'm doing. I had no idea how different it would be out on the road as opposed to a stationery bike, plus I haven't been on a regular bike in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find $10 in the road though which means I can't really lie about how fast I was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing I only went about 3 miles, and I was feeling it. Not good. At least I have been running. We'll see how much I can improve in the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This race is going to be a 3 mile run, then 20 mile bike then another 3 mile run. I am not at all accustomed to the "brick legs" after the bike for the final run, and that worries me. So, next steps are to get some help from friends, get the right kind of gear, and practice, practice, practice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the process I'll complete ANOTHER goal and lose that tricky 10lbs that's been hanging on since last year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5313566338209986807?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5313566338209986807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5313566338209986807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5313566338209986807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5313566338209986807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2010/01/goal-complete-get-bicycle.html' title='Goal Complete: Get a Bicycle'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/S0AqTaCfQBI/AAAAAAAABEA/AMnmqR39kv8/s72-c/cycling-setup.2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-707351349647052568</id><published>2009-12-30T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:29:19.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Is Retouching Socially Irresponsible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzwWuhB_mII/AAAAAAAABD4/vX7WVrPVzZw/s1600-h/ori_ab32b41a640bd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzwWuhB_mII/AAAAAAAABD4/vX7WVrPVzZw/s320/ori_ab32b41a640bd8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421233039843760258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the wake of a disturbingly wrinkle-free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Twiggy ad campaign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, British Members of Parliament &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;are calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a ban on Photoshopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ads aimed at children, and disclosure of digital alterations in ads aimed at adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5328736/british-lawmakers-take-stand-against-photoshop"&gt;See Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I feel about the topic. In my line of work we use photoshop day in and day out. Photography is by no means a direct reflection of what's in front of the lens, so there is some definite interpretation and manipulation with the human eye when working with imagery. And of course I've altered some of my own pictures to give myself a "glow"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, I have seen numerous images in magazines, online, etc. of people with porcelain skin, missing-rib waistlines and flawless perfection. I do feel this puts a standard of beauty out there, BUT it's also important that people are taught this does exist and to not let it take over your mind and self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be marketing plans, the need to sell a lifestyle, youth, perfection, beauty, class, social standard. That's not going away. Education on reality, acceptance and social structure is key so that we can look past the flawless execution through photoshop and know it's not what we need to aspire to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-707351349647052568?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/707351349647052568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=707351349647052568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/707351349647052568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/707351349647052568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-retouching-socially-irresponsible.html' title='Is Retouching Socially Irresponsible?'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzwWuhB_mII/AAAAAAAABD4/vX7WVrPVzZw/s72-c/ori_ab32b41a640bd8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7614918078661398276</id><published>2009-12-29T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:26:34.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorated house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary christmas'/><title type='text'>We Wish You a Merry...WHA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpkhSA5nnI/AAAAAAAABDg/48qhjFTg5-U/s1600-h/toris+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpkhSA5nnI/AAAAAAAABDg/48qhjFTg5-U/s320/toris+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420755624427888242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm driving the boys around to look at lights...and we make our way over to the street with the Griswald house that we go to every year. We spend some time looking at that house, get out of the car to see the scene in the garage, and then pack up the boys to finish looking at the rest of the lights on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we near the end of the road I look out to the right and see a nicely decorated house...but as I look closer I see...THIS! I mean...I get it...it's supposed to be someone who was hanging lights and fell in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is clearly Michael Myers hanging from a tree with a knife! And if you look closely the face looks like a zombie from "I Am Legend". There is no joy in this image!! This should have been up for HALLOWEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the effort, but let's keep Xmas rated G people.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7614918078661398276?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7614918078661398276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7614918078661398276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7614918078661398276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7614918078661398276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-wish-you-merrywha.html' title='We Wish You a Merry...WHA?'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpkhSA5nnI/AAAAAAAABDg/48qhjFTg5-U/s72-c/toris+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1937312394290510210</id><published>2009-12-29T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:49:55.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capriccio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><title type='text'>Review: Capriccio Ristorante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpOfO4HTVI/AAAAAAAABDY/691JyEy9AF4/s1600-h/capricciosm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpOfO4HTVI/AAAAAAAABDY/691JyEy9AF4/s320/capricciosm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420731399970180434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capriccioristorante.com/"&gt;Capriccio Information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my grandmother and I volunteered several weeks back, we were surprised to find that Capriccio's was catering for the evening. I had never tried their food, but had heard of their Dallas location. Of course we were super excited to try something new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was amazing!! Maybe it's because it was cold outside, or I was starving, or we were about to get to work on our feet for several hours, but the food was delicious. I think it's hard to find really good Italian food, and the pasta, salad, bread, desserts-all of it, were excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1937312394290510210?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1937312394290510210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1937312394290510210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1937312394290510210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1937312394290510210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-capriccio-ristorante.html' title='Review: Capriccio Ristorante'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SzpOfO4HTVI/AAAAAAAABDY/691JyEy9AF4/s72-c/capricciosm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1371657804769180472</id><published>2009-12-27T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:20:36.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nickolas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday Nickolas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b58da86d0626425" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b58da86d0626425%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64FADD04F3D5FBC4010A4F73A49D78B1DAABD321.2A79330F18042DC620FB187DFA315C64B3F647B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b58da86d0626425%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqndtHpxnjfV4fE1eu-5fjjkWy7M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b58da86d0626425%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64FADD04F3D5FBC4010A4F73A49D78B1DAABD321.2A79330F18042DC620FB187DFA315C64B3F647B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b58da86d0626425%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqndtHpxnjfV4fE1eu-5fjjkWy7M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;My sweet boy is 3 years old today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really struggled this year with how to handle his birthday party. In the past, we've only had family, and that worked well at those ages. But this year, I worried about him turning 3 and not having more friends involved. So we debated, and debated, and ended up deciding it was best to keep it low-key again for a few reasons. 1-it was right after Christmas (I know, I'm sorry Nick), 2-we didn't want to spend a lot of money (once, again..sorry Nick), and 3- we did Christmas at our house this year and knew we'd be just plum tired (poor Nickolas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO-I was determined to make this special, darnit! We had a DINOSAUR themed birthday party with family and I thought it turned out pretty good! We had a few dino decorations...a HUGE blow-up dinosaur with dino EGGS! I paper machéd eggs with small dinosaurs inside, so that each child could open them up at the end of the party. We had a dino DIG! So we filled a kiddie pool with sand and lots of small bones and put it in the kitchen for the kids to dig. They loved it. My grandmother made a dinosaur cake which turned out great. And we attempted to play Jurassic Park but my family overturned that decision in leiu of the football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of the kids were unable to make it, so it was only the boys and my sister, but I don't think Nick minded, and it was definitely nice to have a smaller crowd as we came to an end this holiday break. Nick is happy with all his dino gifts and he's now my big 3-year old BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Nick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1371657804769180472?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1371657804769180472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1371657804769180472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1371657804769180472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1371657804769180472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-3rd-birthday-nickolas.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday Nickolas!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5674079395385031238</id><published>2009-12-27T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:46:34.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Szgn97XLAxI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9a4uy1nw84E/s1600-h/family_cmasevesnow_122409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Szgn97XLAxI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9a4uy1nw84E/s320/family_cmasevesnow_122409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126096400778002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe it...a white Christmas!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first year we spent both Christmas Eve and Day at our home! It was wonderful! Thursday night Keith's parents came over and Keith's Cousin Johnny. We had food, let the boys open presents and spent some time in the snow and visiting. Then we baked cookies for Santa and the boys were in bed early with excitement and anticipation for Christmas morning. Keith and I were up late wrapping up gifts, filling stockings and cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They strolled into our bed early, about 6:30 I'd say, and we made them lay there until 7:00 which is kind of the "rule" for wake up time. Christmas morning shouldn't be any different...we were tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out and the boys opened the few presents Santa had left and went through their stockings. We had a great breakfast with eggs and sausage and then the best part...playing in the snow!!! We built a snowman, made snow angels and had snowball fights. This time I was dressed warmer and stayed out for a good hour. If I didn't need to come in and start getting ready for my family to come over I would have stayed out and played!! My family was over at about 11 and we ate, opened presents and hung out. Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I took Kolbe and Nick out to look at lights since I knew we didn't have too much longer for the season. We went over to the Shops of Legacy and got out and walked through with all the lighted trees and huge Christmas tree. They enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back home, boys in bed, relaxed and happy! What a great Christmas 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5674079395385031238?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5674079395385031238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5674079395385031238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5674079395385031238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5674079395385031238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Szgn97XLAxI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9a4uy1nw84E/s72-c/family_cmasevesnow_122409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8727162385623753420</id><published>2009-12-18T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:00:49.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuy&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Review: Chuy's Tex-Mex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyyHWTOsV5I/AAAAAAAABDA/PeqxySunwdI/s1600-h/chuys-neon-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyyHWTOsV5I/AAAAAAAABDA/PeqxySunwdI/s320/chuys-neon-sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416853269008635794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awhile back I had lunch with my friend Lori at work, and she casually offered up Chuy's! I said "YES", since I have always wanted to try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, I had heard good things about this place, and there was a new location off 75 that sounded neat, so we headed that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up ordering one of the specials, and it was some kind of soft taco wrap but with cheese, shrimp and cream sauce on top. I'm sure all very heart-healthy. The sauce had a bit of a spicy kick, and it was a unique and tasty flavor. I would definitely recommend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was great, typical tex-mex environment...my only wish is that we were there during happy hour instead of during lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8727162385623753420?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8727162385623753420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8727162385623753420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8727162385623753420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8727162385623753420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-chuys-tex-mex.html' title='Review: Chuy&apos;s Tex-Mex'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyyHWTOsV5I/AAAAAAAABDA/PeqxySunwdI/s72-c/chuys-neon-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-7538729279254243844</id><published>2009-12-16T17:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:00:55.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='map my fitness'/><title type='text'>Map My Fitness Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SymPrNC9frI/AAAAAAAABC4/sNLfnctpiy0/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SymPrNC9frI/AAAAAAAABC4/sNLfnctpiy0/s320/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416017999288958642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many weeks ago I installed an app on my iPhone and also joined mapmyfitness.com. The intention was you could carry your phone while you ran and it would track:&lt;br /&gt;• Time&lt;br /&gt;• Speed&lt;br /&gt;• Avg Speed&lt;br /&gt;• Distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a few additional stats. It would then keep a log and you could access this information online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was PUMPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get my running gear on, laces tied, music going, hit GO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said it was searching for a better signal area so I started to troubleshoot. I was determined to get this thing working. What better combo-your phone, music and something that tracks your runs. Long story short-it didn't work, so I didn't run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can map my run right back to the couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-7538729279254243844?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/7538729279254243844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=7538729279254243844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7538729279254243844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/7538729279254243844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/map-my-fitness-sucks.html' title='Map My Fitness Sucks'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SymPrNC9frI/AAAAAAAABC4/sNLfnctpiy0/s72-c/photo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3013978929223202911</id><published>2009-12-15T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:41:42.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resemblance'/><title type='text'>Erik=Opa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Syhx8ojrxHI/AAAAAAAABCw/RSMESyKbCwA/s1600-h/opa_and_erik_8months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Syhx8ojrxHI/AAAAAAAABCw/RSMESyKbCwA/s320/opa_and_erik_8months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415703838406198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Erik was born I thought he was a clone of Keith's baby pictures. As he's grown over the months I still saw the resemblance, and thought out of all the boys he looked the most like Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last couple of months, and in looking at Keith's dad's baby picture again, I began to ask myself "Did I give birth to Keith's dad"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure during the boys' pictures that we tried to get a pose similar to Opa's picture, at least for a side by side comparison. They were both 8 months old in the pictures (eventhough Erik's was 76 years after Opa's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resemblance is unbelievable. Same smile, cheeks, facial structure and head. I can't get over it. I see absolutely none of my features in my baby boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing he's a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's neat that they share those characteristics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3013978929223202911?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3013978929223202911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3013978929223202911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3013978929223202911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3013978929223202911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/erikopa.html' title='Erik=Opa'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Syhx8ojrxHI/AAAAAAAABCw/RSMESyKbCwA/s72-c/opa_and_erik_8months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3455986658641749288</id><published>2009-12-14T21:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:50:54.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Kolbe's Holiday Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SycifFSoCwI/AAAAAAAABCo/H0wwN5bTqo0/s1600-h/IMG_5043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SycifFSoCwI/AAAAAAAABCo/H0wwN5bTqo0/s320/IMG_5043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415334994327898882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kolbe's Holiday Concert was Friday morning at 9am, and I had been looking forward to it for a long time. Last year, his program (and Nick's), was canceled due to icy roads, so it's been 2 years since we've seen him sing. The last time he was so little that when he saw us he ran out through the audience and sat with us the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a lot different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so impressed with all the kids. They sang 5 songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer&lt;br /&gt;• Up on the HouseTop&lt;br /&gt;• I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;• We Wish You a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;• Jingle Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're not talking a snippet, they sang the whole song-all the verses. That is a lot for 4 and 5 year-olds to remember, and get up and sing in front of a large crowd. It was a great morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Kolbe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3455986658641749288?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3455986658641749288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3455986658641749288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3455986658641749288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3455986658641749288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/kolbes-holiday-program.html' title='Kolbe&apos;s Holiday Program'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SycifFSoCwI/AAAAAAAABCo/H0wwN5bTqo0/s72-c/IMG_5043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-6964632348469554275</id><published>2009-12-12T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:04:48.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa claus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa'/><title type='text'>Visiting Santa: SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyO-F7W1CyI/AAAAAAAABCg/youWHXg_lqQ/s1600-h/santa_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyO-F7W1CyI/AAAAAAAABCg/youWHXg_lqQ/s320/santa_2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414380186071534370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday night I took all 3 boys and met my Mom at Vista Ridge Mall to visit Santa. I had NO expectations since last year didn't go so great, and it was the first time trying to get all 3 in a shot. Plus, I didn't know if the baby would be scared, or if Nick would fight it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all did so great, and my 8-year old sister Taylor got in the picture too. Most of the time she goes and we get all of them together-it's kind of become tradition that my Mom and I take them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, there wasn't a single person in line on a Friday night, so Kolbe got a lot of time to talk to Santa and tell him he wanted...you guessed it...choo choos!! We are working on year 4 of train addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all did GREAT! Thanks Santa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Kolbe looks SO much older in this picture, I can't get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-6964632348469554275?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/6964632348469554275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=6964632348469554275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6964632348469554275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/6964632348469554275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/visiting-santa-success.html' title='Visiting Santa: SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyO-F7W1CyI/AAAAAAAABCg/youWHXg_lqQ/s72-c/santa_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5346845315709099982</id><published>2009-12-11T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:32:08.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteering'/><title type='text'>Volunteering: Gift Bags at the VNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyLUhEIkL6I/AAAAAAAABCY/VQZ4a0Hb3So/s1600-h/03715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyLUhEIkL6I/AAAAAAAABCY/VQZ4a0Hb3So/s320/03715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414123366563196834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up until summer of this year my grandmother and I were doing Meals on Wheels 1 to 2 Fridays a month (when I had Fridays off). Since then, I have started doing 5 day work weeks, and have not had the opportunity to work with the VNA (&lt;a href="http://vnaa.org/vnaa/siteshelltemplates/homepage_navigate.htm"&gt;Visiting Nurses Association&lt;/a&gt;)...but Wednesday night we got our chance again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way over to the VNA office where there was a group wrapping packages and assembling gift bags to hand out on the holiday delivery routes this year. 3700 bags needed to be filled in 2 days!! It was a great system, and it ended up being over 28,000 items (7+ per bag) that were wrapped, boxed and placed into gift bags. My grandmother and I figured we probably packed about 50-75 bags each in about 2 hours. There were a good 50-60 people there during our shift, half of them from a local high school class. They had food available for us and snacks, but most of all we just really enjoyed doing that together and being able to give our time. That really is the best thing you can offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always reminded by the people that receive the meals, and it is ingrained in my memory when they told us most times the delivery person is the only person these recipients will see in a day. I hope that these gift bags will brighten their day, and that they enjoy the holiday season happy and healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5346845315709099982?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5346845315709099982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5346845315709099982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5346845315709099982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5346845315709099982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/12/volunteering-gift-bags-at-vna.html' title='Volunteering: Gift Bags at the VNA'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SyLUhEIkL6I/AAAAAAAABCY/VQZ4a0Hb3So/s72-c/03715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8758888516861285346</id><published>2009-11-23T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:16:34.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grossology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scitech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><title type='text'>Grossology</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc02b249a1d289ff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc02b249a1d289ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1BB061AAF33691C74ED445F9F8DE037B9DE751.375C14E8604DA685C6CEAE2CA12C3978AA0621FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc02b249a1d289ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00l8sezB52eWmvl-ESWI2hBePIo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc02b249a1d289ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331441999%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1BB061AAF33691C74ED445F9F8DE037B9DE751.375C14E8604DA685C6CEAE2CA12C3978AA0621FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc02b249a1d289ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D00l8sezB52eWmvl-ESWI2hBePIo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; On Saturday Keith and I took the boys to &lt;a href="http://www.mindstretchingfun.org/"&gt;SciTech in Frisco for the Grossology Exhibit!&lt;/a&gt; They LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was geared towards bodily functions: toots, burps, poops, snot, etc. There were games that launched balls into a giant nose (acting as dirt). When the nose is full is sneezes them back out. Slides and climbing walls that were supposed to be enlarged skin and the intestines. Hands-on booths for making "snot". A life size "operation" game and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really inexpensive too (which is what we are going for right now). I believe it was $6.50 each and of course Nick and Erik were free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't ask for a better place for 3 boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8758888516861285346?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8758888516861285346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8758888516861285346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8758888516861285346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8758888516861285346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/grossology.html' title='Grossology'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-3268026535710617948</id><published>2009-11-18T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:39:14.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acne'/><title type='text'>Kairos Acne Care: I Want to Try!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwR298H_hcI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qKH0ha0bGmM/s1600/kairos-acne-care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwR298H_hcI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qKH0ha0bGmM/s320/kairos-acne-care.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405576259235186114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anewmode.com/beauty/introducing-kairos-acne-care-clear-skin-gorge"&gt;Site Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine sent me this months and months ago, and I guess now that I have broken out with zits the size of tomatoes on my face the last couple of weeks I'm interested in it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's a hair care system that also clears up your skin! Here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In place of acne-aggravating oils that are found in to many hair-care products, Kairos uses natural oils that don’t clog pores. This also prevents oil build-up so you don’t have to shampoo as often which is ideal for someone like me with very oily-prone hair. In addition, several of the products are formulated with acne-fighting Salicylic Acid, which has been proven to clear, heal, and prevent the recurrence of blemishes. Don’t worry though, your hair will NOT smell like chemicals, the products contain a delicious blend of natural botanicals such as Lavender Oil, Sweet Almond Oil, Tee Tree Oil, and Chamomile, for a soft, delicious scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look on ebay for it...but I want to try it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-3268026535710617948?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/3268026535710617948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=3268026535710617948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3268026535710617948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/3268026535710617948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/kairos-acne-care-i-want-to-try.html' title='Kairos Acne Care: I Want to Try!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwR298H_hcI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qKH0ha0bGmM/s72-c/kairos-acne-care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-4620817685188271543</id><published>2009-11-16T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:29:45.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Review:2012/Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwHe8YfuUoI/AAAAAAAABCI/kO8Fg14TepI/s1600/75506_aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwHe8YfuUoI/AAAAAAAABCI/kO8Fg14TepI/s320/75506_aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404846156770333314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the online synopsis of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptic sci-fi thriller following the prophecy stated by the ancient Mayan calendar, which says that the world will come to an end on December 21, 2012. When a global cataclysm thrusts the world into chaos, divorced writer and father Jackson Curtis (&lt;a href="http://www.fandango.com/johncusack/filmography/p16329"&gt;John Cusack&lt;/a&gt;) joins the race to ensure that humankind is not completely wiped out. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nicolle's online review of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just OKAY. So-so, eh, alright, something to do, a GREAT way to get out of the house and away from the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I think I over-expected too much-which in my old age I have learned everything is about expectations. This movie was a little too long ( 2 1/2 hours), and very over the top. Keith and I were actually laughing out loud when we really shouldn't have been. I mean, it's not polite to laugh when plastic surgeons are trying to fly planes and lift them off the ground that is eating itself and millions of other people, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and I enjoyed it because we were on a date and eating happily at the Studio Movie Grill. We also enjoyed an evening of dinner and drinks at Maggiano's followed by a stop at Albert and Debbie's place for Debbie's 40th birthday party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in celebration of our dating anniversary (which I still make Keith celebrate, but hey he didn't mind when he found out it was a night off), 16 years ago today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY KEITH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-4620817685188271543?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/4620817685188271543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=4620817685188271543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4620817685188271543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/4620817685188271543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/review2012date-night.html' title='Review:2012/Date Night'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SwHe8YfuUoI/AAAAAAAABCI/kO8Fg14TepI/s72-c/75506_aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-9109305608761691156</id><published>2009-11-13T10:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:52:23.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Apple-Turkey Wrap Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sv2qReSxpwI/AAAAAAAABCA/jj2EOx_-Ta8/s1600-h/foar02_sneaklentils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sv2qReSxpwI/AAAAAAAABCA/jj2EOx_-Ta8/s320/foar02_sneaklentils.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403662345080776450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disclaimer: This didn't go over so well with the kids, and the picture is not accurate, but I tried this new recipe for a turkey-apple wrap and is was de-lish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;• Tortillas&lt;br /&gt;• Honey mustard&lt;br /&gt;• Apples&lt;br /&gt;• Turkey&lt;br /&gt;• Cheese&lt;br /&gt;• Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept mine really simple because the boys like "cleaner" foods, and it was yummy. Just spread honey mustard on the tortilla, put layer of lettuce (I used Romain-more nutrients), cut up apples, turkey and cheese and layer in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick and easy and no more than 150 calories!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-9109305608761691156?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/9109305608761691156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=9109305608761691156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9109305608761691156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/9109305608761691156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/apple-turkey-wrap-recipe.html' title='Apple-Turkey Wrap Recipe'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sv2qReSxpwI/AAAAAAAABCA/jj2EOx_-Ta8/s72-c/foar02_sneaklentils.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-8982389846543184621</id><published>2009-11-11T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:43:46.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bounce house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Bounce House Rental</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Svt1rs8wvBI/AAAAAAAABB4/fT2jWelCbhg/s1600-h/IMG_4884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Svt1rs8wvBI/AAAAAAAABB4/fT2jWelCbhg/s320/IMG_4884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403041571621878802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kolbe's birthday party was a lot of fun, and went fairly well considering it was the first kids' party we had ever had at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirate theme, hunting for gold, hot dogs in buns made to look like pirate ships...and the best part...CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I was VERY impressed with the bounce house we rented and the place we used. I found it online, and you didn't have to talk to anyone (which was a little unsettling but their emails were excellent). You plug in your zip code, order, they give you all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, the bounce house arrived at the exact time slot they said, and we had it ALL day...we're talking 11 hours. They came and took it down within 15 minutes and it was perfect! All for only $87!! You can't get much better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the place, we would definitely use them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://order.jumpforfun.com/gallery.shtm"&gt;JUMP FOR FUN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-8982389846543184621?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/8982389846543184621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=8982389846543184621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8982389846543184621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/8982389846543184621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/bounce-house-rental.html' title='Bounce House Rental'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Svt1rs8wvBI/AAAAAAAABB4/fT2jWelCbhg/s72-c/IMG_4884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1318033202257875949</id><published>2009-11-05T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:39:12.487-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizzeria'/><title type='text'>Review: Russo's New York Pizzeria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvOnhg-nwuI/AAAAAAAABBg/YmKg5A3i3-8/s1600-h/4953_1142633480975_1081604661_399595_1162417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvOnhg-nwuI/AAAAAAAABBg/YmKg5A3i3-8/s320/4953_1142633480975_1081604661_399595_1162417_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400844572377465570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my new favorite pizza place!! Ever since Pappa's (which was once Chicago's in Addison off Beltline) closed, I have been on the hunt for a replacement...this is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I tried this several months back, and I have been there many times since. Ginormous New York style slices, great atmosphere and pizzas 5 times the size of my head. Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get a slice and a salad (as many toppings as you can come up with) for $6.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go with me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypizzeria.com/about.html"&gt;Locations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1318033202257875949?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1318033202257875949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1318033202257875949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1318033202257875949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1318033202257875949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/review-russos-new-york-pizzeria.html' title='Review: Russo&apos;s New York Pizzeria'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvOnhg-nwuI/AAAAAAAABBg/YmKg5A3i3-8/s72-c/4953_1142633480975_1081604661_399595_1162417_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5843240027800967353</id><published>2009-11-03T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:42:58.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family reunion'/><title type='text'>Hasenauer Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvCUTGSV5ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/TP7UBPqbOLs/s1600-h/4generation_5generation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvCUTGSV5ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/TP7UBPqbOLs/s320/4generation_5generation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979009043195282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in August, there was a Hasenauer Family Reunion up in Pennsylvania that quite a few of us went to. It was a wonderful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather, Mom, sister and Kolbe flew up early on Friday morning and my Aunt, Uncle and cousin drove it, so we all made it in Friday afternoon. Lots of family there that picked us up and we were able to spend hours visiting. We stayed at my cousins' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual reunion was that Saturday, and we spent pretty much all day there. They had rented a pavilion and the set up was comfortable and low-key, perfect weather. TONS of food and a potluck style. I couldn't get over how much food was there, but was not surprised, since everything up there is planned around meals. =) It was greatly organized, with lots of information on the family, lineage, name tags, pictures, etc. I met a lot of new people and got to visit with those already known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting thing (to me), is that we were getting a 5 GENERATION picture. My great-grandfather, my grandfather, my Mom, me and my son! How often are people able to do that? We have been able to get 4-generation pictures quite a few times (shown is one over 20 years ago), but the 5-generation is really unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Sunday and Monday site seeing and visiting. Roadside America, shopping and more eating! It was a wonderful trip and I'm glad Kolbe was able to experience it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5843240027800967353?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5843240027800967353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5843240027800967353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5843240027800967353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5843240027800967353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/11/hasenauer-family-reunion.html' title='Hasenauer Family Reunion'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/SvCUTGSV5ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/TP7UBPqbOLs/s72-c/4generation_5generation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-1278405434941093306</id><published>2009-10-31T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:11:31.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Su0JiCNxKHI/AAAAAAAABBQ/t1estcv4Roc/s1600-h/IMG_4903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Su0JiCNxKHI/AAAAAAAABBQ/t1estcv4Roc/s320/IMG_4903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398982008601913458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great week of fun-filled Halloween celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night was the Fall Festival at Kolbe's school where there were candy, games a bounce house, face painting of LOTS of kids!! Kolbe won another immortal fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the Halloween party and parade at Kolbe's school (where my child was the ONLY one not dressed up thanks to dear old Mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Halloween at Fossil- which I was VERY sad to miss while being laid up in bed with a 24-hour bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course tonight was Halloween night. My Mom and sisters came over so we could all go out and trick or treat with the boys. We got an early start, a little after 6 and didn't get in until around 8. The kids buckets were full, the weather was great, the boys were great and my sister was a hilarious and believable OLD WITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Keith has been in bed all night sick again, and I'm very sorry he missed trick or treating with the boys. I'm hoping he will be better tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a safe Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-1278405434941093306?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/1278405434941093306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=1278405434941093306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1278405434941093306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/1278405434941093306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Su0JiCNxKHI/AAAAAAAABBQ/t1estcv4Roc/s72-c/IMG_4903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127725808523781481.post-5374388700931989531</id><published>2009-10-29T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:23:20.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday, Kolbe Paul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sup304JkErI/AAAAAAAABBI/uOQVFf3oQZ4/s1600-h/kolbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sup304JkErI/AAAAAAAABBI/uOQVFf3oQZ4/s320/kolbe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398258853666362034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe it was 5 years ago today that Keith and I welcomed our first son. It's been an amazing 5 years, and I love taking this day to reflect on the start of parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.houseofmuellers.com/movie_announcement/movies.htm"&gt;SEE KOLBE'S ONLINE BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127725808523781481-5374388700931989531?l=houseofmuellers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/feeds/5374388700931989531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127725808523781481&amp;postID=5374388700931989531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5374388700931989531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127725808523781481/posts/default/5374388700931989531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofmuellers.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-5th-birthday-kolbe-paul.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday, Kolbe Paul!'/><author><name>Nicolle of the Muellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011204604462278802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/R70A26de8iI/AAAAAAAAARA/LFqTsWF9Jv4/S220/mueller_family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YfWIdcd-Ke0/Sup304JkErI/AAAAAAAABBI/uOQVFf3oQZ4/s72-c/kolbe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
