<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:45:17.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Rodgers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-3538001354451626958</id><published>2009-02-24T15:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:55:52.375+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Hayley Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not long after New Year our little princess turned 4. I don't know if I can call her princess as much as I used to cause the attitude she has shown since then has made her more like the devil child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a little party for her at the Mt Annan Botanical Gardens with some of her friends, and then afterwards we went to Mum and Dads for more cake and coffee. She enjoyed her day and got some wonderful presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN8eEappVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kd3ueQea3PE/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN8eEappVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kd3ueQea3PE/s400/P1010225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306221641996019026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN9JMPoEWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FkPEZGbzcDs/s1600-h/P1010204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN9JMPoEWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FkPEZGbzcDs/s400/P1010204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306222382831636834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN9lztBGvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SratSRdxSuE/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN9lztBGvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SratSRdxSuE/s400/P1010205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306222874460232434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-3538001354451626958?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/3538001354451626958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=3538001354451626958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/3538001354451626958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/3538001354451626958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-hayley-bee.html' title='Happy Birthday to Hayley Bee'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN8eEappVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kd3ueQea3PE/s72-c/P1010225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-6190724985232542544</id><published>2009-02-24T15:11:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:38:53.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We welcomed 2009 in with a huge BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was hot, my parents have a pool, so they kindly let us take over their house for the evening and most of the next day. We had a combination of good friends and family; this along with good food, a substantial amount of alcohol and lots of laughs made it a night to be remembered by everyone (even when I did lose my engagement ring down the cracks of mum and dads decking) it ended well, we managed to hook it out the next morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{057D4912-E207-4FD6-A5EF-8DBFE892EBC9}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3HalIc4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/unifKXUuvzk/s1600-h/P1010120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3HalIc4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/unifKXUuvzk/s400/P1010120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215755250430850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At home before we left. Mart in the background obviously under the influence already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3Hkpo48I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uS0RGJIoBW0/s1600-h/P1010144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3Hkpo48I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uS0RGJIoBW0/s400/P1010144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215757953688514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some of the oldies (Dad, Uncle Vic, Mum and Nanny Margy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{9079E44F-42DC-47A4-AA89-6BFDA26E0749}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3H48lYlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3b_GwWLsM4M/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3H48lYlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3b_GwWLsM4M/s400/P1010191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215763401859666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{1E9FEA71-B8C0-4A0B-AA39-4003C5A5DA7D}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Moorebank Highschool gang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN45sRsVjI/AAAAAAAAAII/98MAhpxQ63Q/s1600-h/P1010166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN45sRsVjI/AAAAAAAAAII/98MAhpxQ63Q/s400/P1010166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217718505821746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang &amp;amp; Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN45Z_30MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rO439gt-Oks/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN45Z_30MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rO439gt-Oks/s400/Picture+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217713599238338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{68216FC5-383B-492C-A862-748F52B4E054}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Krys, Mart and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-6190724985232542544?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/6190724985232542544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=6190724985232542544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6190724985232542544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6190724985232542544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SaN3HalIc4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/unifKXUuvzk/s72-c/P1010120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-2749048547091545289</id><published>2009-02-24T09:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:41:00.964+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, Ive neglected the blog for a few months.  I havent really had the time, it was really hard over the school holidays, the kids had good days and bad days, boredom mostly, and that extra 1.5 weeks that private schools get over the christmas break makes it almost 2 months that the kids have off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Im back, and Im starting to get a little more organised. Hayley has started Pre-K and is enjoying absolutely loving it. On the other hand, I dislike Tuesdays and Thursdays when she is at home with me and is rather testing of my patience. She has lots of little friends, and is learning lots and lots, her brain is like a sponge,  the latest from her is &lt;span id="{94842497-EC1F-4C32-A467-491146AB5773}" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mummy, I know how to say Amen now"!  &lt;/span&gt;The Pre-K kids get involved in Chapel and also do a little biblical studies session in their classroom each day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jack has made an ok start into Year 1. The first 3 weeks were a little hard on him. It is different to Kindergarten; Kindergarten there was still alot of play time in the classroom, from the first day of Year 1 it was straight into learning. It was ALOT more structured and I think it took him some time to get used to.  The last two weeks I have seen him back to his normal happy self; his reading is coming along in leaps and bounds, and he seems to enjoy his homework, spelling words, and reading for 10 minutes each night. He then has to record each book he reads into his reading diary. Cricket has finished this week, I cant see him aspiring into a budding cricketer but he cannot wait till soccer starts again in a few weeks time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im well, adjusting to having to get two children ready for school by 8am but that has proven to be alot easier than expected. Everything has to be done by a a strict time frame, you cant be late for anything and if you are Im sure it will just fall apart. Mart has some exciting things happening, a possible sale of our business, possibly a big career change, we'll know more by the end of the week and hopefully he will have signed the contract. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Im back. There will be lots of posts coming up, I really havent done anything since Christmas and I do have lots of pictures to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-2749048547091545289?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/2749048547091545289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=2749048547091545289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2749048547091545289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2749048547091545289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2009/02/neglected-blog.html' title='Neglected Blog'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/th_nataliesig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-8989457061695428047</id><published>2008-12-29T22:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:01:23.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Interuption to the Christmas posting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Sorry, interrupting the 2nd part of the Christmas post to do this; I stole it from &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.salsbloggythingy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.......you bold everything you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Started your own blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Slept under the stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Played in a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Visited The Great Barrier Reef.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Stood under the stars in the outback, the real outback – think Uluru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Been to the Gold Coast’s theme parks – anyone, you take your pick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{16511F01-7D1A-4C4C-8941-4B8B08C88550}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{8A4A4EE0-1882-402E-8BDE-D5B87708FB56}"&gt;10. Sung a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="{8A4A4EE0-1882-402E-8BDE-D5B87708FB56}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. Bungee jumped, jumped out of plane, been paragliding or hang-gliding, hot air ballooning – you get the idea, you’ve been hundreds of metres about earth in a seemingly flimsy contraption.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. Visited Melbourne.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{9363E6CD-7D26-486C-B274-212508355359}"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Had a child. Raised a child. Worked with children.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;16. Had food poisoning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{18F74BDC-C763-4CA4-8E05-F5D027D21E56}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;17. Been to the Snowy Mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;19. Visited the Brett Whitely studio in Surry Hills, Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train or bus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="{FE2FE39C-1ED1-4D00-A9C5-44A13E3B13C9}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;22. Been backpacking. Are you nuts, I dont backpack!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{4B4803DB-51FB-4AEB-916A-00BEC3BFC49A}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;23. Taken a mental health day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{FF47379A-C2E9-4BCC-B421-8A02BA86919C}"&gt;24. Been buried in sand with just your head and toes sticking out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;25. Held a possum, kangaroo or koala – or any other native Australian animal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;27. Been in a fun run.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{450BE550-1305-48DB-B873-6F9F3E399051}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;28. Been on the Blue Mountain cableway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I think so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;31. Played, or watched, summer cricket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;32. Sailed, kayaked or canoed our beautiful waterways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;33. Seen the Daintree.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;35. Visited an Aboriginal settlement or mission.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;36. Learned a new language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{1C5BBE32-8DD5-405E-B0A8-CA05D65C00A1}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;38. Toured the Sydney Opera House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;39. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tried rock climbing (indoor or outdoor), abseiling or just simple bush walking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{0795A46F-5FC2-4124-B3B1-25D16D288865}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;40. Visit Queensland’s Gallery of Modern Art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;41. Been to the Tamworth Country Music Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;42. Sunbaked at Bondi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;44. Visited Broome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{501C3BF4-FED6-4982-9B35-054AA8A3FE41}"&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;47. Had your portrait painted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{B3F88F21-2D39-42C7-89A8-58BBD8501F2E}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;48. Gone fishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{C06CE529-8483-4F0A-B669-BE150E79F22A}"&gt;49. Seen Tasmania’s old growth forests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;50. Been to the top of Q1, on the Gold Coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;51. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkelling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;52. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kissed in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;53. Played in the mud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theatre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;55. Been in a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;56. Driven the Great Ocean Road.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;57. Started a business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{B12917EB-7FA6-429B-9ABA-DEE12FC0F3C5}"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;59. Visited Norfolk Island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;61. Sold Girl Guide biscuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;62. Gone whale watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="{589BE81F-18BF-49BA-A6BD-0BBAD64C1AB8}" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{BF9FD59B-A9B0-4FF2-929D-4FBAC6010CA3}"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{1213299B-573C-4AAC-9981-AAAF5460C271}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;65. Gone jet boating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{D85CCCC7-B4C8-4C46-BD81-F6F5681D2796}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{D85CCCC7-B4C8-4C46-BD81-F6F5681D2796}"&gt;6. Visited Port Arthur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="{C5B6A069-981C-486F-B669-0AB68C5EA212}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Bounced a cheque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{842FC2AF-87B7-431B-9F23-A026390DFC0D}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;69. Saved a favourite childhood toy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;70. Visited the Australian War Memorial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{63633C8A-5493-4D24-BE2C-DCFE709816B3}"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;72. Pieced a quilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{3062D5AA-F6C3-46B7-B90D-11592083AE3A}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;73. Stood in Federation Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{441DE4CA-E53F-4A57-BFC2-18C6A301C30F}"&gt;74. Been on the Murray River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{0B142C9B-5D65-4050-90EE-4CEC441283E3}"&gt;75. Been fired from a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="{FEB31F51-A282-4F04-ABFF-6F10EC9A4235}" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;76. Travelled, or climbed, over the Sydney Harbour Bridge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;77. Broken a bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{3BE08DDF-148E-489B-8ACD-F5C6501260ED}"&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;79. Seen the Three Sisters at Echo Point, Katoomba.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;80. Published a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;81. Visited St Mary’s Cathedral, in Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;82. Bought a brand new car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;83. Been to Hermannsburg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;85. Read the entire Bible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;86. Visited Parliament House.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;88. Had chickenpox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="{7CA0FDBE-253D-4230-8DEC-A8777949085A}"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;90. Sat on a jury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;91. Met someone famous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;92. Joined a book club.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;93. Lost a loved one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;94. Saved a pet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;95. Been to the site of the Eureka Stockade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;96. Swum in The Whitsundays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;97. Been involved in a lawsuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;98. Owned a mobile phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;100. Read an entire book in one day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-8989457061695428047?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/8989457061695428047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=8989457061695428047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8989457061695428047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8989457061695428047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/interuption-to-christmas-posting.html' title='Interuption to the Christmas posting....'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/th_nataliesig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-8572645645950156077</id><published>2008-12-28T23:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:11:41.274+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{E7B7293F-76E9-4E18-94A5-2FFA8B52AA0E}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;The build up to Christmas here was huge, the kids were the most social little butterflies . It really feels like we have been hardly home for the last 3 or so weeks. Monday before christmas I had to finalise the shopping, there was no way I was going to tackle it the last two days before christmas, on Tuesday we met up with the Macklinshaws (Jacks best friend from school) and we all had lunch at the local and exchanged Christmas gifts. That evening we met up with 3 of my school friends at Moorebank Sports club for a meal and a chat, Mart got to meet them as well, and it was a really nice night. Christmas Eve, I braved Macarthur Square, wanted to get the kids some new clothes, and both needed new shoes desperately. Surprisingly enough it wasn't as bad as I thought, the kids whinged and whined alot, they were sick of following me around shop to shop, but I bribed them with Maccas and a trip to the Vlatkos house that evening to exchange more christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;The plan was to have the kids in bed nice and early, but of course a planed plan never works out. Got home from the Vlatkos about 9pm, after Jack almost using an entire 2 litres milk for the reindeer and leaving Santa about 10 packets of tiny teddies he was ready to sleep.  I was sure I was in for an early wake up, but I was poked and prodded at 6.45am, which is much better than expected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing beats the delight on childrens faces when they wake up to presents galore on Christmas morning. I think my two were both very impressed with there new toys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;Jacks was very musical this year with a drum kit and a proper guitar for children, he also got some mega block navy things, arts and crafts stuff, puzzles, and a remote control monster truck....Santa your so clever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3orHuUCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fVjo-egf1zE/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3orHuUCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fVjo-egf1zE/s400/P1010013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284824228396159010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"What I always wanted Mum....."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3oW7KXfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EqzlMTK0-fk/s1600-h/P1010023_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3oW7KXfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EqzlMTK0-fk/s400/P1010023_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284824222974762482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jack with drum kit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3oN5f4HI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pj_AQYeIiAA/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3oN5f4HI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pj_AQYeIiAA/s400/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284824220551864434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jack with Guitar on his back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{8A66C763-9FD2-4E07-94D1-58915D33B48C}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For my little princess this year was alot of Barbie. Santa brought her the Fisher Price Digital Art Studio, and a Barbie make up kit which seems to be the number 1 gift; she also got the Barbie boat, some arts and crafts things, and some games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4yo6dRtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4rdFq8bdJn8/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4yo6dRtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4rdFq8bdJn8/s400/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825499113965266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hayley loving her Make up Kit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4zh_kWOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kQxB9-BtF3Q/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4zh_kWOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kQxB9-BtF3Q/s400/P1010022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825514436221154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hayley after doing her makeup. Isnt the Orange eyeshadow just delightful :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4y4xUKXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1RpMsmTnjSY/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd4y4xUKXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1RpMsmTnjSY/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284825503370586482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{5A7C58F4-146A-4BCF-BF81-DDFBF3643D89}" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Showing off one of her stamp kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Breakfast  went out the window that morning, bad Mummy, but they both wouldnt settle down enough to eat, and I was a little to relaxed myself to even care to much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;**disclaimer** its midnight, I must sleep now before I turn into a pumpkin, Christmas part two tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good night y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-8572645645950156077?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/8572645645950156077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=8572645645950156077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8572645645950156077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8572645645950156077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVd3orHuUCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fVjo-egf1zE/s72-c/P1010013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-6893876109940161786</id><published>2008-12-28T23:22:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:39:41.271+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 20th December  - NSW Mortgage Brokers/Platinum Property Xmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{A32F2463-4E7B-4C17-8281-6A76ED8B5097}" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="{D73CC311-A1CA-4345-A788-8C0A1BEF77DD}" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday 20th December - NSWMB and Platinum Property combined Christmas Party&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="{A32F2463-4E7B-4C17-8281-6A76ED8B5097}"&gt; GREAT NIGHT! We all went to dinner at a restaurant in Darling Harbour, cant remember what it was called, but it was Italian. I had the nicest Fish Ravioli for entree,  yep the Ravioli was filled with Barramundi, it was delicious and for main I had Osso Bucco on a bed of creamy garlic Mash. YUM! &lt;/span&gt;From there we headed across to the Lyric Theatre at Star City Casino and watched the second last show of the musical Priscilla Queen of the Desert. OH MY GOSH! The show was fantastic! I really didn't think Mart would enjoy it but it was really hard not to. Todd Mckenney definitely stole the show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVdxoo0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a1CqJRW-rP0/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVdxoo0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a1CqJRW-rP0/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284817630708949538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mart and I before the show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats about the only photo of the night, I was to lazy to take pictures and noone else wanted to. Originally the plan was for us to stay overnight at the Casino, but when I found out that the room was costing $350.00 for one night and lets face it we'd hardly be in it anyway, we quickly turfed that idea. I can do alot for $350.00, and I can sleep in my own bed for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="{F77F4B89-47F8-4D92-A9C9-34FD310640FF}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kids were dissapointed they never got to have their sleep over at Nannys house but they dont realise a sleep over means you MUST go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-6893876109940161786?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/6893876109940161786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=6893876109940161786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6893876109940161786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6893876109940161786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday-20th-december-nsw-mortgage.html' title='Saturday 20th December  - NSW Mortgage Brokers/Platinum Property Xmas Party'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVdxoo0g4iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a1CqJRW-rP0/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-2046516046003855504</id><published>2008-12-28T07:54:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:52:12.491+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 19th December - Marts Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, so I sucked at getting this thing up to date...and Christmas has been and gone.....but oh well, its been an unusually hectic time (that's the excuse I'm giving myself anyway).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="{6437D048-94ED-4BDB-BB00-DA59AAE332B1}" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday 19th December  - Marts 36th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;. WOW 36 years old.  Mart and I got together when he was 18 and I was a mere 16years old. 20 years ago. Here we are 20 years later, been through 3 houses and and have two little kidlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He really dislikes having his birthday so close to Christmas, its really hard to organise anything, like this year, most of our friends had Christmas parties on that night, so a small group of us just went to eat at the Outback Steakhouse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{5233CA47-FB10-462A-A162-057840CD5115}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZa6b8p0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/iPZrlYSz8ng/s1600-h/P1000966_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZa6b8p0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/iPZrlYSz8ng/s400/P1000966_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579900407981890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rodgers Family 19th Dec 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{77414CE1-171B-490A-B1B6-A8EA1DCB459C}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbBfgaLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/FDPT8evG-yM/s1600-h/P1000939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbBfgaLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/FDPT8evG-yM/s400/P1000939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579902301956274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="{CA88082A-7CFD-4D3E-815B-699BB9D24948}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My Dad, Birthday Boy and a great friend Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{C21D22DA-4BE4-49C0-9319-6C3FA058E945}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbj-SyvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/exOenDIyayk/s1600-h/P1000965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbj-SyvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/exOenDIyayk/s400/P1000965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579911557892850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="{9C4A10BB-FEBF-45FF-B9FA-73ACB875F31B}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marts Dad Daryl, Jack and Mart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{5F697A90-6A24-49BA-81DB-436AFAC12E4D}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbO_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tGsKbe4NGH0/s1600-h/P1000941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZbO_SQUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tGsKbe4NGH0/s400/P1000941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284579905924907330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me, Mum &amp;amp; Hayley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaa15GZXSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F-XvZsmgOus/s1600-h/P1000956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaa15GZXSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F-XvZsmgOus/s400/P1000956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284581463417249058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="{5EA01B8B-A300-48ED-B835-95707E147390}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Mart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After dinner I dropped Mart and Steve at the pub, came home finally managed to get the kids into bed and crashed out myself, I never heard them knocking on the front door, so I was rudely awoken to the phone ringing at 12.45am, the thought of taking keys obviously didnt cross his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, there's another birthday gone by. Cheers to many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-2046516046003855504?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/2046516046003855504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=2046516046003855504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2046516046003855504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2046516046003855504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-19th-december-marts-birthday.html' title='Friday 19th December - Marts Birthday'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SVaZa6b8p0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/iPZrlYSz8ng/s72-c/P1000966_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-4814674507248139441</id><published>2008-12-21T12:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:54:41.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="{16D4752F-1B45-45D7-9E64-450DC5DC40D2}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is what my children do when they are supposed to be cleaning out the toy shop that is my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kV3KyGkb7D8"&gt;Rockstar, by Jack and Hayley 15th December 2008.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Theres the link to the video on You Tube. Tried uploading straight to blogger but the upload will take forever as the file is HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Its obvious Jacks musical ability has nothing to do with his vocal cords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-4814674507248139441?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/4814674507248139441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=4814674507248139441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/4814674507248139441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/4814674507248139441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/video-time.html' title='Video Time'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/th_nataliesig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-8025399324491741405</id><published>2008-12-21T08:14:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:17:29.193+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday 8th thru to Sunday 14th December</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lots of little things happened during this week, instead of starting new posts for each day, Ill combine the week in one post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="{44128636-3295-4ABA-BE10-E28A77D76456}" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 8th December - Party Day at school for Jack.&lt;/span&gt;  The second last day of school arrived, and today was party day. The week before each child was given a big Christmas lunchbox from school, and we were to pack it with lots of yummy goodies for the party. Jack raved about it most of the evening so I take that as he had a great time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="{A2CA879F-124D-4E16-A978-84D6760CAC29}" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 9th December - Last day of Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;. Felt a bit sad, cant believe that my Jack has now completed his first year of school and next year will be in Year 1. I am forever grateful that he had a great teacher for his first year and word has it that his Kindergarten teacher will be taking Prep next year which means that Hayley will have her for next year as well. School finished at midday, so Jack and I went off and did some fun things together, shop (yes of course, thats a fun thing), and had lunch, things that we dont often get to do together because we have a little biddy with us all he time, this time she was in pre-school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wed, Thursday and Friday the kids where at my Mums a fair bit. It gave me the chance to get some Christmas Shopping "started", and I had to pop into the office a few times during that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday 13th December - Lucas's 4th Birthday at the Train Shed (Vicarys Winery). &lt;/span&gt; Lucas turned 4. Toni had a little party for him at the Train Shed at Luddenham. After some pretty horrific weather the previous 3 days, Saturday morning turned out to be hot, but then the wind picked up, not a little breeze, we are talking gale force winds that ended up blowing lunches off tables.  We managed to spend about 2 hrs there but gave up in the end and took the kids back to Tonis for cake and water play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1k2KvceqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GJ2I1ulgibs/s1600-h/P1000856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1k2KvceqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GJ2I1ulgibs/s400/P1000856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281988819734526626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids on train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1lyafy0cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/eyY85Q4zz_A/s1600-h/P1000861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1lyafy0cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/eyY85Q4zz_A/s400/P1000861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281989854756000194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{C06CEEC7-18A9-4251-AF66-1FF11AE6165F}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashleigh, Jack &amp;amp; Hayley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{8A94C1F9-4123-4D1E-B3B1-878D243E6A7F}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU18rXM0DaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AcqRjFL5TA0/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU18rXM0DaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AcqRjFL5TA0/s400/P1000875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282015022379437474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley, Kai, Jack, Ashleigh, and Christopher getting choked by Lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{AE26ED38-EBE0-4F16-83A0-AC8B59EDC720}" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was topped off by a nice meal at the Outback Steakhouse with Tommy, Renee and Damo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span id="{58AC27E8-3CCD-48D0-BAD4-97CEA0EBF550}" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday 14th December - Tinishas dancing concert at Mounties.&lt;/span&gt; My cousins little girl Tinisha had her dance concert last Sunday, so Mum, the kids, Ang and Christopher all went along to watch our little munchkin get into the groove. She did so well, was very proud off her up on Stage like that. Ever since that day Hayley has been asking to do dancing....again....undecided if Ill try her again next year, maybe, she still has her heart set on playing soccer and also doing proper gymnastics. Not sure. Decisions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU17VUNBv2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/wauE_hDeXgs/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU17VUNBv2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/wauE_hDeXgs/s400/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282013544106278754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinisha - 3rd from the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU17tZSmpLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ahjxBaMSg00/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU17tZSmpLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ahjxBaMSg00/s400/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282013957788705970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinisha number 1 on front row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-8025399324491741405?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/8025399324491741405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=8025399324491741405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8025399324491741405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/8025399324491741405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/monday-8th-thru-to-sunday-14th-december.html' title='Monday 8th thru to Sunday 14th December'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1k2KvceqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GJ2I1ulgibs/s72-c/P1000856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-9002518775943687212</id><published>2008-12-21T07:41:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:05:33.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 6th December - Mini School Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know! Im still trying to catch up. Hoping to have a fair bit done today at least so I can start a Christmas Day post actually on Christmas Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, Saturday 6th December, I have to say was the best night that I have had in a very very long time. Lets face it, I don't get out alot without the husband or the kids, and not that I don't have a good time with them, it was just different, I was a person.....and not a Mum. Ill always be a wife so that bit dont really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks to Facebook, Ive managed to get in contact with so many of my highschool friends. A mini school reunion was organised at one of the local Sports Clubs.  My friend Krystina and I went together, and after a few inital nerves and two quick Vodkas to gain some courage we walked out to the beer garden with no nerves at all (well hardly non).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{18C2A9DA-F669-4E47-9507-34E833D774FD}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1aQyCz9SI/AAAAAAAAAEI/JSoILkwwJPA/s1600-h/Reunion_6+Dec+08+002%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1aQyCz9SI/AAAAAAAAAEI/JSoILkwwJPA/s400/Reunion_6+Dec+08+002%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281977182333433122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Krystina &amp;amp; I (taken after a few)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1bDEYV1RI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cSC0msiO5Qs/s1600-h/Reunion_6+Dec+08+004%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1bDEYV1RI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cSC0msiO5Qs/s400/Reunion_6+Dec+08+004%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281978046249030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Matt (taken after a few more)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1bnUO6dAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/695LzpZ__sA/s1600-h/Reunion_6+Dec+08+024%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1bnUO6dAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/695LzpZ__sA/s400/Reunion_6+Dec+08+024%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281978668979745794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Adrian and I (taken after a bit to many)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1cH_Zv_bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vY2epNOUyg4/s1600-h/Reunion_6+Dec+08+022%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1cH_Zv_bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vY2epNOUyg4/s400/Reunion_6+Dec+08+022%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281979230323735986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Matt #2 and I (taken after way to much)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't recall, well not for at least 10 years, possibly more ever feeling that hung over the next day. But for that I can blame my Jager Bomb friend Krystina, 1 was fine, #2 I can blame Matt #1, knew I should stopped there, #3 well not sure were that came from, but it came, and it went and so did the feeling in my body.  Combine it with numerous Vodkas, and the next morning you have one big MESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{C23D3D24-1352-4A81-BF32-A9FD85CC87A1}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Looking forward to the next one on Feb 15. No Jager Bombs though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-9002518775943687212?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/9002518775943687212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=9002518775943687212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/9002518775943687212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/9002518775943687212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday-6th-december-mini-school.html' title='Saturday 6th December - Mini School Reunion'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SU1aQyCz9SI/AAAAAAAAAEI/JSoILkwwJPA/s72-c/Reunion_6+Dec+08+002%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-1142703320534971316</id><published>2008-12-17T07:59:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:56:10.407+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 5th December - Birthday Party at the Bike &amp; Safety Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{DA763068-00D4-4870-96B0-22E2B972E12F}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday the 5th was basically just another normal school day,  mainly consisting of christmas craft work and taking all the things off the class room walls. The afternoon was rather rushed, Jack had Bayleys Birthday Party to attend at 4pm, but I somehow had to organise to get Hayley picked up from Preschool. I wouldn't have been able to fit it all in but Mart ended up bringing Hayley home, I had bikes and helmets already loaded in the car and off we went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{69AA7904-F805-4F11-851E-2B82E970488F}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Due to two sets of lights being out on Narellan Road we were stuck in traffic for AGES! I was cranky, hot and frustrated, a birthday party on a Friday afternoon was the last thing I needed. We got there about half hour late, but the kids ended up having fun so I guess thats all that matters really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{F6903635-3857-41E1-B1B5-2EC9427D051B}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgdjGtXzTI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ITQqqK8WBM/s1600-h/P1000820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgdjGtXzTI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ITQqqK8WBM/s400/P1000820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280503052025449778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{7E8CB694-18C7-43B1-807B-CD53AC8614F9}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="{C1FF98AF-27A7-46EF-AF22-F9E41B05D17C}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The girls off on a bike ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{5D8C2D09-BA43-43FC-BCC5-1940E16311AD}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgdxftoP9I/AAAAAAAAADg/yzYDg_vD5o0/s1600-h/P1000823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgdxftoP9I/AAAAAAAAADg/yzYDg_vD5o0/s400/P1000823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280503299255582674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{0D033683-3F3C-4191-9292-9AC5C07429D9}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Youll always find these 3 together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{D7E2763D-2C1E-40FE-A534-E697EBBF0DB9}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgeyIaPyOI/AAAAAAAAADo/-CZutpItNCU/s1600-h/P1000824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgeyIaPyOI/AAAAAAAAADo/-CZutpItNCU/s400/P1000824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280504409691769058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{1A0EF603-AEF3-4B51-B7AD-9E9C8FEBDF6B}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Harry, Kai and Jacko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{4B3D7CBD-450C-4CC6-92D7-8873AC6DA3FE}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgfgUAyaZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lhD2GNx3K0I/s1600-h/P1000830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgfgUAyaZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lhD2GNx3K0I/s400/P1000830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505203080194450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{D5BAEE5D-53B2-4870-8713-DC123890C691}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="{2E5171A9-5B0C-40D0-8CB8-60E7B2232526}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hayley busy decorating her bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{8895B9D9-CF1B-40AA-9B25-1860D8DB6A37}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUggMSR4ejI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d5RPMhMfuEA/s1600-h/P1000834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUggMSR4ejI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d5RPMhMfuEA/s400/P1000834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505958529268274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{546EE290-DA9A-4D37-B9E4-E984F0D0313D}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cake Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{9777B70B-F271-44B4-BCD8-1DABECBC4901}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{8F90EC78-9D25-44B3-A411-1B1CFDD0ED49}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We have attended lots of Birthdays at the Campbelltown Bike &amp;amp; Safety Centre. We tried to have Jacks birthday party there but you need to book WAY in advance to have any luck in getting a spot. They have real working traffic lights, roundabouts, pedestrian crossings and a big play area for the littlies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{BA9B4B64-8875-48A1-B01D-BE6424A6E4FF}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After the party I went and visited Mart and the boys down the local (pub) that is. I had the kids with me so everyone sat out in the beer garden so I could at least have a bit of adult conversation. Jason was down for the weekend so I wasn't expecting to see much of the husband that night, considering we don't see much of Jason I figured that a bit of boy time is ok. I had a couple drinks, Vodka and Redbull, not recommended if you are planning on having an early night, I was still bright-eyed at 1am, definately not a good thing when you know you have a big night coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-1142703320534971316?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/1142703320534971316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=1142703320534971316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/1142703320534971316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/1142703320534971316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-5th-december-birthday-party-at.html' title='Friday 5th December - Birthday Party at the Bike &amp; Safety Centre'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUgdjGtXzTI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ITQqqK8WBM/s72-c/P1000820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-2585614377953162164</id><published>2008-12-14T12:39:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:03:25.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs Dec 4th - Excellence in Effort Assembly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="{82B04472-2C6C-45E3-BB30-A3FABF4E3F6B}" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid November I received a rather formal looking letter from Jack's school. Immediately I thought he has been up to no good, and felt that wave of anxiety hit me as I was very slowly opening in the letter. Well, how surprised was to see an invitation to attend the Excellence in Effort Assembly as Jack will be receiving an award. My anxiety disappeared fast and then the I was overcome with proudness. Proudness, is that even a word, today it can be!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You aren't told what the award is for a period of two weeks we were having a quiet laugh that it could be for Biblical studies.  Not that that would be a bad thing but we are so not a religious home. Then we thought it could possibly be for PDHPE as he is loves his sport, but we were very wrong, he recieved his award for Music. We sit back and think about it now and Jack does love  his Music, he taps away on his pretend drums, or air guitar and the report card at the end of this year said he has a talent for Music. So what do you know hey........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{D18517AC-35C1-4F2B-86A4-0219006D9983}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SURm96xP1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/X-DjdN9BVkk/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SURm96xP1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/X-DjdN9BVkk/s400/IMG_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279457877118932466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Receiving award from Mr Riley headmaster of all 3 schools (who retired this year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{E59CC22D-69C9-49CB-85F3-C4C5539F8256}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SURn2dO0vsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JhTrvYbhVwA/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SURn2dO0vsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JhTrvYbhVwA/s400/IMG_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279458848442465986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{6C524FE4-4E26-4BA4-8409-8B2C326F480B}" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack with his classmates on Stage who also recieved awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="{E80E1C2D-B54C-4EBE-B73A-E647F7185341}" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He was lucky enough to have both sets of grandparents there to see him receive his award, it was a pity that Nanny/Stephen in QLD could be there but there's always next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-2585614377953162164?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/2585614377953162164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=2585614377953162164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2585614377953162164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/2585614377953162164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/thurs-dec-4th-excellence-in-effort.html' title='Thurs Dec 4th - Excellence in Effort Assembly'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SURm96xP1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/X-DjdN9BVkk/s72-c/IMG_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-5102220106179567719</id><published>2008-12-12T23:01:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:26:43.227+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd December - Xmas Concert at Mac Anglican</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="{630610F1-C38F-4116-9E70-643DBDC493D4}" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We did the good Mummy and Daddy thing and attended the Infants School Christmas Concert. Everyone in the Infants school was involved, even the little Transition children, who used their big voices so everyone could hear their singing. Jack was excited that both Mart and I were able to attend; I gave Hayley the day off Pre-school as she wanted to see her big brother singing on stage. I started to regret that decision after about tantrum number 5, all because she decided to wake at 5.30am, why she thinks that hour is an acceptable hour to wake is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{0C15153D-D36C-4926-B205-7D1FCE7E026B}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQWgnCbLkI/AAAAAAAAACo/tBwginq2rWE/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQWgnCbLkI/AAAAAAAAACo/tBwginq2rWE/s400/IMG_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279369412675841602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{9061D8F8-BC76-4E1B-B5DC-94373C013603}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQWyTl-a4I/AAAAAAAAACw/yjjARHvraIc/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQWyTl-a4I/AAAAAAAAACw/yjjARHvraIc/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279369716693887874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{E462842E-B1ED-476E-9B86-FC7DB99EA3F5}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{9D64C82E-488E-4312-B156-4F7FFA13846E}" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School finished at 12pm that and it was like a Kindergarten get together at the local McDonald's. I don't think Narellan Maccas has even seen such a large influx of children at the same time. They day proved to be quite hot, so afterwards we went back to the Macklinshaws for some fun in the pool. By this stage Hayley was past being tired, she was so overtired that she was actually quite hilarious in her antics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{25F34A04-E8DA-4F6E-B792-89EE5C42FE58}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQYie3XkVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D-39UtoOz04/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQYie3XkVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D-39UtoOz04/s400/IMG_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279371643864977746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{66D4019D-9C3B-4A4A-A2A5-C906F371E590}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQZGLBgWrI/AAAAAAAAADA/YgkG__L87yA/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQZGLBgWrI/AAAAAAAAADA/YgkG__L87yA/s400/IMG_0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279372257014078130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="{F9CEA0AB-9F46-45CA-840E-717593525DC0}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="{CF5F87B8-1B77-44C7-A269-60D9EA73BD58}" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hayley managed to last until about 3pm, then she started to really get whingy, that was my queue to head on home. I surely thought she would've fallen asleep in the car but she managed to stay awake on the drive home (because she wanted Milk) and we arrive home to no power due to a problem in the area. Electricity company said it could be out for a few more hours yet, so I packed everyone back in the car and headed over to Mums so I could relax and just clear my head for a bit as it was a very very long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-5102220106179567719?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/5102220106179567719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=5102220106179567719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/5102220106179567719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/5102220106179567719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-december-xmas-concert-at-mac.html' title='2nd December - Xmas Concert at Mac Anglican'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUQWgnCbLkI/AAAAAAAAACo/tBwginq2rWE/s72-c/IMG_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-6071200513226523852</id><published>2008-12-12T22:51:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:23:42.039+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1st December 08 - Assembly of the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Usually it never goes up before the 1st of December. Since the 1st fell on a Monday this year, I decided that we'd do it on the 30th instead. So much excitement, and then 15 mins later both kids got bored, so I was stuck doing it yet again, the only thing that really excited them was me putting the lights on the tree. Hayley hung everything in the same spot and Jack kept trying to put everything up so high he ended up falling into the tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The tree gets constantly redressed every day, Hayley removes the baubles, plays with the baubles, rolls them across the floor, they break, I get angry, and then have to go buy new decorations. The tree looks pretty bare this year but its going to do, at least until next year when I am planning on getting a new huge whopper tree with brand spanking new decorations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="{6DE318BB-8698-43F0-BC14-51B752536F61}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUJRtXc1eTI/AAAAAAAAABo/95a2NOnu2Yk/s1600-h/P1000818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUJRtXc1eTI/AAAAAAAAABo/95a2NOnu2Yk/s400/P1000818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278871553062566194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-6071200513226523852?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/6071200513226523852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=6071200513226523852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6071200513226523852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6071200513226523852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-december-08-assembly-of-christmas.html' title='1st December 08 - Assembly of the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/SUJRtXc1eTI/AAAAAAAAABo/95a2NOnu2Yk/s72-c/P1000818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98365353966423126.post-6541563029933264906</id><published>2008-12-10T13:04:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:41:00.880+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Month, New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="{C6A40144-D106-436C-AAA3-EBADABC21C6C}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a better way to start a new month - with a new Blog.  But before I get started with the nitty gritty, Id like to thank Darcy from &lt;a href="http://www.graphicallydesigning.com/"&gt;Graphically Designing&lt;/a&gt; for doing all the behind the scenes work; I'm sure you'll all agree that she has done a wonderful job. I'm deciding if I'm going to try and import from typepad to the new blog, but Ive had trouble with typepad importing in the past and I don't know if I really want to put myself through the hassle of it. Youll probably see regular changes to the content of the blog (at least till I'm happy with the things I want in my sidebar). Remember I love comments so please leave me some, at least so I know that you people are still reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ill be starting on updating for the month of December really soon so keep checking back. But before I go I am pleased to say we have accomplished a successful Santa photo, the first time in almost 4 years that the children have sat together and smiled (well it was still a bit forced from Hayley) but she didn't run screaming in the other direction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/ST8rrdR1LFI/AAAAAAAAABg/jblsqZQerj4/s1600-h/10_12_08_0117_1%231441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/ST8rrdR1LFI/AAAAAAAAABg/jblsqZQerj4/s400/10_12_08_0117_1%231441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277985313895296082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="{C6A40144-D106-436C-AAA3-EBADABC21C6C}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/natalie%20rodgers/nataliesig.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/98365353966423126-6541563029933264906?l=everythingrodgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/feeds/6541563029933264906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=98365353966423126&amp;postID=6541563029933264906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6541563029933264906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/98365353966423126/posts/default/6541563029933264906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingrodgers.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-month-new-blog.html' title='New Month, New Blog!'/><author><name>Everything Rodgers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763769678442988405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/STXD19mUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KHQsXV-KGB0/S220/handnatfathersday.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F8uy2R-Mw7U/ST8rrdR1LFI/AAAAAAAAABg/jblsqZQerj4/s72-c/10_12_08_0117_1%231441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
