<?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-4118647</id><updated>2011-10-04T12:40:31.598-07:00</updated><category term='A New Month'/><title type='text'>"Some dreams are meant to follow, others to wake up from."</title><subtitle type='html'>Whatever I want to write about.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7142694625166450375</id><published>2010-12-02T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:14:04.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't even know where the last year has gone, folks!  So much is new, yet not really at all. 
I started teaching again this fall at a local community college.  It's population is enormous compared to where I went to school, but I love it so much.  It has allowed me to remember that I'm more than a wife and mama; don't get me wrong, those are great things!  I think I was losing who I was and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7142694625166450375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7142694625166450375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7142694625166450375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7142694625166450375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-even-know-where-last-year-has.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/TPhDvqJeTbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DK1hDFaz_-A/s72-c/meandj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8998302288642495684</id><published>2010-01-29T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:12:44.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has officially been 452 years since I have written a post here.  I've done a little more updating on my other blog (barely).  We're on the tail end of potty-training the kid.  Or so I thought.  She pooped her pantsies (what she calls 'em) at the beauty shop today, which was unexpected considering she had to go potty THREE times in the hour we were there.  Apparently knowing when she has to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8998302288642495684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8998302288642495684' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8998302288642495684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8998302288642495684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-has-officially-been-452-years-since.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1670635773300604924</id><published>2009-09-02T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:25:48.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maddie woke up yesterday terrified to get out of her bed because she thought there were clowns hiding in her window blinds that would get her.  I carried her around to show her there was nothing hiding and she seemed ok.  A little while later we were getting ready to leave for a play date and I told her to get her shoes on.  She wouldn't budge from the couch.  Again, she said the clowns were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1670635773300604924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1670635773300604924' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1670635773300604924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1670635773300604924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/09/maddie-woke-up-yesterday-terrified-to.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7797453096765151482</id><published>2009-09-01T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:45:17.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God Loves Me Enough To Give Me A Nice Sweater!

This weekend I attended an Extraordinary Women's Conference in Raytown.  During one of Saturday's sessions, the speaker said, "Turn to the woman next to you and say 'Do you know how much God loves you?!'"
So, I turned to the stranger at my left, smiled, and said, "Do you know how much God loves you?"
To which she smiled and said to me, "You have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7797453096765151482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7797453096765151482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7797453096765151482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7797453096765151482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-loves-me-enough-to-give-me-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3744200542305446690</id><published>2009-08-10T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:43:29.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sippy Cup: Weapon of Mass Destruction

Husband and I don't fight all that often.  Not that we have a perfect relationship or never disagree, but for the most part we get along pretty well.  The thing is that when we do fight, it can get pretty hot, and not in a good way. 

Mostly I need to think about things and process them before hashing out a disagreement.  Justin wants to lay all the cards on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3744200542305446690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3744200542305446690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3744200542305446690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3744200542305446690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/08/sippy-cup-weapon-of-mass-destruction.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7693025672250580797</id><published>2009-08-07T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:56:50.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maddie keeps walking around yelling, "be quiet!  I'm trying to make memories!"

I wish she'd take her own advice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7693025672250580797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7693025672250580797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7693025672250580797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7693025672250580797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/08/maddie-keeps-walking-around-yelling-be.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1790937189356391729</id><published>2009-07-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:06:56.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a side, I'm starting a health-related, faith-related blog.I'll still keep this one and maybe post a little more often here since I'll be dedicated to continuing the other. It's a Monday in July and I don't have to work.  Could life be any better?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1790937189356391729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1790937189356391729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1790937189356391729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1790937189356391729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-side-im-starting-health-related.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1534776177680747523</id><published>2009-07-06T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:42:40.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like i am in jail</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1534776177680747523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1534776177680747523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1534776177680747523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1534776177680747523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-like-i-am-in-jail.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8835921373830791197</id><published>2009-06-24T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:09:26.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a link to Jesse and Becky's wedding montage!

{Link}</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8835921373830791197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8835921373830791197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8835921373830791197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8835921373830791197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-link-to-jesse-and-beckys-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3072297986918506876</id><published>2009-06-24T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:09:53.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My brother got married to his soulmate last weekend.  It was touching to see the way he looked at his bride as she walked down the aisle to meet him.  Definite cause for reflection and amazement at seeing my "little brother" in this new way.  It was a mix of emotions that I couldn't quite put my finger on.  Happiness for sure, because of this new adventure in his life, but also a little sad that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3072297986918506876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3072297986918506876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3072297986918506876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3072297986918506876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-brother-got-married-to-his-soulmate.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/SkJ5vGOMSyI/AAAAAAAAALU/mZHPHfvu66M/s72-c/DSC04188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8079763785983887262</id><published>2009-04-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:41:20.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's all I can trust anymore:Jesus, lover of my soul.Jesus, I will never let You go.You've taken me from the miry clay,Set my feet upon a rock, and now I know.I love You, I need You.Though my world may fall,I'll never let You go.My Savior, my closest friend,I will worship You until the very end.         </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8079763785983887262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8079763785983887262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8079763785983887262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8079763785983887262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-all-i-can-trust-anymore-jesus-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-478133640004878044</id><published>2009-02-12T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:35:32.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is tough not having internet connection at home.  We moved to Kansas in November and are pretty much as poor as poor can get, without being homeless or bankrupt...yet. haha.I love living here.  I have despised winter my entire life and this milder climate is more my speed.  It does wonders for my mood and motivation!  However, our income dropped by 2/3, so we have scaled wayyy back.  No cable,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/478133640004878044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=478133640004878044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/478133640004878044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/478133640004878044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-tough-not-having-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2408219467652523632</id><published>2008-09-22T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:29:12.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin phoned and said his orders have come through to fly out tomorrow for hurricane territory.  Louisina and Texas for approximately 3 weeks to assist in the handling of insurance claims.  Wild.  The best I ever got to do was go to St. Louis area after their shit storm hail and stuff 2 years ago.  CAT duty is right up his alley and his concern, of course, is leaving Madeline and I here to deal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2408219467652523632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2408219467652523632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2408219467652523632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2408219467652523632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/09/justin-phoned-and-said-his-orders-have.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5320230995058339670</id><published>2008-09-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:45:41.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My super creative mom-in-law is always using Madeline in her crafting projects for the library.  Here is the latest shot at making my daughter famous.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5320230995058339670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5320230995058339670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5320230995058339670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5320230995058339670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-super-creative-mom-in-law-is-always.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3391289198001826476</id><published>2008-09-05T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:02:08.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm watching Dee Long and Sarah Janececk duke it out over the McCain/Palin ticket.  Dee's definitely got the upper hand in this "conversation" and I love it!  It baffles me to think that McCain thought he would attract Hillary voters by selecting  Palin as his vp.  They couldn't be at more opposite points of view on "the issues" that usually sway voters (abortion, sex education, gay marriages). I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3391289198001826476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3391289198001826476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3391289198001826476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3391289198001826476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-watching-dee-long-and-sarah-janececk.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3588542547523471651</id><published>2008-08-26T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:44:59.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Addiction and Feeding the MonsterMy lovely daughter is in love with a red monster.  She says his name more than any other word she knows and throws herself on the floor when I won't let her see him."Elmos!" she will happily cry morning and night.  I am guilty of giving in sometimes because I just want a moment to myself (to post to my blog or something!).  I never wanted to be a mom that used the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3588542547523471651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3588542547523471651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3588542547523471651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3588542547523471651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/08/addiction-and-feeding-monster-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5854544640568685833</id><published>2008-08-19T07:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:16:32.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My baby used the potty chair yesterday!! She has sat on it a few times, but actually peed!Who knew life could get so exciting?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5854544640568685833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5854544640568685833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5854544640568685833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5854544640568685833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby-used-potty-chair-yesterday-she.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/SKrVtkgPknI/AAAAAAAAAII/bpD8lFGgej8/s72-c/maddypotty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-263627014780264146</id><published>2008-08-14T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:49:13.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day one of in-laws visit from Kansas is drawing to a close.So far, so good.  I'm thrilled and surprised!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/263627014780264146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=263627014780264146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/263627014780264146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/263627014780264146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-one-of-in-laws-visit-from-kansas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6109876335559053667</id><published>2008-08-05T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:14:28.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Neverending quest for beauty!Justin and I have gym memberships to Anytime Fitness.  We have good intentions of doing a fitness weblog together, but it slipped by the wayside after one post.  We called it "The Joint Task Force on FUPA Reduction."  Now Justin has one called "Eye of the Tiger, Body of the Manitee."Madeline is staying with my parents &amp; sisters this week and rather than work on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6109876335559053667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6109876335559053667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6109876335559053667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6109876335559053667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/08/neverending-quest-for-beauty-justin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8347801741357847705</id><published>2008-07-29T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:27:01.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are some words you just don't hear people use on a regular basis these days. Yesterday I was at the supermarket with Madeline and kept passing a mother with her 3 young children throughout the store.  The mom was of the conservative/religious breed---long flowery print dress and fabric on her head….somewhat amish/mormonesque or something.  At one point I was waiting for her to move her cart</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8347801741357847705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8347801741357847705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8347801741357847705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8347801741357847705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-are-some-words-you-just-dont-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5563224345922222193</id><published>2008-07-22T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:38.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Over the course of the last week I have tried to publish about 4 different posts and each time it cycles and cycles and then comes back with an error and I lose everything except the first few sentences of what I had written. It's not that I had anything so exciting or interesting to say, but it makes me feel like doing murder when that happens!So, here I am, trying it AGAIN while Madeline </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5563224345922222193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5563224345922222193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5563224345922222193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5563224345922222193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-course-of-last-week-i-have-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/SIX2AhKFCfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/529ZNjRR9x8/s72-c/DSC03808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-4371371650407400831</id><published>2008-06-27T15:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:23:54.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What are other ways that people cope with children driving them INSANE?!?!?!?!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/4371371650407400831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=4371371650407400831' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4371371650407400831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4371371650407400831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-are-other-ways-that-people-cope.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8288240747521776822</id><published>2008-05-04T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:39.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First we have our latest MySpace photo for all of ya'll to enjoy!  The second photo is one that Justin put together for a party my brother hosted this weekend.  All of the dudes were congregating for male fun and to make one of the men feel bad about having a picture with his cat, everyone was supposed to take super ridiculous pictures with animals to be hung in the garage.  J created this "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8288240747521776822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8288240747521776822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8288240747521776822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8288240747521776822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-we-have-our-latest-myspace-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/SB3zbfzpFPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1Pw5r-WX1NM/s72-c/matthew-gibeault.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2503211491012959139</id><published>2008-05-03T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:20:19.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sort of survey:For those of you with significant others:  when you go out of town and your other half stays home, how often do you speak on the phone?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2503211491012959139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2503211491012959139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2503211491012959139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2503211491012959139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/05/sort-of-survey-for-those-of-you-with.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2101726982068053061</id><published>2008-04-30T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:43:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mama!Madeline said MAMA for the first time today! We've been trying to get her to say it for ages and her current verbal vocabulary consists of: dad, cheese, oh wow, and sometimes ball and boobs.I am overflowing with excitement! It is my wedding anniversary today and Justin called my mom this morning to wish her happy anniversary of being his mother-in-law. Crazy cat.We got 16 more inches of snow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2101726982068053061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2101726982068053061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2101726982068053061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2101726982068053061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/04/mama-madeline-said-mama-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6212892304170502500</id><published>2008-04-27T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:00:55.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We got another 16+ inches of snow this weekend.  Seriously?  What is going on?  My sisters and I had a girls' night scheduled with my mom for Friday night in Brainerd.  I left town around 1:30 pm and it was just very cold.  As I got closer to the Brainerd Lakes area the white shit was flying. I ended up not being able to come home yesterday.  I got on the road around 7:00 a.m. today, hoping to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6212892304170502500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6212892304170502500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6212892304170502500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6212892304170502500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-got-another-16-inches-of-snow-this.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8402073531277519694</id><published>2008-04-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:14:47.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin recently did a post on his blog about how stupid Americans are.  The other night Deal or No Deal was on one station and another Democratic debate was on at the same time.  I was flipping back and forth between the two, mostly passing time until the new Criminal Minds was on.  I can hardly stand Deal or No Deal, but it was this lame fraternity on spring break who was having crazy good luck,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8402073531277519694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8402073531277519694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8402073531277519694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8402073531277519694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/04/justin-recently-did-post-on-his-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2238728941718834784</id><published>2008-04-07T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:58:02.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seriously.Where is Spring?The other day my mom said the robin needs to get snowed on 3 times before Spring is "officially" here.  I think any robin that may have been here is dead and buried under the 24 inches of snow we got this weekend!!!!! On Saturday we were raking the damn grass in our flip flops and now we are crippled by white stuff.  I've got a bad case of spring/cabin fever and just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2238728941718834784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2238728941718834784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2238728941718834784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2238728941718834784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/04/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6930255686818681297</id><published>2008-04-04T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:39.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Next Competition Photo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6930255686818681297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6930255686818681297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6930255686818681297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6930255686818681297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-competition-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R_ZtNoKAK6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ek92DDBEb24/s72-c/2uggies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3084016883863992979</id><published>2008-03-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:39.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chest Hair and New MySpace PhotoI have a dislike for stray hairs. I not only dislike them on myself, but as much on other people. Every once in a while Justin'll have a random ear hair or one of his goatee hairs sticks straight out and I have to yank it. He gets pretty angry and pissy and cryey and I tell him to look in a mirror once in a while and be thankful he has a wife who cares about things</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3084016883863992979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3084016883863992979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3084016883863992979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3084016883863992979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/chest-hair-and-new-myspace-photo-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R-_j_YKAK5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/nKxaocgWJ-o/s72-c/3some.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8243529708145292341</id><published>2008-03-27T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:40.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  It's SO on! I think the above photo will be our next MySpace pic! Below are my brother's last couple shots.Who shall win?!?! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8243529708145292341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8243529708145292341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8243529708145292341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8243529708145292341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-so-on-i-think-above-photo-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R-ve04KAK4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TbJmh19CPdU/s72-c/79905077_8391bf41fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6699204041474686645</id><published>2008-03-25T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:40.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin &amp; I, my brother, and another friend are having a "competition" on Myspace to find the strangest profile photos. It has gotten pretty funny.Currently Cody has a photo of Radio and my brother has a strange looking male.This is our current myspace photo.I think it's male, but am not for sure. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6699204041474686645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6699204041474686645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6699204041474686645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6699204041474686645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/justin-i-my-brother-and-another-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R-l0EYKAK1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/-W5JwE9tEEw/s72-c/armpit-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6526996857829014372</id><published>2008-03-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T13:23:43.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!It's Justin's 29th birthday today. He's a young pup and I robbed the cradle. I always dated men MUCH older than I, until I met Justin. He still teases me about having geriatric wet dreams and says I'm never allowed to work in a nursing home. Having a birthday on a Tuesday is a bummer. I tried to get some of our friends together and they all are busy or flat out didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6526996857829014372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6526996857829014372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6526996857829014372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6526996857829014372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-to-you-its-justins-29th.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8238256558405777690</id><published>2008-03-24T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:40.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY EASTER!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8238256558405777690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8238256558405777690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8238256558405777690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8238256558405777690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R-fv4oKAK0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/TdoNaIpfCOs/s72-c/DSC03706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-686890233436223932</id><published>2008-03-19T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:07:11.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seriously Awesome?Every so often I get a wild hair to try a new recipe or a healthier version of something I really like.  I've adapted encheladas to be super healthy and today found a recipe for black bean brownies!  Why not?They just came out of the oven 7 minutes ago and I took a tiny corner bite and they are rockin!  I called husband to tell him what I was making and I think he gagged.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/686890233436223932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=686890233436223932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/686890233436223932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/686890233436223932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously-awesome-every-so-often-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8224889564245056014</id><published>2008-03-19T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:28:55.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting and Sad! A man committed suicide in his automobile recently.  His wife was going to take their children and leave him.  He decided he couldn't live that way and in an apparent rage left his home with a shotgun and drove on some country roads, damaging his truck and eventually stopped to shoot himself in the head. The insurance claim(s) for the vehicle ended up in Justin's office and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8224889564245056014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8224889564245056014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8224889564245056014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8224889564245056014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/interesting-and-sad-man-committed.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1454278695853764313</id><published>2008-03-17T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:14:58.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Pat's Day!It's snowing like crrrrrazy here, but no accumulation...YET.  Hopefully the ground will stay warm enough to continue melting the crud falling from the sky.  I'm a lot burnt out on winter.  Although, having to shovel sidewalks in 30 degree weather isn't the worst thing I suppose.Is everyone celebrating today?  Drinking Guiness and wearing green?  Aren't you supposed to pinch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1454278695853764313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1454278695853764313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1454278695853764313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1454278695853764313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1851481657638829401</id><published>2008-03-14T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:29:20.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TGIFThis has been the longest week of my life.  Well, probably not of my life, but it felt like it dragged on and on and onnnnnnnnnnn.Tonight some people from Justin's office are coming over for dinner and drinks.  Our nanny is having Maddie at her house for a few hours while we entertain.  I'm actually looking forward to the festivities.  I used to work in this office when Justin was in grad. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1851481657638829401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1851481657638829401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1851481657638829401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1851481657638829401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/tgif-this-has-been-longest-week-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6979805479863742063</id><published>2008-03-10T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:24:10.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Monday and our babysitter called in sick and I don't mind. Madeline has been glued to my side all morning and I'm glad I can be here for her.Last night I was trying to organize our home videos and figure out what was actually on what tapes and lable the cases and bla bla bla. It made me happy and sad to see how much our life/lives have changed in the last few years. Justin's graduate school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6979805479863742063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6979805479863742063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6979805479863742063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6979805479863742063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-monday-and-our-babysitter-called-in.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-967039376032093981</id><published>2008-03-06T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:02:15.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why does my body hate me?I spent nearly 6 weeks trying to get over pneumonia and was mostly well (aside from coughing once in a while), now I have a rotten head cold and some flu symptoms (low grade fever, achy, tired).  My eyes feel like they are on fire--watery and burning.  My nose won't stop running, but it's totally plugged up at the same time. The temp outside has still been in the single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/967039376032093981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=967039376032093981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/967039376032093981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/967039376032093981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-does-my-body-hate-me-i-spent-nearly.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-4408328502354247349</id><published>2008-03-04T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:14:07.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are doing some technology downgrading. With spring approaching and our family time being so limited, we find we waste (?) more time than we should on the internet and watching totally useless things on television.  We've decided to get rid of our wireless internet and go down to the most basic cable package available.Though we'll check on here occasionally, it won't be nearly as often as it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/4408328502354247349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=4408328502354247349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4408328502354247349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4408328502354247349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-doing-some-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2391419092351720308</id><published>2008-03-02T17:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:34:47.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have some updating about the last few days, but I only have a minute to write.The concert that Justin and I went to at the casino last night takes priority at this moment.Air Supply was playing! I can only name a handful of songs, but since we live in the middle of nowhere entertainment is a commodity and my parents offered to take our daughter for the weekend....I was trying to find some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2391419092351720308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2391419092351720308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2391419092351720308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2391419092351720308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-some-updating-about-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6585148199982951863</id><published>2008-02-25T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:01:27.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What in the heck?!Around 7:30 this evening our clinic's phone number showed up on our caller ID.  Strange, but I thought maybe Madeline's pediatrician was following up because of a call I placed earlier today (Maddie's broken out in some hive-like full body rash).  It ended up being MY doctor.  She asked how I was doing, then said she was calling to discuss my lab results from my physical last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6585148199982951863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6585148199982951863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6585148199982951863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6585148199982951863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-in-heck-around-730-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1746696789872256253</id><published>2008-02-24T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:58:59.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday night and husband and Madeline and I are being lazy, with the Oscars on in the background.  Miley Cyrus just came out as a presenter.  How in the heck does she get to do that?I suppose she paid her way to the podium.  Justin said that once she reaches puberty nobody will care about her.  I don't care about her now.Our home is still overrun with sickness.  Madeline has pneumonia too now.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1746696789872256253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1746696789872256253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1746696789872256253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1746696789872256253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-night-and-husband-and-madeline.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8036310026187451750</id><published>2008-02-18T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T04:21:04.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like I'm escorting my daughter through hell.She has been coughing her heart out all weekend.  These aren't just a kid with a cough coughs.  She can't breathe, her eyes water, her face turns bright red, and eventually "stuff" comes out of her mouth and into our hands or on her person.  Justin thought the stuff was clear, but after examining a fresh batch on the bed sheet an hour ago, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8036310026187451750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8036310026187451750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8036310026187451750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8036310026187451750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-feel-like-im-escorting-my-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8732547229196153059</id><published>2008-02-15T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:41:13.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My daughter makes a liar of me...again!I had to take Madeline to the pediatrician today because of yucky cough and pulling at her ears and crying and all that cool stuff.  As soon as I took her out of the Jeep at the clinic parking lot she looked like a ray of sunshine and never coughed once the entire time we were in the building.  Doc examined her ears, throat, and lungs and everything looked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8732547229196153059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8732547229196153059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8732547229196153059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8732547229196153059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-daughter-makes-liar-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5618507902417300832</id><published>2008-02-14T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:41.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, around Christmas time my brother was coming out of his part-time second job at a gym, which is next door to a beauty school or shop or something and saw 6 or 8 mannequin (Sp? i'm too lazy to look) heads in a dumpster. With Jesus' birthday around the corner and all, he rescued the lovely ladies and threw them in his trunk. My family plays spoons and dice for totally ridiculously stoooopid "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5618507902417300832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5618507902417300832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5618507902417300832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5618507902417300832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-around-christmas-time-my-brother-was.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R7TlhAHKQpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OwMh3Y0ObMk/s72-c/DSC03666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6681950442857944140</id><published>2008-02-09T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:06:44.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm guilty of feeling sorry for myself and thinking not very nice thoughts. Mad and bitchy are words I would use to describe myself at the moment.Why can't people just be perfect, like me?  I say that somewhat sarcastically, but, sadly, not as much as I should.My brother and I were discussing the other day, the horrible mentality curse we have.  "If you want something done right, then you better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6681950442857944140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6681950442857944140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6681950442857944140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6681950442857944140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-guilty-of-feeling-sorry-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8447899623632832468</id><published>2008-02-09T04:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T04:16:34.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Up way too early--have been for a while, recovering from coughing fit.  blah.The snow has begun falling and I'm happy I don't have to go anywhere this weekend.What are people's thoughts out there on infomercials?  Do you ever watch them?  Ever bought anything?  Have some favorites?  I'm doing a little research.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8447899623632832468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8447899623632832468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8447899623632832468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8447899623632832468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/up-way-too-early-have-been-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3903751859402358317</id><published>2008-02-07T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:31:00.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She's Like the Wind?I'm getting ready to head for bed, but am wrapping up a few birthday greetings on myspace and whatnot.  I have Law &amp; Order: Criminal Intent on in the background and this commercial for the something Kennel Club just aired and has been on USA non-stop for the last few days. Animals and I don't mix.  I think they are germy and sheddy and yucky.  I'll never understand these clubs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3903751859402358317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3903751859402358317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3903751859402358317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3903751859402358317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/shes-like-wind-im-getting-ready-to-head.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2248030497661882120</id><published>2008-02-07T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T12:50:48.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dickface I know I said that my next post would be about the importance of RSVPing but something a little more pressing has taken place and I feel I should share. This morning I was in the office and one of my college student tenants came in crying, with her mom along side her.  They were wondering if I had any other apartments opening up soon because the girl has been having probs with current </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2248030497661882120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2248030497661882120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2248030497661882120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2248030497661882120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/dickface-i-know-i-said-that-my-next.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-402547978946572956</id><published>2008-02-07T01:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:17:40.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Folks, we have  set a record! I got some sleep!!!!!! My previous post was rudely halted by my daughter.  I think our babysitter didn't feed her yesterday morning because she was a bottomless pit when we got home and was chasing me around the apartment begging for crackers and shit.Anyway, I went back to the doc yesterday and had some shit done and snot tested and x-rayed and didn't really find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/402547978946572956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=402547978946572956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/402547978946572956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/402547978946572956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/folks-we-have-set-record-i-got-some.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6349920325953396549</id><published>2008-02-06T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:16:56.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WTF ever!I haven't slept any solid sleep in weeks.  This is not some crazy exaggeration like I'm prone to do.  I, for reaaaalllz, have been sick over 3 weeks now and am getting "better" in the fact that I no longer have a fever and my cough has eased up during the day.  It's the crazy nighttime, or laying down anytime I guess, that has caused me to second guess my desire to live.I've been on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6349920325953396549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6349920325953396549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6349920325953396549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6349920325953396549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/02/wtf-ever-i-havent-slept-any-solid-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2402552673599483651</id><published>2008-01-31T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:00:07.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's 1:00 in the morning and I am a little freaked out. I cannot stop coughing and have maxed out all of my over the counter and prescription medication options for the next 4 hours.I keep having these "fits" and feel like I'm going to pass out.Morning can't come fast enough.I don't know what to do.I'm trying to distract myself be watching Golden Girls and Google my symptoms. Neither are all that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2402552673599483651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2402552673599483651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2402552673599483651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2402552673599483651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-100-in-morning-and-i-am-little.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5144714361016586956</id><published>2008-01-30T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:06:42.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a second trip to the doctor this week and finally seeing my regular MD I found out I have pneumonia.  I want to die and hope that the oodles of drugs I am given are enough to get me back on the mend.  The doctor said if I didn't see marked improvement by the end of the week to come back and I would probably be admitted to the hospital. On the way out, Justin said, "that would suck ass if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5144714361016586956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5144714361016586956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5144714361016586956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5144714361016586956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-second-trip-to-doctor-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6351701001324501621</id><published>2008-01-26T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:45:47.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so rottenly sick.  I am sore and tired from coughing nonstop.  I should've tried to see a doctor yesterday instead of thinking I'd wait until Monday and see how I felt. We're supposed to see Big Bad Voodoo Daddy tonight and dine with Rich and Carrie.  Justin might be going stag.  His mom swears by Mucinex, so he and Mads are at the drugstore picking some up. Cross your fingers!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6351701001324501621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6351701001324501621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6351701001324501621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6351701001324501621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-so-rottenly-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2291358655155203812</id><published>2008-01-20T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:24:12.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got a letter on Friday that said my essay on breasts is being published!  Yeahooo for boobies!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2291358655155203812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2291358655155203812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2291358655155203812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2291358655155203812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-letter-on-friday-that-said-my.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5844345858407730679</id><published>2008-01-20T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:42.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Justin pimped for one of the formal nights! Stacey before sunburn!  Both of us on formal night #2 The Johnson's and Stacey enjoying some Jamaican Red Stripe!A small sampling of cruise photos. It has been an extremely busy return home but some of you have been asking how our trip was and I promise I'm not avoiding you!Dream of warm weather and know that the sun'll come out tomorrow (maybe).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5844345858407730679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5844345858407730679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5844345858407730679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5844345858407730679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/justin-pimped-for-one-of-formal-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R5PwZAq8pEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DAHAVlgrcDc/s72-c/DSC03568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-4357330487423337731</id><published>2008-01-18T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:16:12.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reality Check.This is the perfect time of year to take a vacation.  After the stress of the holidays and cold weather begin to overwhelm you, heading south is perfect!  I got tons of sun, tried a few different cocktails, treated myself to some spa treatment and feel invigorated!We were home for a few days and then had to leave town for some business stuff in St. Cloud.  I think we'll take care of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/4357330487423337731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=4357330487423337731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4357330487423337731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4357330487423337731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2008/01/reality-check.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7476370139517097873</id><published>2007-12-30T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:44:49.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like a failure today.Why can't I just get it together? I keep disappointing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7476370139517097873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7476370139517097873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7476370139517097873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7476370139517097873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-like-failure-today.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3047431305232455127</id><published>2007-12-27T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:42.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Husband and I on Christmas day (sweating our assess off at Uncle Randy's house).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3047431305232455127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3047431305232455127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3047431305232455127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3047431305232455127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/husband-and-i-on-christmas-day-sweating.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R3RyfAq8pDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/O-nuSZEkgOM/s72-c/DSC03537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3422701944145279778</id><published>2007-12-27T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:43.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Holiday Celebrations!!Here are some photos from the holiday party in early December. Ahhhh, memories!  Thanks for a fabulous time everyone!  Let's make plans again in the new year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3422701944145279778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3422701944145279778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3422701944145279778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3422701944145279778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-celebrations-here-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R3RxTQq8pAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/un_Srf7SO6g/s72-c/DSC03481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6344661063375452659</id><published>2007-12-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:44.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is how much my baby loved the visit from Santa on Christmas Day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6344661063375452659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6344661063375452659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6344661063375452659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6344661063375452659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-how-much-my-baby-loved-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R3RwOwq8o6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/_Y3Na1RYJas/s72-c/DSC03534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1197380115333326135</id><published>2007-12-20T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:17:48.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I am officially done Christmas shopping and only have a handful more left to wrap.I braved Target yesterday to replenish the wrapping paper supply one last time.My mom always got tired of us shaking and trying to guess what our presents were.  She got sneaky one year and replaced our names with animal names.  Presents for "Cow" from mom and dad or "Horse" etc. littered the tree skirt.  My</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1197380115333326135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1197380115333326135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1197380115333326135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1197380115333326135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-think-i-am-officially-done-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6100111275577379409</id><published>2007-12-16T14:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T15:02:43.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired.Lately I find more times of understanding why people end up abusing their spouses and children this time of year.I know, I'm just feeling sorry for myself.Madeline just pooped her pants.Back to work.Happy Holidays</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6100111275577379409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6100111275577379409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6100111275577379409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6100111275577379409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-sick-and-tired-of-being-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7898744474304809316</id><published>2007-12-14T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:17:18.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Number One Professional Development Killer: WorkaholismBy Susan Smith Nash, Ph.D.What is the biggest threat to a working woman's professional development? Surprisingly, it is not necessarily about raising children. Nor is the biggest threat being caught in the "sandwich generation" and thus taking care of aging parents as well as one's own children. Instead, what some studies have found is that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7898744474304809316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7898744474304809316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7898744474304809316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7898744474304809316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/number-one-professional-development.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7043023849932422951</id><published>2007-12-13T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:42:37.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boost Minnesota's Economy during the holiday season and find some fabulous and unique gifts!While searching for toys made in Minnesota I found a list that MN2020.org compiled.Enjoy as I have and finish up your shopping fools!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7043023849932422951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7043023849932422951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7043023849932422951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7043023849932422951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/boost-minnesotas-economy-during-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-4336671456991781905</id><published>2007-12-10T21:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:36:30.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Tis the Season?My daughter has a big head. At her 12 mth pediatric appointment her head was still measuring in the 100th percentile so a CT scan was scheduled for last Monday. Madeline was fairly distressed and of course wouldn't hold still so her head had to be taped down in this horrible styrofoam thing. Wednesday we rec'd a call that there were some issues and we had an appt scheduled to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/4336671456991781905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=4336671456991781905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4336671456991781905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4336671456991781905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season-my-daughter-has-big-head.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-4226750576854010240</id><published>2007-12-04T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:43:56.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLY fucking snow!I'm sitting here with my chicklet, sharing a snack of rice cake and string cheese, watching the neighborhood disappear under the white stuff.We got 15" of snow on Saturday.  Thankfully (?) we were in St. Cloud for Justin's office holiday party and had 4 lane driving from Wadena (where we drove on Friday night).  Madeline had her first overnight away with my parents for Saturday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/4226750576854010240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=4226750576854010240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4226750576854010240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/4226750576854010240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/12/holy-fucking-snow-im-sitting-here-with.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1174803848720222425</id><published>2007-11-27T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:44.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I love my babies so much.  Justin is sweet and Madeline is adorable.  I love etch a sketch too.  When I was a kid I couldn't even make a friggen square on it.  Now, I can make a square and that's about all.We have Eva's wake tomorrow night and then will stay at my brother's house.  He just moved in with his girlfriend and my mom keeps talking about her kids are no longer perfect.  Seriously.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1174803848720222425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1174803848720222425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1174803848720222425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1174803848720222425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-my-babies-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/R0zFYgmPYXI/AAAAAAAAADc/Z2oMGu8v8ZE/s72-c/DSC03458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6584752549165225849</id><published>2007-11-25T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:31:07.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are home. I'm glad to not be at a hotel.I just got a call that my aunt Eva died about 20 minutes ago.  She collapsed at home last night and uncle Dave tried doing CPR until the ambulance arrived.I feel sad for Dave and my cousins.  I can't imagine what I'd be if my mom died suddenly like this.Madeline and I will be making a trip to Champlin this week for funeral services.Phone ringing.  Gotta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6584752549165225849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6584752549165225849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6584752549165225849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6584752549165225849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-are-home.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3524386588640883886</id><published>2007-11-18T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:38:19.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had a little b-day party for Madeline at my parents' in Wadena Friday night.  My brother and his g/f and my sisters were there with my parents.  Yesterday we hit the road for Kansas.  We drove most of the day and stopped just a few miles north of Des Moines. It made the drive today relaxing as we only had about 150 miles to go.  We are now back at our hotel for the evening and just had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3524386588640883886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3524386588640883886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3524386588640883886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3524386588640883886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-had-little-b-day-party-for-madeline.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-1388646487077532291</id><published>2007-11-15T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:45.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Ya'll.We had Mad's one year photos this afternoon at Sears. They do a decent job but are sort of annoying with the pressure to buy. A year ago at this time I was in mega-labor. I was induced at 7AM and ended up laboring until 1AM tomorrow UNMEDICATED, eventually having c-section around 3AM. It was the longest day of my life and hopefully I don't have to do it again.But look what I have to show</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/1388646487077532291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=1388646487077532291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1388646487077532291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/1388646487077532291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RzzBBwmPYTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/6izUFx6w0qg/s72-c/maddy1year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6707390650960571836</id><published>2007-11-11T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:45.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah.I haven't posted here in ages. Time is so scarce and I hate that. I think I hate it. Secretly I suppose I like to be deathly busy. I don't have to think about things as much then.I'm sitting in the living room drinking a bottle of german white wine that I sampled during a night out with husband many weeks ago. It doesn't taste good while sucking on Airborne lozenges. Madeline has been sick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6707390650960571836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6707390650960571836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6707390650960571836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6707390650960571836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/11/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RzfA4RrcGcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vyY8oIndKQc/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8128440236905458974</id><published>2007-08-17T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:45.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Baby is 9 Months Old</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8128440236905458974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8128440236905458974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8128440236905458974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8128440236905458974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-baby-is-9-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RsYBljWuLhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Hrw4SHSxMEs/s72-c/maddy9month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-9089280037455816583</id><published>2007-08-06T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:47:51.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm trying to mellow out this evening after a few long and hectic days.  My in-laws are visiting from Kansas.  Madeline was dedicated on Sunday at a beautiful lakeside service.  It was very meaningful and we were pleased to have both sets of Madeline's grandparents and my 2 sisters there.  The pastor that married Justin and I performed Maddy's dedication.  It was a real reminder what a  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/9089280037455816583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=9089280037455816583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/9089280037455816583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/9089280037455816583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-trying-to-mellow-out-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8454237328159228639</id><published>2007-08-01T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:32:38.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August 1, 2007All of the cliche lines come to mind: "How time flies!" "Where does the time go?" yadda yadda yadda.It has been a wacky week so far and all I want to do is go to sleep on this gloomy and rainy day.Madeline is sitting her booster seat, throwing Cheerios on the floor, and watching Sesame Street between cries to be free from the confines of her tray.  I haven't really slept in a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8454237328159228639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8454237328159228639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8454237328159228639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8454237328159228639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-1-2007-all-of-cliche-lines-come.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7611524077160028182</id><published>2007-06-19T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:45.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My babygirl is 7months old!She is eating actual people food (this picture was during dinner last night) and is working on pushing her 3rd tooth through! She is crazy and fast becoming her own person.  Even though I love her, I am quite certain we are not having more kids!  I don't know how people with big families do it!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7611524077160028182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7611524077160028182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7611524077160028182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7611524077160028182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-babygirl-is-7months-old-more-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RnmHFohYL2I/AAAAAAAAACI/vPt1jEurpkM/s72-c/DSC02962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3785234526452390561</id><published>2007-06-19T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:46.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Father's Day!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3785234526452390561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3785234526452390561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3785234526452390561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3785234526452390561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RniSZYhYLyI/AAAAAAAAABo/fdq1dTdkSBk/s72-c/DSC02877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-7597301518406129743</id><published>2007-06-13T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:56:32.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We just returned from a visit to Kansas for a family reunion.  It was my first time meeting a lot of Justin's extended family---WOW!We are finally settled in our new place and did interviews for a nanny and found this amazing girl.  We had to let our first sitter go and are so fortunate to have found Ana.  Madeline is crazy about her and I think the feeling is mutual.Maddie is just about 7 months</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/7597301518406129743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=7597301518406129743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7597301518406129743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/7597301518406129743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-just-returned-from-visit-to-kansas.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-3534520793898189659</id><published>2007-05-01T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:34:15.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A New Month'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy May Day everyone.Justin and I celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary yesterday by going out to dinner with the baby.  We really need to find an evening babysitter now that Madeline is 2 weeks shy of her 6 month birthday.  She got her first tooth last week and started rice cereal once a day.  She gets a little better at that everyday--mostly it rolls around in her mouth and slides out.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/3534520793898189659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=3534520793898189659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3534520793898189659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/3534520793898189659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-may-day-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-2505504876529192650</id><published>2007-04-19T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T18:38:25.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I turned 30 years old today.For some reason I imagined it would be a more exciting event.  I suppose once you are a mother--more specifically a breastfeeding mother, things don't get all that out of the ordinary, even for your birthday.Husband gave me the most thoughtful gift he has ever come up with.  I like things that take time and thought.  It makes me feel like I matter a little bit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/2505504876529192650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=2505504876529192650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2505504876529192650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/2505504876529192650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-turned-30-years-old-today.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-6877894324069941315</id><published>2007-03-27T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:46.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some photos to update husband--you know the story honey.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/6877894324069941315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=6877894324069941315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6877894324069941315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/6877894324069941315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-photos-to-update-husband-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RglGA439dtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fapQBfO2UF8/s72-c/DSC02630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8137338907474229388</id><published>2007-03-07T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T11:18:15.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do you do with the realization that you don't matter to the person you love the most?He says I matter but that's about as far as it ever goes--words. After this long I don't take much stock in words anymore. I get tired of being told one thing and actions and life prove exactly the opposite.What is it about me that makes him not want to pursue me or romance me with the little things anymore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8137338907474229388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8137338907474229388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8137338907474229388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8137338907474229388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-do-you-do-with-realization-that.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5680102243786361832</id><published>2007-03-06T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:47.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The face of the fried mommy and her perfect baby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5680102243786361832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5680102243786361832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5680102243786361832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5680102243786361832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/03/face-of-fried-mommy-and-her-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/Re2pmLW1PlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ewDrKQtiWEU/s72-c/Lillichcamera-006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8368764158014284881</id><published>2007-03-01T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:47.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sharing some of Madeline's 3 month photos I had taken a couple weeks ago:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8368764158014284881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8368764158014284881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8368764158014284881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8368764158014284881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/03/sharing-some-of-madelines-3-month.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/RedMiSGX6XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Y1jaQPQcJQU/s72-c/s46099ca103097_8_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-8198969819003664404</id><published>2007-03-01T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T11:06:51.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burn out!As I type this I'm holding a FINALLY sleeping baby.  I have been trying to get some housework done all morning and she just kept "yelling" at me.  I'd get on the floor and coo at her in the walker and she'd come to life, smiling and melting my heart.  I'd walk away for 5 seconds to try to finish dishes-----AHHHHHHHHHHHH!I have cabin fever.  My vehicle is buried in snow and I'm caring for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/8198969819003664404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=8198969819003664404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8198969819003664404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/8198969819003664404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/03/burn-out-as-i-type-this-im-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-5024321086933165798</id><published>2007-02-28T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:25:47.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My little snow baby is perfect!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/5024321086933165798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=5024321086933165798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5024321086933165798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/5024321086933165798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-little-snow-baby-is-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_odqGgGVSMeM/ReWRRSGX6WI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eUaLR5abEVw/s72-c/madlinesnowball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-117019295995932595</id><published>2007-01-30T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:35:59.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last week Madeline had her 2 month check-up with the pediatrician (that spelling doesn't look correct to me).  She will be 11 weeks old this Thursday.  Maddy is a giant!  She has grown 3 1/2 inches and weighs 14.2 lbs.  It is so exciting to see her change almost overnight.She and I are at uncle Mike's--just finished doing all of the cleaning.  Tomorrow is normally the day we would come but since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/117019295995932595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=117019295995932595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/117019295995932595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/117019295995932595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-week-madeline-had-her-2-month.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116951482292640591</id><published>2007-01-22T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:13:42.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a couple more.  This is Justin.  I took these of the two most beautiful women I know.  I'm not biased, just proud.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116951482292640591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116951482292640591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116951482292640591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116951482292640591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/01/heres-couple-more.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116869774928045236</id><published>2007-01-13T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T07:40:10.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a new picture of my daughter.  She's two months old now!  I knew I would love her, but I never dreamed I would like her as much as I do!  She has the best personality.  I think she takes after me...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116869774928045236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116869774928045236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116869774928045236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116869774928045236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-new-picture-of-my-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116785801204164672</id><published>2007-01-03T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T13:00:12.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know where time goes.  I hate it when people say that, but it's the truth.Madeline is 7 weeks old tomorrow and I don't remember life without her.  I had my 6 week follow-up appointment with the surgeon last Thursday before we left for Kansas and everything appears to be fine.  I am back on the pill and absolutely terrified at the thought of getting pregnant again anytime soon.I have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116785801204164672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116785801204164672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116785801204164672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116785801204164672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-know-where-time-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116542590521413270</id><published>2006-12-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:25:05.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three weeks ago today I checked into the hospital and by this time of morning was being pumped full of pitocin and various other fluids.  It was without a doubt the longest day of my life.  About 16 hours from now Madeline will be 3 weeks old!The time has flown by and other than being WAY bloated for about a week after surgery and stuff (I ended up having to deliver c-section--for another post) I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116542590521413270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116542590521413270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116542590521413270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116542590521413270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/12/three-weeks-ago-today-i-checked-into.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116415675727708223</id><published>2006-11-21T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:54:11.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   A picture of the most beautiful little baby in the world!  This is Madeline, born 11/16/06 at 3:04am!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116415675727708223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116415675727708223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116415675727708223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116415675727708223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/11/picture-of-most-beautiful-little-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116344356783390128</id><published>2006-11-13T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:46:07.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pregnant Pause?Well, mother nature is napping I guess.  Baby Madeline is healthy and happy as hell tearing it up inside my belly.  The ultrasound and stress test last week all showed perfect insides and all that "neat" stuff and today I had another baby stress test and she is still quite content where she's at.  I'm finally scheduled for induction this Wednesday morning at 7:30.  Maybe I'll get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116344356783390128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116344356783390128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116344356783390128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116344356783390128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/11/pregnant-pause-well-mother-nature-is.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116251686958373532</id><published>2006-11-02T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:21:09.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brief update on yesterday's appointment: everything looks fantastic and baby is super duper low, all I have to do is go into labor and she'll come out (I hope it's THAT simple!).  The midwife was able to touch Maddy's head with no problem when she examined me (freaky!).  If I don't have her by beginning of next week I have to go in for another ultrasound and stress test for baby and determine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116251686958373532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116251686958373532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116251686958373532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116251686958373532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/11/brief-update-on-yesterdays-appointment.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116251594470197129</id><published>2006-11-02T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:14:19.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are at my uncle's doing some updating to Justin's laptop and throwing some photos in an album Justin created.  Let's give this a shot!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116251594470197129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116251594470197129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116251594470197129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116251594470197129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-at-my-uncles-doing-some.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116232687212916366</id><published>2006-10-31T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:34:32.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm done working and my due date 10/26 has come and gone and the monster child is still raising hell inside of me.  I have another appointment with my midwife tomorrow and my doula is scheduled to be out of town tomorrow through Sunday so we have a back-up in case Madeline struts her stuff before Sunday. Of course I want her to come NOW, but I'm not super crazy about the possibility of having a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116232687212916366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116232687212916366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116232687212916366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116232687212916366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-done-working-and-my-due-date-1026.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-116017029516099962</id><published>2006-10-06T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T14:31:35.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still pregnant and still working full-time at erection central.  The great thing is that they are on a nice tree-lined street down a few feet from Wooddale Church and I go for walks everyday during my lunch break.  It is wonderful to clear my head and enjoy the fall weather.We got rid of our doctor and switched to a midwife at the same clinic/hospital. I had my first appt. with them on Wednesday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/116017029516099962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=116017029516099962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116017029516099962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/116017029516099962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/10/still-pregnant-and-still-working-full.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118647.post-115895685614334429</id><published>2006-09-22T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:27:36.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today Justin said that I'm never happy with anything.  It felt like a slap in the face.Part of me wishes he had done that instead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/feeds/115895685614334429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118647&amp;postID=115895685614334429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/115895685614334429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118647/posts/default/115895685614334429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ssteinkopf.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-justin-said-that-im-never-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07626602690697196378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
