<?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-2349748668027496070</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:11:51.135-08:00</updated><category term='crazytown'/><category term='intros'/><title type='text'>the good gazette</title><subtitle type='html'>a blog to show growth , love and memories made and had by greg, rachael, jacob and mya good.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-7098663495071865580</id><published>2010-03-12T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:44:31.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my tea has been re-heated in the microwave 4 times today.... and i have yet to drink any.</title><content type='html'>so yeah. its already march ... and i suppose i should also be slapped on the hand since it is now 2010... an entirely new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past couple of months i have somehow managed to buy a sweet new camera, only to drop it in my full cup of hot tea and ruin it. so yeah. im a little peeved at the fact that i have minimal christmas pictures. i am also missing photos of my sons awesome 7th birthday party at the race track. i also lack precious memorobilia of my newly born nephew, austin. he is absolutely adorable and it is really too bad that everyone is missing out on pics of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are at round two of the battle for camera. see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-7098663495071865580?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/7098663495071865580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-tea-has-been-re-heated-in-microwave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/7098663495071865580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/7098663495071865580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-tea-has-been-re-heated-in-microwave.html' title='my tea has been re-heated in the microwave 4 times today.... and i have yet to drink any.'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-2459926587915625606</id><published>2009-09-01T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:47:07.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jacob alan is a 1st grader...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/Sp1bksjGLZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X6tr69SMD_8/s1600-h/0901090841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/Sp1bksjGLZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X6tr69SMD_8/s320/0901090841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376554216142024082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... today's the day. jake's first day at his new school. we all spent the morning together, even daddie was here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake was up first -- 7 am to be exact. no alarm clock needed for this excited kiddo! summer went by fast and we had a great time together at the beaches, camping, in our OWN backyard even!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake is now attending robert frost elementary and his new teacher's name is mrs. hull. we hear shes a tough one, so daddie gave him the pep talk at breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's little man... outfit picked out by himself and laid out in his room the night before. this kid's got swagger at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you kid! you're gonna do great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/Sp1d60GoEKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Cgf5Zf5eYPI/s1600-h/0901090852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/Sp1d60GoEKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Cgf5Zf5eYPI/s400/0901090852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376556795150471330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-2459926587915625606?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/2459926587915625606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacob-alan-is-1st-grader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/2459926587915625606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/2459926587915625606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacob-alan-is-1st-grader.html' title='jacob alan is a 1st grader...'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/Sp1bksjGLZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X6tr69SMD_8/s72-c/0901090841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-4660086235513089141</id><published>2009-08-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:53:35.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa -- its august??!</title><content type='html'>so yes, i have been a bit late... we have been running around like crazy people... lets see, lets see... events that hold major importance these last few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the lovely mya papaya turned 4!!&lt;/span&gt; she had a great party with all of her awesome friends.  we did another water party since it has been the same temperature here in seattle as it is, well, in hell. mya's party theme was an ice cream social. it was really great to get all the kiddos together and build sundaes just to run it all off in our new backyard. pictures to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the good family 4 does newhalem, wa.!&lt;/span&gt; that right folks -- we took the challenge and succeeded. the four of us headed out camping for the fourth of july. it was our first time out and we did it big. with as little notice as possible, greg lets me know he made reservations and we need to start planning a 3 day trip (thanks dear). we packed up the house and set out on thursday the 2nd. we headed up north to a small town called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newhalem,_Washington"&gt;newhalem&lt;/a&gt;. although i am not a fan of long car rides, this one in particular was rather beautiful. we did a lot of hiking through the nearby trails, took drives through the nearby 'off-road' spots and swam in the river. the river was freezing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roasting marshmallows for the first time with the kids totally RULED. smores became an every 3 hour event. we ate a bunch of weird camping appropriate meals while the bugs ate us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids each had their own disposable camera to record their memories. once the pics are returned from the &lt;a href="http://image16.webshots.com/16/8/43/72/186484372VNEjyT_fs.jpg"&gt;photohut&lt;/a&gt; (jk but you get the idea) we will be able to view through their eyes. please overlook the pictures of me running at the camera lens, im really not angry, it was just a bad angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....all in all, it was a stellar first camping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seattle caught on fire.&lt;/span&gt; yes, our dear, unprepared city felt the scorch of the hot, blaring UV rays of the &lt;a href="http://www.komonews.com/weather/blog/51920102.html?blog=y"&gt;sun&lt;/a&gt;. it was a rather long week in addition to being flame broiled and/or sweated to death, greg was chillin' (literally) in his air-conditioned hotel in tuscon az. greg still hit temps as high as 104 in arizona while he was there for work. however, seattle was at a whopping 56% humidity. it was not fun. lucky for us, we have friends in high places -- ones who have sweet swimming pools at there house. we are also lucky for lake washington -- denny beach in particular. the kids and i practically lived on shore for a solid 48 hours. the kids and i had a love/hate relationship with the weather that week, loved swimming, hated attempting to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;greg finally got the bike of his dreams&lt;/span&gt;. the long awaited battle has finally been won. i was a little scared but the xanax is helping. who am i joking... im scared outta my skull. he and uncle bob set out on a motorcycle shopping spree and picked out a &lt;a href="http://www.xdcycle.com/store/images/t_507.jpg"&gt;1999 TLR1000&lt;/a&gt;... yes, 1000. its a big one -- a big LOUD one. greg is really happy about his new toy. i am happy for protective riding gear. jake thinks his dads bike is so cool -- i catch him peeking through the kitchen/garage door now and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting close the the school year and we are slowly prepping and growing more excited about jacobs new school. he will be attending robert frost elementary in kirkland. they just recently tore down the old school and have built a brand spankin', shiney and sparkly new two-story building in its place. the four of us have been walking at night to check the progress of the build. we are all stoked to see the doors open. jake has been enrolled on a soccer team with one of his best buddies - whom he will be going to his new school with next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so theres the update -- im working on this darn camera thing so pics to come soon. my camera is broken and i am currently shopping for new deals :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&amp;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-4660086235513089141?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/4660086235513089141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoa-its-august.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/4660086235513089141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/4660086235513089141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoa-its-august.html' title='whoa -- its august??!'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-3588094259128739736</id><published>2009-07-01T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:56:55.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazytown'/><title type='text'>hell week at the good household...</title><content type='html'>between busted faces n heads, we are ALL at our wits end with pain!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; decided it would be a good idea to jump on her bed... i could hear the mattress springs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boinging&lt;/span&gt; in the bedroom to which i immediately throttled my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;voicebox&lt;/span&gt; in that general direction down the hallway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MYA&lt;/span&gt;, get off your bed, we don't jump on beds!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THUNK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*screaming child* (not an awesome sound, especially when you have to rinse raw chicken off of your hands before you can see the damage.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran into her room where she was still screaming... rubbed her head a little bit, and noticed blood on my hand. i dug around through her hair and sure enough, a gash... about the size of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; nail tip. small wound, still bled like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked her eyeballs for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;concussion&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;... we were good. bloody but good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we managed to get through most of the week full of fun and joy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jake's&lt;/span&gt; friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ho'okele&lt;/span&gt; visits his father in CA every summer for the WHOLE summer.  its a major bummer for all of us including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ho'okeles&lt;/span&gt;' mother.  its tradition to have a little get together before he heads out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, we got a hold of some $10 tickets to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wildwaves&lt;/span&gt;, so we decided to head out on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; both loved it, and have been asking to return to the watery village of fun everyday since we went. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sure we will be returning this summer if we can find those great tickets again. it was a little tough juggling two kiddos in a giant swimming pool area, but the kids did a great job of being cautious and listening to directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weekend rolled around -- it was nice to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;greg&lt;/span&gt; for 3 whole days.  hes finally getting to a steady point with his current employees which allows for more time with us. thank god he was home this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kids will be kids i suppose, and they generally learn the hard way. this last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; both had to learn the hard way in regards to rock throwing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, its gets better -- or is it worse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; outside and the kids spent most of the day in the backyard. sun was shining, we had all the doors open to create a nice breeze through the house, temperature was not too hot no too cold... it was your typical lovely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and then the screaming commenced from the backyard. that pain scream and then silence that follows when the person screaming cannot make any noise nor breathe in between screams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look out the back deck to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; on all fours, bleeding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;profusely&lt;/span&gt; from the face. not a pretty sight. so i run out to see up close, there is too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;muc&lt;/span&gt; blood to assess any damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; was 'throwing rocks at the tree' and hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; SQUARE in the nose. she was bleeding heavily from the inside and the outside of her nose. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;greg&lt;/span&gt; had to come assist because i, the mom who is supposed to be prepared for anything and everything, almost passed out on the ground. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; was in tears, mom was nearly in tears, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; was still screaming -- thank goodness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;daddie&lt;/span&gt; was home to handle this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;greg&lt;/span&gt; assessed a broken nose. so we called her doctor immediately to get the on call physician since it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ultimately&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;myas&lt;/span&gt; faced was iced, and we gave her some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ibuprofen&lt;/span&gt; for the swelling.  the doctors said that there was nothing they could do right this instant, at least until the swelling went down. we opted against a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;cat scan&lt;/span&gt; due to 1) ridiculous health insurance 2) knowing that there was nothing anyone could do at this point in time. if any 'readjusting' needs to be done, we will have to do it later in life - (EEK!). i will still take her in to have them document the injury in case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt; at age 10. :| - this is assuming her nose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; heal properly or causes breathing problems in her future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been three days since the actual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;myas&lt;/span&gt; nose is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; puffy and badly bruised, her beautiful face is now adorned with two black eyes... but shes a trooper. i am still having to hold her down a bit and keep the kids from smacking into each other so often. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;mya&lt;/span&gt; is still a little nasal-y when speaking but air is passing through each nostril. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; still some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;scabbing&lt;/span&gt; on the the outside of the nose as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; had enough injures for one week - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; glad we all made it out alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkuxDV-LCEI/AAAAAAAAABg/EwGPS2m9nDA/s1600-h/0629090954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkuxDV-LCEI/AAAAAAAAABg/EwGPS2m9nDA/s320/0629090954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353567253055604802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkuxDJKJQTI/AAAAAAAAABY/RzSHx9HPTQA/s1600-h/0628091713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkuxDJKJQTI/AAAAAAAAABY/RzSHx9HPTQA/s320/0628091713.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353567249616159026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been real, its been fun -- but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been real fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt; -- camping for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! no bears please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-3588094259128739736?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/3588094259128739736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-week-at-good-household.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/3588094259128739736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/3588094259128739736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-week-at-good-household.html' title='hell week at the good household...'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkuxDV-LCEI/AAAAAAAAABg/EwGPS2m9nDA/s72-c/0629090954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-1164593988701821062</id><published>2009-06-23T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:55:30.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoqualmie Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkEI5VblolI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xzh5DuQe7eQ/s1600-h/falls+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkEI5VblolI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xzh5DuQe7eQ/s400/falls+may+09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350567613391282770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken Memorial Day weekend... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snoqualmie&lt;/span&gt; Falls is our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fams&lt;/span&gt; sorta special place to visit. Greg asked me to marry him there, so we visit the bench with the kids when we get a chance to get out there.  Anyway, the Falls looked as beautiful as it possibly could a couple weeks ago... the snow is melting in the mountains, luckily, there has been very little flooding :) Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-1164593988701821062?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/1164593988701821062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/snoqualmie-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/1164593988701821062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/1164593988701821062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/snoqualmie-falls.html' title='Snoqualmie Falls'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SkEI5VblolI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xzh5DuQe7eQ/s72-c/falls+may+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-2395698501190592568</id><published>2009-06-15T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:06:11.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake is post kindy-kid!!</title><content type='html'>Today we had Jake Kindergarten graduation field trip... I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt; to school just like any other regular school day, except for today was his graduation!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although he is just a kindergartner, graduation is still very important. Mrs. Thomson scheduled a family picnic at the park.  I packed up some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sammies&lt;/span&gt; for the 4 of us since dad took time out of his busy day to come see Jake get his diploma.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt;, Jake and I met Greg at the school.  All of the kids in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; class sat nicely in their chairs awaiting instruction from the teacher.  We had some assigned jobs foe the parents attending and we were on our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st stop was Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Huizenga's&lt;/span&gt; house to visit her chickens... the kids loved seeing the chicks and had a chance to throw them some feed. Then it was off to the park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at the park and the kids went berserk! Jake, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt;, Greg and I sat down to eat real quick before playing... There were basketballs, bean bags, parachutes and an all out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; party!  Followed up with a small, personal graduation ceremony.  Kids were announced one by one and a small piece was said about each.  When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; name was called, we all clapped and cheered. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; sat and watched like a good girl through the whole ceremony. Mrs. Thomson was delighted to have Jake as part of her class -- referring to Jake as "Mr. Cool" since he is always wearing such 'cool clothes' (which are pretty cool hand me downs from the Georges'), and having his cool chain wallet... Jake does have quite a fashion sense at such a young age ;) above and beyond being 'cool' he has been noted to have a 'good heart' and has been reading like a miracle! Greg and I just sit in awe at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jakes&lt;/span&gt; reading and knowing letters and their sounds.  Hes a genius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; 'drama' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; a baby raccoon that was stuck on the fence! Mama raccoon ended up coming back to fetch her baby after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; crowd ceased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... most importantly, our family had a great time together at the park celebrating our oldest and his accomplishments thus far in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year is truly full time class hours and he will be attending a new school... we have loved his school in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bothell&lt;/span&gt;, and it has been a pleasure seeing Tiberius almost everyday after school since they both attended the same school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Thomson is amazing -- we are really blessed to have such wonderful people grace our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats Jake!! You amaze us everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-2395698501190592568?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/2395698501190592568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/jake-is-post-kindy-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/2395698501190592568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/2395698501190592568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/jake-is-post-kindy-kid.html' title='Jake is post kindy-kid!!'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349748668027496070.post-1586938295732282518</id><published>2009-06-06T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:16:20.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intros'/><title type='text'>Introduction, preface, WARNING... whatever you wanna call it !</title><content type='html'>So here we are. The Goods. The majority of readers most likely already know us. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt; this site for the out of town family members that may be interested in what Greg, Rachael, Jake and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; may be up to :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past couple of months have been hectic with a move into our first OWNED home (pics to come).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; right folks, we're back in Kirkland!! We are looking forward to meeting our new neighbors and being involved with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; community.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're working on getting Jake signed up for Fall soccer season and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prepping him&lt;/span&gt; for a new school this year since we are leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maywood&lt;/span&gt;. Jake will be attending Robert Frost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; next year which just so happens to be my old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; school -- they even remembered me when we went to register Jake!  In the meantime, Jake is looking forward to spring break just as if it were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; will be staying at her current preschool through the middle of June and will also return in the Fall.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; has great friends, loves reading and loves learning.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bothell&lt;/span&gt; Community Preschool has been wonderful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; isn't quite old enough for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; next year, but just as we did with Jake, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt; will be in 2 years of Preschool.... its a little trend mom and dad started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greg has been working HARD these last few weeks.  Lots of early morning departures followed by late evening home arrivals. Being the manager is a tough job -- his team consists of 2 markets out of 5.  Greg manages the home office team of Seattle and also the outer market in Tuscon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;AZ&lt;/span&gt;.  Needless to say, he does a lot of travelling. In his free time, we try to get out and about together, sometimes in his hobby cars that he loves to work on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in between nanny jobs right now. The economy has been pretty rough and nanny jobs are few and far between.  However, I am busy with my own two, along with a new home to make fancy and to our liking. I never thought it would be this much work!  I do a lot of driving with drop off and pick ups to school and after school activities. Sometimes its a bit mundane but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; the payoff will be great down the road. I wouldn't trade this time with my kids for anything.  School is on hold at this moment, however, I plan to start new classes in July. I have 2 more classes until I graduate with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;AAS&lt;/span&gt; in business management and then its off to get a BA in Human Resources Management. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;there is&lt;/span&gt; your briefing, stay tuned to see pics of the new house... as soon as I get my boxes in order and find my dang camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349748668027496070-1586938295732282518?l=thegoodgazette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/feeds/1586938295732282518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/introduction-preface-warning-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/1586938295732282518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349748668027496070/posts/default/1586938295732282518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegoodgazette.blogspot.com/2009/06/introduction-preface-warning-whatever.html' title='Introduction, preface, WARNING... whatever you wanna call it !'/><author><name>r.g.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17230447034255645750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkPkPAk6n-w/SgiYQ7OfW7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/q4Dk0sEgoPA/S220/S7300372.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
