<?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-3206192408153151192</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:04:08.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desirée's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Desirée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178289542924891874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK_g5BuuoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B0ixWseBjVA/S220/CIMG1397+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3206192408153151192.post-6923224744206032368</id><published>2009-10-11T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:27:17.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK-DiQvmKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9_FxvSr4Mc0/s1600-h/Fall+2009-28+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391580671861823650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK-DiQvmKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9_FxvSr4Mc0/s320/Fall+2009-28+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband is out of town. His friend and him went to Vegas for the weekend to meet up with their car club. Ahh, I just can't help but think on a day to day basis how much I take advantage that I have him in my daily life. I've been with him since I was 16. This is all I know. We've become so use to having eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st year of our realtionship was long distance. I hated being apart! Although, when you do finally get to see eacother its like you fall in love all over again. I am so looking forward to him coming home tomorrow. I've really missed him. I've missed his smell, the way we snuggle at night, and most of all...his kisses. I am just putting it out there that I need to realize more how blessed I am to have found the man of my dreams at such a young age. We've been happily married for 5+ years now, that is crazy. I love you hunny. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3206192408153151192-6923224744206032368?l=desireeleazott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/feeds/6923224744206032368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-him.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/6923224744206032368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/6923224744206032368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-him.html' title='I Miss Him.'/><author><name>Desirée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178289542924891874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK_g5BuuoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B0ixWseBjVA/S220/CIMG1397+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK-DiQvmKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9_FxvSr4Mc0/s72-c/Fall+2009-28+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3206192408153151192.post-959690039442734240</id><published>2009-09-23T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:06:42.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks &amp; Counting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is my 3rd week of waking up at 4:45am and hitting the gym up hard with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt;, Lacey. I'm really enjoying the time away from the boys...finally doing something for myself. I love it cause I'm home by 6:30 and I can get showered, make-up &amp;amp; hair done pretty much before the boys wake up. I weighed myself once and I won't do that again b/c I gained a few pounds that I am sure is muscle cause my clothes are fitting much nicer so I know I didn't get fatter! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I feel like the scale is just a number and shouldn't be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dwelled&lt;/span&gt; on too much, go off of how you feel. This is something that is gonna continue to be part of my daily routine, I love it! I can't wait til Vegas in April where Lay &amp;amp; I can flaunt our toned bodies! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; j/k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3206192408153151192-959690039442734240?l=desireeleazott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/feeds/959690039442734240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-weeks-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/959690039442734240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/959690039442734240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-weeks-counting.html' title='3 Weeks &amp; Counting.'/><author><name>Desirée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178289542924891874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK_g5BuuoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B0ixWseBjVA/S220/CIMG1397+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3206192408153151192.post-6807031345536956549</id><published>2009-09-03T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:40:40.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCaIeG74qI/AAAAAAAAABs/P7v7UsShWzw/s1600-h/CIMG3320+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377467425392157346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCaIeG74qI/AAAAAAAAABs/P7v7UsShWzw/s320/CIMG3320+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCZ81nu8eI/AAAAAAAAABk/gdjUBoicNWY/s1600-h/CIMG3327+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377467225545306594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCZ81nu8eI/AAAAAAAAABk/gdjUBoicNWY/s320/CIMG3327+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCZyXbiQpI/AAAAAAAAABc/jW4BqlgfTBY/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377467045642388114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCZyXbiQpI/AAAAAAAAABc/jW4BqlgfTBY/s320/IMG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so this is really cool! I've been wanting to start a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;journalish&lt;/span&gt; type thing so I can remember all the good...and bad in my life. My kids change daily and I just want to be sure to remember every precious moment, but first I would like to introduce myself. Lets get started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My name is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Desirée&lt;/span&gt; Kathleen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leazott&lt;/span&gt;. I am currently 23. I have been married for 5 1/2 years. (Yes, I got married at 18.) My husband's name is Carl, aka &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Frenchie&lt;/span&gt;. We have 2 sons. The oldest is Cash Dylan. He is 4 1/2. I got pregnant 3 months after we got married. Oops! Our other son is Dresden &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DeVille&lt;/span&gt;. He is 15 months. I just love being the Queen Bee of the house. Both of my sons are such "Mama's Boys". Sometimes I yearn for a daughter, but most of the time I am very thankful I just have boys. We really aren't your "normal family" either. We are all into Hot Rods &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Harleys&lt;/span&gt;. We dress from a different era and that causes a lot of people to comment and stare! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I am so use to it know, I eat it up. It doesn't help being covered in tattoos either, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Frenchie&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I love to express ourselves that way. We attend church regularly, always in the '58 Chevy. I will do anything for my family, and I LOVE being a "Stay at Home Mom"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also have a tabby cat named Chevy, and a chihuahua puppy named Hank. They both are 1. Chevy is 6 lbs heavier than Hank! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I collect ANYTHING that has cherries on it. I am OBSESSED with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Morrissey&lt;/span&gt; and the Los Angeles Angels of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Anaheim&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess that pretty much sums me up. Thanks for caring! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3206192408153151192-6807031345536956549?l=desireeleazott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/feeds/6807031345536956549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/09/me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/6807031345536956549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3206192408153151192/posts/default/6807031345536956549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desireeleazott.blogspot.com/2009/09/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Desirée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178289542924891874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/StK_g5BuuoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B0ixWseBjVA/S220/CIMG1397+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDh9rnIZ4f0/SqCaIeG74qI/AAAAAAAAABs/P7v7UsShWzw/s72-c/CIMG3320+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
