<?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-5655467811590477744</id><updated>2011-12-01T18:05:54.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt Sneed's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Check out Matt Sneed's blog ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>351</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7530036404141256390</id><published>2011-12-01T18:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:05:54.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog has moved!</title><content type='html'>Click on the link below to see my new blog page! First post coming soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://njexch1.nassaubroadcasting.com/exchweb/bin/redir.asp?URL=http://www.wpst.com/MATT-SNEED/11168523"&gt;https://njexch1.nassaubroadcasting.com/exchweb/bin/redir.asp?URL=http://www.wpst.com/MATT-SNEED/11168523&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7530036404141256390?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7530036404141256390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-blog-has-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7530036404141256390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7530036404141256390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-blog-has-moved.html' title='My blog has moved!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-192405130606566553</id><published>2011-11-28T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:36:51.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving weekend was great except for about 10 minutes on Friday....</title><content type='html'>Headed to visit Karen's sister, hubby and twin 4 year olds in Virginia Beach for Thanksgiving. Had a great time! The only part that, well, freaked the hell out of me was on Friday. All of us had been at the mall doing some Black Friday shopping, which also happened to be Karen's Bday, when the girls decided they were going to take the kids, all 3 of them, for lunch and John and I were gonna head to the VA beach boardwalk for a run. We seperate, and about 30 min later i get a text from Karen "In car accident". Thats all. So call her back right away. No answer. I text her back. No answer. I dont hear from them for about 10-15 min in which I basically have all these scenarios running through my head! Are you ok? Is Hailey ok? What happened? HELLO!!!!! Please answer your phone! Don't text me that!!! Call me!!! I kinda had a feeling that since it was a text that it couldnt be too serious, but still...in a car accident???? CALL ME! Dont text! She eventually calls back. They were rear ended while leaving the mall by a guy with an invalid Mexican license, no insurance, and could barely speak english. The cops arrested him and towed the car. Everyone was ok, however he really rammed the car good! Significant damage to my sister-in-law's car! The kids were shaken up a bit, but otherwise ok, Hailey keeps saying "Aunt Terri's car has a boo boo" better the car have the boo boo instead of one of the kids!!! Soooo other than that little fiasco our Thanksgiving weekend was lots of fun!! The moral of the story??? Some things require and actual phone call and not a text! Like for example, car accidents!!!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-192405130606566553?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/192405130606566553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-was-great-except.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/192405130606566553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/192405130606566553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend-was-great-except.html' title='Thanksgiving weekend was great except for about 10 minutes on Friday....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6762687711557386000</id><published>2011-11-15T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T15:09:32.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great relaxing time with daughter...and myself!</title><content type='html'>Just back from my week off and WOW! It was sooo relaxing! My wife did not have off so I was on my own. Got alot of stuff done i needed to do dentist, eye doc, oil change etc...spent alot of time just lounging around the house too. however the best parts of my vaca were Monday and Friday. Those were the two days I got to spend with Hailey, just her and I. They were quite simple days of playing at the park and heading to the diner for lunch, but man it was just so fun to be with her. Friday we went to pick out Mommy's birthday present. What did Hailey pick out for Mommy? A jack in the box. I asked her "Are you sure Mommy wants a jack in the box for her birthday?" She responded...."Yes she loves them!" lol, um, ok I guess so...a jack in the box it is! Now we just have make sure we keep it a secret until next Friday! HA! Good luck with that! I know she loved spending all that time with Daddy! How do I know? Yesterday when i went to drop her off at school it was a disaster! Freak out! Why? "Cause I love you so much Daddy and I just want to be with you" she said to me. Yes, it's always hard to leave the classroom while she is screaming for me not to go, but knowing that was the reason made it just a little better. :) So all in all I had a great vacation with my daughter, myself, and a few beers at the end of the day :) Hey! It's vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6762687711557386000?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6762687711557386000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-great-relaxing-time-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6762687711557386000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6762687711557386000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-great-relaxing-time-with.html' title='What a great relaxing time with daughter...and myself!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6718728350874944339</id><published>2011-10-31T16:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T16:33:42.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My simple Halloween memory.</title><content type='html'>While i have many childhood memories I could share I have one that still to this day makes me laugh and smile. Between the ages of 5-9 my parents would take me to my grandparents house in the next town over to go trick or treating. They lived in a better neighborhood and it gave my grandparents to endulge a young boy in thinking he was cleverly fooling them. For at least 5 straight years my Halloween costume was quite simply a "old man". I would get a top hat, cane, a sport jacket and fake gray mustache. The more I think about it, it was really just a way for my parents to not have spend much money on a costume for me! I also would talk in a "old man" voice in an attempt to fool everyone, especially my grandparents, into thinking it wasn't me. My parents would park in the street in front my my grandparents house and I would walk up, ring the door bell and...so it began! My grandmother would answer and say "Patrick (my grandpa), look and nice little old man is at the door. He looks hungry and thirsty! Why don't you come in little old man for some candy and chocolate milk!" I would walk in, thinking that I was totally fooling my grandparents. I would sit at the kitchen table and stay in character while my grandmother asked me questions about myself...who I was...where I came from etc. I would keep up the character as long as I could before I lost it and took off the hat and mustache "Look grandma it's me!!" Of course they would act like I had fooled them! Just like I did the year before, and before! I must have done this for 5 years in a row really thinking I was fooling my grandparents! They would always play along! As if my grandparents were too old and stupid to realize this person they just invited in was their grandson, while my parents were parked in full view in front of the house! lol I have many other memories of Halloween, especially some as a teenager I won't get into in this blog :), but those years going to my grandparents house is what I will always think of when I think about Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6718728350874944339?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6718728350874944339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-simple-halloween-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6718728350874944339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6718728350874944339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-simple-halloween-memory.html' title='My simple Halloween memory.'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-650615679872936787</id><published>2011-10-25T14:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:42:00.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I be???</title><content type='html'>We picked up Hailey's halloween costume from Party Fair on Route 130 in East Windsor! She's gonna be Strawberry Shortcake! So adorable! Of course it doesn't hurt that all costumes at Party Fair are up to 75% off! Well, now I need to get my costume! I'm hosting the Halloween Costume Contest at Katmandu in Trenton on Saturday night! Check it out at katmandutrenton.com. So I need a really good costume!!! Any suggestions? We picked up Hailey's costume last week because I think I want a costume that is a little, well, off color to say the least! :) Something she probably shouldn't see with her 3 year old eyes! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-650615679872936787?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/650615679872936787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-should-i-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/650615679872936787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/650615679872936787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-should-i-be.html' title='What should I be???'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8154999001321177941</id><published>2011-10-24T13:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:07:13.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sending Hailey to live with Grandma...or so she thought...</title><content type='html'>Saturday was our 7th wedding anniversary! What did we do? Out to dinner and then some alone time afterwards while Hailey spent the night at grandma's. That is where the story gets interesting. Hailey has never spent the night at grandma's before. For the past year her 4 year old twin cousins had been living with grandma while their Daddy was out to sea with the Navy. They just moved back to Virginia a month ago. So there never really was any time or room at grandma's house for Hailey. Ok, got that? When Hailey stayed at grandma's on Saturday she got to sleep in the same room that her cousins had slept in for a year, in fact grandma was so nice to even stencil her name on the wall along with her cousins name. Got that? Hailey also got to use her princess suitcase which she never has had a chance to use. Got that? Ok, we checked in with grnadma throughout the night by phone and Hailey was having a good time. She went to bed fine and didn't even want Mommy and Daddy to call and say goodnight. The next day when we went to pick her up we thought she would come running to the door to greet us and be sooo happy to see us....NOPE! Hailey was, well, for lack of a better term pissed at us! No hugs, no kisses, she woudn't even leave grandma's side! We had plans for all of us to go pumpkin picking that day, so off we went. It took at least an hour for her to warm up to us a little, when I asked her if she wanted to know what Mommy and Daddy did for our anniversary she put her hands on her hips and gave me a quick "No I do not." My wife and I were so puzzled as to why she was so upset with us. Then all of a sudden it dawned on me! She thought she was coming to live with grandma like her cousins and was mad at us for leaving her! We started adding it all up...her cousins had just left a month ago, she was sleeping in their now empty room, grandma stenciled her name on the wall, she packed a suitcase...she thought we were leaving her there! She thought since the boys were now gone it was her turn to live with grandma!!!! Now we both feel awful! She slowly warmed up to us more and more throughout the day. However she definately clung to grandma as we went pumpking picking. It wasn't until we were in our car on the way back to our house that she said how much fun she had with grandma and that she wanted to do it again. Once we got home she was completely back to normal, she ran into her room and jumped on her bed and was super happy to be home! I would be too after a night away, especially if I thought I had a year to go before I could come home again! We did ask her if she thought she was going to live with grandma and she said yes! :( We have been giving her lots of hugs and kissess since she's been home so she knows we want her at home, and we don't want her to live with grandma...at least not yet...at 17 it may be a different story :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8154999001321177941?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8154999001321177941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/sending-hailey-to-live-with-grandmaor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8154999001321177941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8154999001321177941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/sending-hailey-to-live-with-grandmaor.html' title='Sending Hailey to live with Grandma...or so she thought...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6157248893746150846</id><published>2011-10-17T14:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:33:40.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh we messed up!</title><content type='html'>Over the past month Hailey has been having a hard time sleeping due to monsters and ghosts...yup good old monsters and ghosts...she says they climb up the house and open her window and say "peek-a-boo Hailey!!!" I kind of want to tell her be glad thats all they do! ;) They dont sound all that bad to me ;) anyway...my wife leaves much earlier for work than I do, so by 5:30 or so she is out of bed and gone...well Hailey has now made a habit of coming into our room after she leaves and climbing into bed with me and telling me about her scary night of monsters scaring her! We usually fall back asleep together and wake up around 930. I am not gonna lie I really like cuddling in bed with my daughter and waking up with her next to me. seriously. its awesome. however we have now run into a small problem where she wants to get into bed earlier and earlier..sometimes like 1 or 2am which bascially is the entire night. of course if we try to talk her out of it she freaks, it's 1am we're all tired soooooooo....it's much easier just to let her in bed and go back to sleep. the problem is she is getting more and more used to sleeping in bed with us....which we know is not good. the thing is, i dont think it's such a bad thing for her to climb into bed with me early in the morning after mommy leaves for work, but in order for her to get back to sleeping in her bed by herself all night i think i am gonna have to stop it altogether. I just dont want to, because as I said it's awesome. waking up with my daughters smiling face and and her rubbing my back to wake me up is about the best thing i have ever experienced. it just makes me day. so now we're kinda stuck...how to get the monsters to go away?? how to get her back to sleeping in her own bed? and how to get her to understand the difference of laying in bed with daddy in the morning and sleeping in her bed all night? yeesh!!! we screwed up!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6157248893746150846?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6157248893746150846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/uh-oh-we-messed-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6157248893746150846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6157248893746150846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/uh-oh-we-messed-up.html' title='Uh oh we messed up!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3324139283042537121</id><published>2011-10-05T15:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T16:00:40.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What should we do???</title><content type='html'>October 22nd will be my 7th wedding anniversary! Turns out it's a Saturday! So my wife and I want to do well...something. We are gonna have Hailey stay at grandma's that night and try to find, well something to do. See the thing is, my wife and I are the two most sinfully boring people on earth. We will probably go out to dinner, not afger that we don't know what to do. Both of us jokingly mentioned walking around Target! And well...that is kinda what we do for fun on the weekends! Pathetic isn't it? That is what is fun to us! We are not movie people, so other than going to the movies do you any suggestions on what we could do? Yes I feel pathetic asking this question, but other than taking care of Hailey we havent really done much of anything for ourselves the past 4 years or so! And add to it that we are two very low key boring people! We might just end up at Target on our anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3324139283042537121?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3324139283042537121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-should-we-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3324139283042537121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3324139283042537121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-should-we-do.html' title='What should we do???'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7773893361686187239</id><published>2011-09-26T13:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T13:57:20.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know! So stop asking!</title><content type='html'>3 and a half years into being parents my wife and I are still answering the same question from essentially the same people! "When you having another one?" For the LOVE OF GOD!!!! Please stop asking us this question! We don't know!!! Can't we just enjoy what we have now and not always be thinking about having another one!! YEESH! To be honest, and we tell people this, we are not sure if we are going to have another one. We are happy the way things are now and just enjoying ourselves with our little girl. She is definately a handful all on her own. Plus the cost of daycare is just crazy. Having two in daycare at the same time would be pushing it. I just wish people would stop asking...they ask all the time!!!! YEESH! Ok, i'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7773893361686187239?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7773893361686187239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-so-stop-asking.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7773893361686187239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7773893361686187239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-so-stop-asking.html' title='I dont know! So stop asking!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2437048141171637931</id><published>2011-09-14T13:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:19:50.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy way to say goodbye?</title><content type='html'>My brother-in-law John's deployment overseas is coming to an end this month! He's been overseas for over a year and is looking forward to coming home safe and sound! Great right? Well, yes, but...his wife (Karens sister) and her twin boys have been living with Karens Mom for the past year while he was out. They moved back up here from Norfolk where he was stationed. Hailey has been spending so much time with her cousins the past year and has really gotten used to having them right up the street. Well when John comes back they are going back to Norfolk. I am starting to feel bad for Hailey as she will not see her cousins nearly as often. They had become an automatic play date on the weekends. We have been telling her for a bit now that they are moving back to Virginia, but I dont think it's really set in yet. I dont think it will set in until they are gone. I dont think there is really an easy way around it, but any suggestions on how to handle this situation??? oh and she is so excited to see her Uncle John! We all are!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2437048141171637931?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2437048141171637931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/easy-way-to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2437048141171637931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2437048141171637931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/easy-way-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Easy way to say goodbye?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-761226071074363232</id><published>2011-09-12T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:32:46.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh crap!</title><content type='html'>Ever since Hailey was born I have been trying to "clean up my act." Not that I was a terrible foul mouthed person before, but I certainly had no problem yelling the occasional "Oh Sh*t!" if I was frustrated putting some Ikea furniture together!! :) I definately now pay close attention to what I say around my daughter. Even when she's not around too. I think i have done a pretty good job...however the other day I realized I may not be doing as good a job as I think! Hailey was running around acting like the 3 year old that she is when she fell, and fell hard! Before any tears were shed, before she yelled for me or Mommy I heard...."Oh CRAP!" YIKES!!! Not something you wanna hear from your 3 year old! It was the first time we had ever heard her say it! of course, I know where she heard it! Mommy and I both say it! It's funny cause everytime we say it we always kinda scold the other person..."Don't say that around her!" Well, i guess we havent been doing a good enough job of keeping our potty mouths clean enough, because now Hailey said it! I couldn't get mad at her, but of course I did have to tell her that it's not a nice word to say etc etc....We havent heard it since, but that doesnt mean she hasnt said it! Funny how it really is monkey see, monkey do! Mommy and Daddy really have to watch our mouths...and behavior!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-761226071074363232?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/761226071074363232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/761226071074363232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/761226071074363232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-crap.html' title='Oh crap!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3953907345432783098</id><published>2011-09-09T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:42:42.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my Mom crazy or does she have a point?</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I suprised my daughter with roses. It's something I have done in the past, not often, cause I want it to be something special. Something that will happen often enough that it will still be special, but not too often that she takes it for granted. I think the last time I did it was about 6 months ago. She was ecstatic! The look on her face was just precious....she wanted them in her room next to her bed!!! Best $10 I ever spent!!!! However, my Mother feels that getting a dozen roses for a 3 year old is spoiling her and no matter how often I do it she will get used to it and think that she is entitled to them and that the feeling of entitlement will rub off in other aspects of her life. To me that is kind of an old school way of thinking...but does she have a point???? Is this spoiling her??? Or was I just being a good Daddy? Is my Mom crazy or does she have a point????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3953907345432783098?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3953907345432783098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-my-mom-crazy-or-does-she-have-point.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3953907345432783098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3953907345432783098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-my-mom-crazy-or-does-she-have-point.html' title='Is my Mom crazy or does she have a point?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8604881479250405049</id><published>2011-08-22T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:33:42.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! That's not my kid!!!!</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend my wife and I shampooed the rug in Hailey's room. We moved all the furniture out and unplugged the video monitor in her room. After we unplugged the the camera in her room we got a little suprise on the monitor in our room...another kid's room was on our monitor! I guess since our camera wasn't sending a signal anymore the monitor picked up a neighbor's feed!!! It was kinda creepy! The camaera was placed directly above a crib, so that was we could see was the crib....and a child taking a nap!!! However we could hear quite a bit! Conversations, a TV and at one point an argument! We think we know which one of neighbors it was, but we are not sure because the kid didnt really look like the kid we've seen around the neighborhood. It was kinda creepy and got me thinking about our camera??? Has anyone ever watched hailey sleep and play in her room??? CREEPY!! Then I got to thinking about our webcams! What if someone hacked in and saw everything we do! CREEPY!!!! Has anything like this ever happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8604881479250405049?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8604881479250405049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-thats-not-my-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8604881479250405049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8604881479250405049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-thats-not-my-kid.html' title='Hey! That&apos;s not my kid!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-9174218730167329034</id><published>2011-08-08T15:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:13:57.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You want the truth????</title><content type='html'>Do you prefer the truth or a PC type answer from your signif. other? For example..."Honey, do you like this outfit?" Do you prefer this answer...."You look beautiful in anything you wear" or "Well, kind of, but I like the outfit you wore last Friday night better"....I always tell my wife the truth...i never understood why people wouldn't....my wife knew from the beginning I will tell the truth! So if ya dont wanna know dont ask!!!! It's funny cause when I started gaining weight, actually gained about 20 when she was pregnant, and 20 more after I would ask her do you think I am getting fat? She would always say no you look fine...after I put the 40 on and decided to start losing and working out and lost it we looked at pics and she admitted to me she thought I was getting big back then but just wanted to spare my feelings! We agreed then and there to always tell the other person the truth no matter how bad the truth is.....even the dreaded "does this make me look fat?" Maybe had she told me she thought I was getting big I would have tried to lose weight sooner and not wait until 40 pounds later! To me the worst truth is better than the best lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-9174218730167329034?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9174218730167329034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-want-truth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9174218730167329034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9174218730167329034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-want-truth.html' title='You want the truth????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4882369972795027664</id><published>2011-08-02T14:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:40:18.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the maid in my house....</title><content type='html'>A new survey says that more and more men are picking up slack when it comes to chores and housework. I have to say that i have always been the one who does most of the cleaning and housework in the house, so this survey is nothing new to me! My wife and I are polar opposites when it comes to cleanliness, I am a neat freak and she is messy, very messy...let's just say we use the word "clutter" quite often! People often ask how we manage to live together considering we are so different and the answer is...um...I dont know! HA! I have my "man cave" which is alway kept spotless and she has...well...the rest of the house to clutter up! :) So who does most of the cleaning in your house??? You or your spouse????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4882369972795027664?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4882369972795027664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-maid-in-my-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4882369972795027664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4882369972795027664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-maid-in-my-house.html' title='I am the maid in my house....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7180459380714165524</id><published>2011-08-01T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:03:54.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Hard 5 is coming....</title><content type='html'>Yes, that is correct...Die Hard 5 is on the way...no timetable set, but it's coming. Let me be the first to say...PLEASE DON'T! Die Hard was classic, Die Hard 2 was pretty good, Die Hard 3 was pretty bad, and the last Die Hard was just flat out bad! Please do not make another one! I beg of you! It was the same thing with Indiana Jones, the last one was just terrible...please just let it go! These characters were great when they were young, but seriously watching 60 year old men beat people up, thwart crime, and in Bruce Willis' case blow stuff up, it just isnt believable! There is no way these guys are beating up people half their age! In the case of Die Hard, how many of these types of situations does one man find himself in!!! Terrorists take over a skyscraper, then in Die Hard 2 it's an airport, in 3 it was NYC, and then in the last one it was the entire country! Yeesh! What is 5 gonna be???? How many things can possibly happen to one guy in a lifetime! Please just give it a rest. No more Die Hard. Please let John Mclane retire and move to Florida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7180459380714165524?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7180459380714165524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/die-hard-5-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7180459380714165524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7180459380714165524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/08/die-hard-5-is-coming.html' title='Die Hard 5 is coming....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7837941802106645678</id><published>2011-07-28T14:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:08:01.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take reasons why I don't sleep naked in a hotel bed for $1000, Alex....</title><content type='html'>By now you have heard the story about Alex Trebek tackling a would be robber. However there are few details that you may not be aware of....the robbery happened in a hotel...Alex was sleeping...and....well...before he chased the woman, yes a woman, he had to put on his underwear cause ladies and gentlemen......Alex Trebek sleeps naked. Now, I am not opposed to sleeping naked, some people like it, I've done it myself (yes, I know too much info). However what really gets me is that Alex was sleeping naked in a hotel bed. To me a hotel bed is the single most disgusting thing next to the floor of a public men's restroom. When I sleep in a hotel bed i wrap myself so tight in clothing that other than my hands and head there is no contact between the sheets and my skin. Alex doesn't see it this way however, he doesn't mind his entire body coming in contact with sheets and blankets that complete strangers have slept in and no doubt done "other things" as well! GROSS!!! Not to mention bed bugs!!! GROSS!!! It would be bad enough to be eaten alive by bed bugs on my arms and back...but...the other places they could get to if I was buck naked?????? NO THANKS!!!! I friggin' wear long johns under my PJ's when I sleep in a hotel bed!!! Hasn't Alex seen all the expose's where they take the black light and shine it on hotel sheets???? I am sure some even aired on the very network Alex works for!! Hell, maybe he even hosted one!!! Didn't ya pay attention??? Did it not sink in??? Did you not understand it cause it wasn't in the form of a question???? Well, if that's the case then Alex let me tell you straight out.....HOTEL SHEETS ARE GROSS!!!! Please put some kind of clothing on...oh and one more thing...what if there was a fire??? and you didn't have time to put your undies on???? Did you ever think if that??? "I'll take indecent exposure by game show hosts for $500, Alex".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7837941802106645678?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7837941802106645678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-take-reasons-why-i-dont-sleep-naked.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7837941802106645678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7837941802106645678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-take-reasons-why-i-dont-sleep-naked.html' title='I&apos;ll take reasons why I don&apos;t sleep naked in a hotel bed for $1000, Alex....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3375655769544087694</id><published>2011-07-27T14:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:52:52.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An open letter to Crystal Harris</title><content type='html'>Crystal Harris the ex-fiance of Hugh Hefner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Miss Harris,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent interview you stated that sex with Hugh Hefner lasted "two seconds" and was not enjoyable in the least. I wanted to ask you what you expected sex with an 85 year old man was going to be like? He's 85!!! On the brink of death, needs to pop pills to simply breathe, and will most likely be dead by the time you are 30. I wouldn't think it would be so great. You however were under the impression that getting it on with an 85 year old dude was going to be the same has a 25 year old dude. To this I ask you...are you some kind of idiot??? Let me say it again...he's 85!!!!!! Honestly you should consider yourself lucky he didn't die in the middle of it!! I know it's the "thing" to do these days, ya know, getting it on with an 85 year old dude to further your career, but I have to tell you, you couldn't pay me enough money to get me to get it on with an 85 year old woman! In fact while just typing that sentence I threw up a little at my desk. Just the thought is beyond revolting. I don't care if I was offered a job at the world's number one radio station, there ain't no way I am doing it Betty White or Cloris Leachman!!!! You also said that you never really saw him naked cause he didn't like to take off his clothes....again let me say it...he's 85!!!!!! Have you ever met another 85 year old guy who liked taking off his clothes? Did your grandpa walk around naked alot? Probably not. You should consider yourself lucky he didn't like taking off his clothes!! Because let me say it again....he's 85!!!!!!! Did you really wanna see him in all his glory???? Most people don't like seeing elderly people naked. In closing, I hope you realized an important lesson for the future....try not to do it with people who were eligible for social security the year you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Sneed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3375655769544087694?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3375655769544087694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/open-letter-to-crystal-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3375655769544087694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3375655769544087694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/open-letter-to-crystal-harris.html' title='An open letter to Crystal Harris'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8357441642389954821</id><published>2011-07-25T15:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:31:21.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really a suprise?</title><content type='html'>Were you really suprised by Amy Winehouse's death? I saw so many FB posts from people saying "I can't believe it!" Really? you cant believe it? I am suprised it didnt happen sooner! Even if it turns out her death was not related to any of her problems it still wasn't a shock to me! Always sad when someone so young and with so much talent dies young. I remember the same kind of thing when Kurt Cobain died when I was in high school. People were saying how much of a shock it was. Really? The guy wrote a song called "I hate myself and I wanna die" and you are shocked he killed himself? I wasn't schocked or suprised by that and I am not really shocked or suprised by this either! Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8357441642389954821?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8357441642389954821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-it-really-suprise.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8357441642389954821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8357441642389954821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-it-really-suprise.html' title='Is it really a suprise?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7652868430519255589</id><published>2011-07-21T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:47:08.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What did people do before AC???</title><content type='html'>With a heat index of 105 today all I can think about is what people did before air conditioning??? Seriously! Some people say the internet is the greatest invention of the past 100 years...I say it's AC! We're only talking about 100 years ago or so! What did people do to keep cool??? You must have just sweated all day and all night! Ugh! Imagine sleeping in this! No relief at all! no way i could ever fall asleep in weather like this! i gotta be comfortable! Even today with all different ways to keep cool you hear stories on the news about people dying from the heat, imagine how many people died back then! They must have dropping like flies! I cant imagine not having a cool place to escape from the heat! I dont even think heat in the winter is that big of an invention cause you can keep warm without heat...blankets, light a fire etc...keeping cool is a different story! Cell phones, the internet, cars, planes...nope! The greatest invention in the past 100 years or so is air conditioning! Hands down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7652868430519255589?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7652868430519255589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-did-people-do-before-ac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7652868430519255589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7652868430519255589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-did-people-do-before-ac.html' title='What did people do before AC???'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4576192194480232614</id><published>2011-07-19T14:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T15:17:09.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear garbage picker...</title><content type='html'>An open letter to the garbage picker in my neighborhood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Garbage picker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon! I realize it may be fun for you to hunt for buried treasure in other people's trash and that it can be true that one man's trash is another man's treasure. However the water cooler I put out for garbage pick up is not buried treasure. It's trash for a very good reason. For starters, it's quite old, 7 years to be exact and if that's not enough for you it no longer keeps water cold. Any water you put in it will only end up being lukewarm at best, and we all know how delicious warm water can be on a hot summer's day! If you still need more, how about the fact that I forgot to put the water container portion of the cooler out for garbage pickup? So there is no place to fill up the cooler with water. Kinda defeats the purpose of taking the cooler now doesn't it? I realize you are probably a professional garbage stealer so all of these reasons still may not be enough to stop you and you may still think you can find a good use for my water cooler. So last and certainly not least let me tell you the real reason I decided to throw it out....lately the cooler has been blowing all the fuses in my kitchen. Not just simply blowing them, but litterally BLOWING THEM UP! There are sparks, flames, and smoke coming from the cooler and the outlet to which it is plugged in! The smoke and popping, firecracker sound and smell of melted plastic was quite enough to convince me to simply throw out the cooler. The fear of having my house burn down and my family die were enough to convince me to throw the $150 water cooler I bought 7 years ago. You however are under the impression that you can still find a good use for the cooler. May God have mercy on you when you say these words to your family "Look kids! Look what I found! A perfectly good water cooler someone was just throwing out!!! Let me plug it in and see if it works!!!!" Please remember to stand back! I am not kidding either. It was trash for a very good reason. Although by now I am sure you know this. Hope your homeowner's insurance was up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Sneed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Next trash day I will be putting out my daughter's used "Pull Ups" training underpants. Let me know if you have a use for these too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4576192194480232614?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4576192194480232614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-garbage-picker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4576192194480232614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4576192194480232614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-garbage-picker.html' title='Dear garbage picker...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3805308829944040170</id><published>2011-07-18T14:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:47:20.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's cat is um...gonna stay at the kitty hospital for a long time.......really long time.</title><content type='html'>Thats what we told Hailey about Grandma's cat who had to be put down! Lemme tell ya the story...do you think we made the right choice in what we told Hailey??? Karens Mom was away last week and had Karen stopping by to feed the cats. On Thursday Karen and Hailey stopped by after work to find one of the cats acting odd and limping. Karen thought it was so odd that she took him to the animal hospital right away....and with our built in baby sitter, her mom, away and me at work Hailey had to go with her! Loooong story short the Vet says that Grandma's 16 year old cat is very ill there is nothing else to do but put him down. A blood clot had apparently hit her heart....So, what to tell Hailey???? Gotta tell her something...they drove to the Vet with the cat and now will be driving home without him! So instead of getting into the whole "Death Talk" with our 3 year old my wife told Hailey that Grandma's Kitty will be staying at the animal hospital for a long time since she is sick. Hailey buys it and seems ok with it....we figured she would forget about it in a few days, however she keeps asking about the cat! "Grandma's cat is in the hospital" she said..."Shes sick" she said....if she doesnt stop asking about her soon I think we are gonna have to level with her and tell her the truth.....should we just have told her the truth at first???? is 3 years old too young to talk about death???? we really just thought and still think she will forget about it.....maybe not?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3805308829944040170?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3805308829944040170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/grandmas-cat-is-umgonna-stay-at-kitty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3805308829944040170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3805308829944040170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/grandmas-cat-is-umgonna-stay-at-kitty.html' title='Grandma&apos;s cat is um...gonna stay at the kitty hospital for a long time.......really long time.'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6376206139141357677</id><published>2011-07-13T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:33:42.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The OTHER Casey Anthony!</title><content type='html'>Have you heard about the other Casey Anthony??? Check out the link below...I feel bad for him! People are so stupid, they really are...let's just assume this actually was the real Casey Anthony... and i know people are outraged about the outcome of the case and all, but come on, dont you have better things to do with your time than to seek her out and call her??? Go take care of your own kids and worry about your own life! The best was people friending him on FB thinking it was really her...maybe the profile pic of a 250 pound african-american guy should have tipped you off that this wasnt the real Casey Anthony! People are so dumb! What good is calling her and yelling at her gonna do anyway???? If she really is this murderous monster I highly doubt a stranger calling her and yelling at her is gonna make her say "You're right! I did it! I'll go to jail now".....Anyway, I feel bad for the guy and I hope this all stops for him soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local/125372693.html"&gt;http://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local/125372693.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6376206139141357677?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6376206139141357677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/other-casey-anthony.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6376206139141357677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6376206139141357677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/other-casey-anthony.html' title='The OTHER Casey Anthony!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3170988867866312617</id><published>2011-07-12T14:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T14:32:29.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My sneaky little girl!!</title><content type='html'>Hailey made a cute little school project yesterday. Not even sure how to really describe it, construction paper, paint, glitter, and some more glitter. Anyway, she loves it! Carried it around with her all day until bedtime last night and she wanted to sleep with it. Karen and I told her no because she could cut herself on it and most likely ruin it when she rolls over on it. She put it on the desk in her room with no fuss at all. Seems like she agreed with us...well....I had a funny feeling about after I left the room, so I watched the monitor for a few minutes and within a minute after my wife left the room Hailey got up and went over to her desk and got the project and brought it into bed and got under the covers with it! SNEAKY!!!! I went right into her room and the look on her face was the most "Caught Red Handed" look I have ever seen! It was almost like she was thinking "How did you know???" It's funny cause we play around with the monitor all the time. She knows we can see her in her room, I guess it just didnt register with her 3 year old brain this time! Anyway, she of course freaks out! Calls for Mommy and says "Daddy hurt my feelings!!" NICE!!! She gets calmed down. We put the project next to her bed, even closer than her desk, per her request. Thought we were asking for trouble....nope! I watched the monitor for a little while and she left it right next to her bed and this morning it was right where we left it. Sneaky little girl!!! I think I am in for it when she hits 16!!!! Sneaky!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3170988867866312617?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3170988867866312617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-sneaky-little-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3170988867866312617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3170988867866312617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-sneaky-little-girl.html' title='My sneaky little girl!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3017245348442296187</id><published>2011-07-11T13:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:26:41.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>Back from vacation today! My week off almost seems like it was two weeks! We left the beach pretty early cause it was just so hot and spent most of the week at home doing day trips! I think the highlight for Hailey was the 4th of July. We went to see the fireworks at Fort Dix. She LOVED the fireworks! However the best part was when we get on the base, since we are civilians, we had to park about a mile from the acutal fireworks site and take a bus over. Well the bus was basically a school bus, a blue school bus. of course Karen and I were like "What???" these big long lines of people waiting to ride on a stuffy hot school bus! GREAT!!!! This should be fun! However, Hailey was ecstatic! "We get to ride on a school bus!!!!" she said. She was so excited! The smile on her face was just HUGE as we rode the bus! it was so cute! Even after everything else we did on vacation...beach, went to the zoo, had a birthday party for Daddy, fireworks....it was the riding on a school bus she is still talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...I didn't make it a week without watching TV! We actually only spent a couple days down the shore and packed it in early and went home. My Mom's house has no AC and it was just sooooo hot down there...so I made it about 3 days with no TV...and it was seriously rough!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3017245348442296187?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3017245348442296187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3017245348442296187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3017245348442296187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5935429330101253125</id><published>2011-06-28T16:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:49:57.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No TV for a week!</title><content type='html'>Heading out on vacation next week to my mother's shore house on LBI. It's a very old house, my great grandfather built it shortly after coming over from Norway in the 30's! So I have been going there my whole life. It's waaay old school! No AC, no heat...it's about as bare bones as you can get. It also does not have a TV. There has been one in the past, however my mother did not want to pay for cable this year....soooooooooooo...no TV!!! It's not like we ever watched TV alot when we are down there anyway, but there are times when we do...especially if its raining outside or if there is a baseball game on....I dont know that I have ever gone this long without wathcing TV before in my entire life! It might drive me nuts!!! HAHA! I am actually thinking about shutting off my cell phone for the entire week and telling my wife she is not allowed to be on her iphone at all! Sometimes I think we spend waaay too much time on them! We'll see! Might be nice to just get rid of all distractions and just have a nice family vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5935429330101253125?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5935429330101253125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-tv-for-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5935429330101253125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5935429330101253125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-tv-for-week.html' title='No TV for a week!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6963959589750081936</id><published>2011-06-27T14:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:53:28.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye stuffed dolphin....</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday my wife and daughter went to a carnival and my wife won Hailey a stuffed dolphin. Hailey would not let it leave her sight for days! She slept with it, she went to school with it, she brushed her teeth with it! Would not let anyone even come close to it! Well, Saturday afternoon my wife was doing a little cleaning in the garage and found her old stuffed Philly Phanatic...well...it was like someone flipped a switch! Seeya later dolphin! Hello Philly Phanatic! She sleeps with him, goes to school with him, she brushes her teeth with him! The dolphin has been laying by the front door for two days now!!!! Funny how she get so attached to things to quickly!!!! She calls him her "Green furry guy"...too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6963959589750081936?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6963959589750081936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-bye-stuffed-dolphin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6963959589750081936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6963959589750081936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-bye-stuffed-dolphin.html' title='Good Bye stuffed dolphin....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6456459192266252552</id><published>2011-06-22T14:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:43:18.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day was great!</title><content type='html'>It occured to me I forgot to report on how my Father's Day went...well...it went great! Hailey had already spilled the beans as to what I was getting, and she further spilled the beans on Sunday, as before I opened each gift she told me what it was! I think she was more excited than i was! We went to dinner at our favorite pizza place, which was so exciting for Hailey. We dont really go out to eat much so it was a new experience for her. She loved it! We headed home and my wife had gotten me an ice cream cake....which Hailey told me about the week before ;), so we all had our dessert. After that Hailey and I did our Saturday night ritual on Sunday....we headed down into Daddy's man cave, put on some tunes, and well...... danced. May sound a little goofy, but its become something that we both really look forward to. We just relax, Daddy has a few beers and we crank up the tunes and she goes crazy! Jumping up and down, shaking her little butt! Hailey loves music! She's definately my kid! Father's Day we listened to some Springsteen in honor of Clarence! All in all it was really nice day with my family! Cant wait to do it again! Next up...my birthday on July 6th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6456459192266252552?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6456459192266252552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-was-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6456459192266252552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6456459192266252552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-was-great.html' title='Father&apos;s Day was great!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7105728676746869675</id><published>2011-06-15T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:28:34.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Plans!</title><content type='html'>Sunday is usually pizza day at the Sneed house so for Father's day instead of ordering in we are going to go to out to the pizza place to eat! Just a little place around the corner from us, but we love it. As we drove by it yesterday I told Hailey about Sunday and she freaked! SOOO excited! She said "Are they going to have a little chair for me Daddy?" Too cute! The she said "Is Mommy gonna come too?" and "I'm gonna bring Mickey Mouse!" She is so excited! So that will be fun. We rarely go out to eat, if at all. It's just too expensive, so Hailey really hasnt been out to an actual restaurant much at all! I am contemplating having us get dressed up for it. What do you think? Just to have it be a little more exciting for Hailey. We would probably look like idiots all dressed up at a pizza joint! I think she would like that though. Anyway I am looking forward to Sunday. For years Father's Day had no meaning for me as I don't exactly have the nicest Father in the world. So now that Hailey is 3 and talking up a storm and aware of what's going I am really looking forward to spending the day with my family. It should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7105728676746869675?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7105728676746869675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7105728676746869675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7105728676746869675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-plans.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Plans!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8575337284898037405</id><published>2011-06-14T14:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T14:37:24.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are some self checkout lines closed??? What's the point?</title><content type='html'>Today while running a few errands I came across a situation that I see all too often that makes no sense at all to me. Long lines at checkout, and out of 6 self checkout kiosks only one is open!!! What is the point of self checkout if all the lines are not open??? Isn't that the whole point of self checkout lines? To speed things up and so that the store doesnt have to pay someone to ring the register?? Well, what is the point if only one is open?? Why cant all of them be open? you dont need to have someone there to ring...you are making the customer do all the work by checking themselves out! It makes no sense to me and well....it makes me mad!!!!! Yeesh! Let's add it to the the list that includes .....why do you park in a driveway and drive on the parkway?? why do 24/7 stores have locks on their doors? Why is it called a hamburger if it's made out of beef? Why are there interstate highways in Hawaii??? and why aren't self checkout lines always open????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8575337284898037405?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8575337284898037405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-are-some-self-checkout-lines-closed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8575337284898037405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8575337284898037405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-are-some-self-checkout-lines-closed.html' title='Why are some self checkout lines closed??? What&apos;s the point?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-397612153145837275</id><published>2011-06-13T14:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T14:57:45.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster like you've never seen him!</title><content type='html'>I used to work at this rinky dink little radio station in Newton, NJ that was litterally in a shack in the middle of the woods. I worked with this guy named Ray Wagner who was super funny. One of those guys you just knew would have a career in comedy! Such a weird sense of humor, he was hilarious! Anyway, he does stand up comedy in NYC now and made this "Trailer" for a new Cookie Monster movie! Too funny....if you have a sick sense of humor! Which I do! Needless to say I won't be showing this to my daughter ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the link and check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=znGE6lBIDcQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=znGE6lBIDcQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-397612153145837275?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/397612153145837275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/cookie-monster-like-youve-never-seen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/397612153145837275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/397612153145837275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/cookie-monster-like-youve-never-seen.html' title='Cookie Monster like you&apos;ve never seen him!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7648411699556102829</id><published>2011-06-10T14:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:43:39.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am obsessed....it's official!</title><content type='html'>I realized last night that I have become totally obsessed with running. Why did I realize this last night after 5 months of running 6 days a week?? Because due to the extreme heat yesterday I was unable to run before work. I also had an event to host from 8-10pm, so I was unable to run after work at 7...soooooooooooo....I ran 3 miles at 10:15pm last night. I now feel like if I don't run I am just not myself. It's like I have to do it! I usually give myself one day off per week to just rest up a little and that day is Friday. So today I will not be running and feel off...I feel weird...I just dont feel like myself at all!!! For awhile I was running 7 days a week cause I hated taking a day off, but I know a little rest is good for me, so I make myself not run on Fridays....but It's hard not to run!! I have heard that people do become addicted to running, there is a certain euphoria to it...the runner's high...I dont usually feel it until I hit 5 miles, which I do on the weekends....weekdays is 3-4 miles. Anyway....I am obsessed...totally. I guess there are worse things to be addicted to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7648411699556102829?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7648411699556102829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-obsessedits-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7648411699556102829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7648411699556102829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-obsessedits-official.html' title='I am obsessed....it&apos;s official!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5054852622560470719</id><published>2011-06-09T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:44:53.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute pics...but how much??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMf8nzI4czg/TfESfd5d44I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LK525sftDNY/s1600/hailey%2Bdress.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616290542118626178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMf8nzI4czg/TfESfd5d44I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LK525sftDNY/s320/hailey%2Bdress.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter's school did your typical school pictures earlier this year. Needless to say we bought them. They turned out very cute. A few weeks later they took more....this time they had all the kids get dressed up...tuxes for the boys, cute dresses for the girls...some pics in front of a piano, some with flowers, others with tiaras on. All very cute. We had no intention of buying more pics, since we had just spent about $60 a few weeks before on some very cute pics of Hailey. Well, that was until we saw the pics! Yeesh! They all turned out so cute my wife wanted to buy them all.....yeah, until we saw the cost...close to $200 for them all!!!! Are you kidding? $200 cause you dressed them up in fancy clothes??? We just bought pics a few weeks ago for less than half that price! Yeesh! We ended up getting our 2 favorite shots, 2, yes TWO 8x10 pics cost $40!!!!! Talk about getting you for every penny!!! It's almost like they say "We know you just bought pics a few weeks ago, but this time we're gonna dress your kid up and make them look sooooooo cute you wont be able to resist and we'll get your money!!!!" Anyway, this is one of the pics. Cute right??? but close to $200 for all of them??? Are you kidding? I can dress her up and take pics for free :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5054852622560470719?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5054852622560470719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/cute-picsbut-how-much.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5054852622560470719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5054852622560470719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/cute-picsbut-how-much.html' title='Cute pics...but how much??????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BMf8nzI4czg/TfESfd5d44I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LK525sftDNY/s72-c/hailey%2Bdress.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8057812704105223848</id><published>2011-06-08T12:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:22:41.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When will I not be young anymore?</title><content type='html'>On July 6th I turn 34, yes 34. I am now officially in my mid 30's. Kinda scary! Anyway, I am still getting the standard response from people that I have been getting all my life..."You're so young! I wish I was 34 again!" People said the same thing when i turned 25, when i turned 30, and now 34. So the question is...when will people stop saying it?? When will I be "old"??? 40? 45? 50? When will people stop reaffirming my youth??? Of course, I dont act my age at all...I am still a 10 year old at heart, which is probably why I get along with my 3 year old daughter so well!! We have the same sense of humor! What? Poop jokes are still funny!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8057812704105223848?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8057812704105223848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-will-i-not-be-young-anymore.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8057812704105223848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8057812704105223848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-will-i-not-be-young-anymore.html' title='When will I not be young anymore?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-760172349122635835</id><published>2011-06-07T14:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:38:29.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Put it away. Nobody wants to see it!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Below is what I posted as one of my status updates on my FB page yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never finished college, barely made it through high school, and I am not a millionare. However I do know that most women do not want to have a picture of your weiner texted to them. They do not find it attractive or enticing. This knowledge has served me well throughout my life. Please pass along to any politician, movie star, and athlete you may know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with people??? First Brett Favre...now the Weiner congressman...who else??? I know I am missing someone! Why do guys think women want pics of their junk sent to them??? I could be wrong here, but I would have to imagine getting a pic of some dude's we we sent to you would be on the same level as getting a picture of a severed head....its aint something ya wanna see! What kind of a response are these guys looking for? "Hey, it was so sweet of you to send me a pic of your manhood! I mean, it's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. You are so sweet. I cant wait to see you later so we can do it all night long. Oh, and by the way I am using the picture as wallpaper on my desktop!" The thing is, if guys are doing this then at some point somwhere along the line it must have worked! Or else you wouldn't keep doing it! Right?? If you send a pic of your junk to someone and she says "Come over right now" I would run for the hills!!! Cause chances are you are getting herpes if you go over there!!!!!! STAY AWAY from the woman who thinks getting pictures of a 46 year old ding dong texted to them is just about the most romantic thing you can do!!!!! RUN RUN RUN!!! These guys give men in general a bad name! At no point in my entire life did this ever cross my mind as a way to impress a woman. I did not get a first date with my wife by saying "Wanna go to dinner and a movie and see a picture of my penis?" Maybe I should have??? Maybe I am just old fashioned??? Maybe I am out of touch with the dating scene these days??? Maybe that's what women want nowadays?? Dinner, roses, and and an up close picture of my johnson taken with my smart phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-760172349122635835?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/760172349122635835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/put-it-away-nobody-wants-to-see-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/760172349122635835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/760172349122635835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/put-it-away-nobody-wants-to-see-it.html' title='Put it away. Nobody wants to see it!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6886233114260492102</id><published>2011-06-06T14:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:47:05.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How much longer will it last????</title><content type='html'>Saturday Hailey and I spent all day together as mommy was off helping with a yard sale. Hailey and I went shopping...and well...didn't buy anything. I have noticed this about Hailey, she is really good about putting stuff back in sotres. For example we went to Toys R Us, two of them acutally, because, well..um..Daddy still collects baseball action figures...yes its true, and a topic for another blog...ANYWAY...we checked for Daddy's toys and then looked at the "little girl" stuff. Hailey found a whole bunch of things she liked, played with a few demos they had out and asked me for a $200 "Tangled" tower...YIKES!!! We gotta eat kid! Anyway, when it was time to leave, that was it! No freaking out, no "Daddy I want this!!!!", and no refusal to put anything back on the shelf! She is really good about it too! We went to Target too and when it came time to leave...we left...no freakouts! So my question to other parents is do I just have a really good kid or will this fade over time and by the time she is 5 will she be throwing huge tantrums in the middle of the store cause we wont buy her the $200 "Tangled" tower????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6886233114260492102?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6886233114260492102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-much-longer-will-it-last.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6886233114260492102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6886233114260492102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-much-longer-will-it-last.html' title='How much longer will it last????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8131627686301186636</id><published>2011-06-02T14:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:16:23.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do no wrong!</title><content type='html'>Hailey loves me. No I mean LOVES me....big time lately! Now of course my daughter loves me but man lately it's just all hugs and kisses for no reason at all! And i am not complaining! It's great! I am happy to see my 3 year old is finally realizing what a great father and human being I am! :) Seriously though she is just so cute with me lately! The other night I get home and she's at the door in her nightgown and throws the door open and is jumping up and down saying "Come in Daddy!" Then it's all hugs and kisses non stop for the rest of the night! Usually I gotta beg for hugs! She tells me how much she missed me when she was at school and how she thinks about me all day! Too cute! So, i am loving this phase she is going through! Daddy can do no wrong lately! I hope this phase last until she is about 18! What are my chances?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8131627686301186636?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8131627686301186636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-can-do-no-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8131627686301186636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8131627686301186636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-can-do-no-wrong.html' title='I can do no wrong!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7137792345736932584</id><published>2011-06-01T14:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:57:20.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady GaGa sold a million!</title><content type='html'>So we knew GaGa's "Born This Way" album would debut #1 and it did, but to sell 1.1 million in it's first week is pretty impressive! However, 440,000 of those sales were from Amazon.com which sold the album for only 99 cents!!! Originally those sales were not going to be counted by soundscan, they later agreed to count them....but the albums that were given away by Best Buy as part of a smart phone promotion were not counted. So here's my question...does it make it less impressive that almost half of her sales were from the Amazon.com 99 cent promotion? I mean, if the album was regular price everywhere do you think it would have even gotten close to 1.1 million???? Oh, and also, did you buy it???? Where did you get it and what did you pay for it???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7137792345736932584?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7137792345736932584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/lady-gaga-sold-million.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7137792345736932584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7137792345736932584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/06/lady-gaga-sold-million.html' title='Lady GaGa sold a million!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1155799738895539844</id><published>2011-05-31T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:43:23.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are they mine or my Mom's????</title><content type='html'>So Memorial Day weekend was great!!! Pool, BBQ's and more fun stuff! We saw my mom for the first time in a few months and she decided to take the opportunity to bring some of my childhood things that she doesnt want in her house anymore. Some things are definately mine...baseball cards, hats, and other baseball memorabilia. However one bag of things was up for "discussion" as to who it belongs to. She brought a bag of my school pictures. Stacks of my second grade school picture, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, class photos from 1st grade. ALOT of pictures and I said "Dont you want these?" she said "Nope!" What am I gonna do with my old school pictures???? Frame my second grade picture and put it up on the mantle next my wedding photo??? Shouldn't my Mom want to have these pictures of her son in her house? Why would I want them? I don't think they are mine. They are my Mother's pictures of her son as a child. Just cause it's a picture of me doesn't mean they are mine. Am I right here? What do you think??? Who they really belong to??? My Mom or me?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1155799738895539844?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1155799738895539844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-they-mine-or-my-moms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1155799738895539844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1155799738895539844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-they-mine-or-my-moms.html' title='Are they mine or my Mom&apos;s????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1306895717338308430</id><published>2011-05-25T15:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T15:25:26.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got pretty nails Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcd1nCzPCys/Td1XFOhvrGI/AAAAAAAAADs/pBd2RZeU9Fs/s1600/nails.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610736458084101218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcd1nCzPCys/Td1XFOhvrGI/AAAAAAAAADs/pBd2RZeU9Fs/s320/nails.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey decided that she wanted pretty finger nails like Mommy. So yesterday when we weren't looking she painted them...with a magic marker! Impossible to be mad at her when she showed us! Plus, she actually did a pretty good job! Got it on her nails and didnt make a mess all over her fingers! We were actually impressed! "Look Daddy! I got pretty nails like Mommy!" CUTE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1306895717338308430?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1306895717338308430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-got-pretty-nails-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1306895717338308430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1306895717338308430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-got-pretty-nails-daddy.html' title='I got pretty nails Daddy!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcd1nCzPCys/Td1XFOhvrGI/AAAAAAAAADs/pBd2RZeU9Fs/s72-c/nails.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2961916771161279109</id><published>2011-05-23T13:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:01:19.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The one liner of all one liners!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hailey has really been coming out with the funniest one liners lately (see blog from a few days ago), and just doing funny things in general. Yesterday we're in Karens car and she says "Hey guys look at me!" we turn around and there she is with a pair of mittens on and purple sunglasses! She's cracking up the whole time! Too cute and funny! Saturday however was the best one liner ever. She says to Karen "Mommy my butt hurts can you kiss it? Karen says "Why does your butt hurt?" Hailey just shouts "Mommy!!! Kiss it! Kiss my butt!" Too funny! I start cracking up and Hailey looks at me like "Why are you laughing?" of course she has no idea what she just said! Not sure any one liner could ever top that one! Too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2961916771161279109?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2961916771161279109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-liner-of-all-one-liners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2961916771161279109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2961916771161279109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-liner-of-all-one-liners.html' title='The one liner of all one liners!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3013039588112083354</id><published>2011-05-19T14:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:28:14.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Bucket List" which I now only have two days to complete....</title><content type='html'>Well as I am sure you know the world is going to end on Saturday. It's true. Wanna know how I know it's true? I read it online. Enough said. So I guess I need to get to work on my "Bucket List" since I now only have two days to complete it. So I decided to modify my original BL, which inlcuded things like seeing every baseball stadium in America to going on an Alaskan cruise. The modified version will be called "Matt Sneed's End of The World Bucket List" and they are basically things I will definately want to do in the next two days before the world implodes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat 12 pizzas. I love pizza and cant imagine going through eternity without it. Why 12? Why not? It's the end of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have sex....alot. There is serisouly no way I can go for eternity without having sex. So I figure I better get it in while I can (no pun intended). What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink 20 beers. I figure this will have to be the last thing I do or else I may not be able to do the other things. So if the world ends at 6pm on Saturday I will prob start drinkg around 7am saturday. Sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Blow all my cash on something ridiculous. Why do I need it? May as well spend it on gold teeth or a giant golden calf which I will worhsip for a a couple days. Of course, I will need some money for the beer and pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Finally, before the world ends I would need to see if my car really can go 160 mph. I mean it says it can, but I've never had the chance to try. I figure if I get a few points on my license then so what??? It will only be for a couple days and the it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking, Matt, wouldn't you want to tell your loved ones how much you love them? Repair broken relationships? beg God for forgiveness??? And the answer is...nope! I'd rather gorge myself, get drunk, get it on, blow my cash, and drive fast cars. What???? Oh like the world is really gonna end anyway???? Actually the more i think about it maybe I'll just do these things this weekend anyway. Sounds like a fun weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3013039588112083354?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3013039588112083354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-bucket-list-which-i-now-only-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3013039588112083354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3013039588112083354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-bucket-list-which-i-now-only-have.html' title='My &quot;Bucket List&quot; which I now only have two days to complete....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4064577486648472562</id><published>2011-05-17T15:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:03:28.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the reason I dont have a "household staff"....</title><content type='html'>Well, by now you've heard about Arnold Schwartzinagoare's (spelling?) love child! Yup good old "Arnie" fathered a child with a member of his "household staff"...this is the exact reason I do not have a "household staff"....for fear I may have sex with one of them. I know myself, and I know that if I had someone doing my laundry and making my coffee other than my wife I may get the uncontrolable urge to want to have sex with them. It's just how I am. So my wife and I made it a point to not have a "household staff"...it has nothing to do with being able to afford a "household staff", because believe you me, as a DJ in Trenton NJ I am filthy rich!!! It's just me not being able to control my urges for people who clean up after me. We ran into this problem a few years ago in a hotel we stayed at on vacation. A maid who we'll call "Tinkerbell" really did a nice job of making our bed for us. I was so turned on by this I had to be hosed down with anti-freeze (which led to a whole host of other problems) and from that point on my wife and I knew we could never have a "household staff". It's sad but true. My wife loves me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and on a serious note... Am I the only person who HASNT cheated on their spouse????? Seriously. It seems everyone from celebs to people I know to family cheats!!! it's crazy! dont get married then!!! YEEEEESH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4064577486648472562?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4064577486648472562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-reason-i-dont-have-household-staff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4064577486648472562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4064577486648472562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-reason-i-dont-have-household-staff.html' title='It&apos;s the reason I dont have a &quot;household staff&quot;....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-613122496839481809</id><published>2011-05-16T15:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:03:34.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Appalled at the behavior backstage at PSTFest...</title><content type='html'>I spent most of my time last night at the show backstage coordinating the artist Meet &amp;amp; Greets. What I saw take place backstage was appalling to me. The artists or as I like to call them "role models for our youth" were not exactly acting like the young adults they are. For starters....on more than one occasion I saw one or more of these so called "role models" drinking beer. Yes the rockstars were drinking alcohol. Horrifying. I mean what if a 5 year old little girl happened to be backstage playing with her dollys and see them partaking in the "Devil's Juice"??? I shudder to think. I also saw one or more of them playing guitar very loudly in their dressing with the door wide open! Have you no regard for other people???? First of all, it was like 9:30pm. Go to bed already. Don't you think it's a little late at night to be playing your guitar so loudly????? What if someone was trying to sleep backstage at the concert??? Role models? I think not. I also noticed the members of Lifehouse and Colbie Caillat speaking to each other. Colbie was laughing very loudly and several members of Lifehouse gave her a hug before she walked away. Yes. They hugged each other in plain sight of everyone backstage!!!! I don't think she is married to any of them!!!! Disgusting. Doesn't anyone wait anymore???? Role models??? Sure. For sexually explicit hugging in full view of 2 other people!!! Shameful. But perhaps the most shocking thing I saw one of these "Role models" do was when Daughtry was about to take the stage he shouted "Let's BLEEPIN' do this!" Just to be clear he didn't actually say BLEEPIN', he used a word that ryhmes with YUCK!!! Which is how I felt after I heard him say it...... YUCKY!!! I couldn't beleive what he just said...I almost threw up all over the stage! So, in closing....while you may have had fun at the concert I saw what was really going on backstage!!!! Drinking, jamming out in their dressing rooms, hugging each other and cursing for all to hear. If these "role models" think that is what you have to do to have fun then I fear for the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This post is filled with sarcasm. Of course, that should be obvious to anyone who isn't a complete idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-613122496839481809?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/613122496839481809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/appalled-at-behavior-backstage-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/613122496839481809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/613122496839481809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/appalled-at-behavior-backstage-at.html' title='Appalled at the behavior backstage at PSTFest...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8333492978678728500</id><published>2011-05-12T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:44:12.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The other Moms give me dirty looks....</title><content type='html'>So with this long stretch of nice weather we've been having I have taken Hailey to the park every morning for over a week! It's fun! However, I am noticing that when there are a bunch of Mom's there and I show up they give me dirty looks! Seriously! I dont know why! It's not like I am doing anything wrong...today one Mom yelled for her son to "Come over here Billy" as he ran by me and she was across the park! Now maybe she just wanted him closer, but I got the feeling she didnt want him near me!!! I get this feeling they're all like "Oh great, here comes a man....now we have to really pay attention to our kids with him around" What? I cant take my little girl to the park? Maybe its all in my head, but I swear they are giving me dirty looks. Now I should say that when I take Hailey to the park I am drinking a 40 oz Busch Light, smoking, and I dont have my shirt on...but other than that I dont know why they would give me dirty looks! JOKING! I'm joking! That's the kinda looks they give me though...as if I was doing all those things! Maybe its in my head....but I swear the other Moms hate me. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8333492978678728500?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8333492978678728500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/other-moms-give-me-dirty-looks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8333492978678728500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8333492978678728500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/other-moms-give-me-dirty-looks.html' title='The other Moms give me dirty looks....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4788931846229638239</id><published>2011-05-10T15:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:26:47.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things!</title><content type='html'>Dumb saying...but...its true! Hailey has been coming up some good ones lately...here are a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucked her into bed and about 10 min later she's knocking on the door....so I go in...she says "Daddy what you gonna eat for dinner?" I say "I think a bowl of chili" she says "You gonna dip bread in that chili?" I say "Yes" she says "Ok, I go back to bed now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing her on a swing..."Daddy you're a good pusher!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "Daddy loves you".... she says "Hailey loves you too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Karen and I kiss in front of her she will laugh hysterically or say "Nooooo! That's my mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere for no real reason she says "My Daddy likes pizza"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also learning from her Daddy that making people laugh is pretty cool! So she will always ask me "Daddy is this funny?" and she is constantly doing things to get a laugh out of people! She's definately my kid!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4788931846229638239?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4788931846229638239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids-say-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4788931846229638239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4788931846229638239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5797459881213757077</id><published>2011-05-09T14:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:14:26.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey actually did it!!!</title><content type='html'>I am still in shock! I thought for sure there was no way a 3 year old could keep a secret for than 24 hours! Well, Hailey proved me wrong as she did not tell Mommy what we got her Mother's Day for 5 days!!! I think that is quite an accomplishment for a 3 year old! Now, I know what you are thinking....maybe she did tell and my wife just decided to let me think she didnt...well...I really dont think so...I asked me wife and she swore she didnt and after we gave her the gifts hailey said "I did it Daddy! I didn't tell!" She was so proud of herself! What did she get Mommy? Well, it was all stuff she picked out....a furry flower (dont ask, i couldnt describe it if I tried), a seashell mirror, a spongy ball, a hello kitty necklace, and a head band! Plus her card (which Hailey also picked out) came with a little bracelet. She was very happy to give them all to Mommy! Had a very nice day yesterday. I still can't believe she didn't tell!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5797459881213757077?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5797459881213757077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/hailey-actually-did-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5797459881213757077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5797459881213757077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/hailey-actually-did-it.html' title='Hailey actually did it!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4283458219867856760</id><published>2011-05-06T14:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:37:55.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So far so good!</title><content type='html'>I am happy to report that Hailey has kept the secret of what we got for Mommy for Mother's Day! I am shocked she lasted this long! Everyday when I get home from work she comes up to me and says "Daddy I didnt tell her"...too cute!!! Only one more day to go! I hope she makes it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4283458219867856760?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4283458219867856760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-far-so-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4283458219867856760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4283458219867856760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far so good!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5286664488434162620</id><published>2011-05-03T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T14:48:56.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How long?</title><content type='html'>So today Hailey and I went shopping for Mothers Day. We picked out a few little things for her to give Mommy for mother's day....now last time we did this for my wife's birthday Hailey spilled the beans within 24 hours as to what we got her! I made her pinky swear (which she thought was the coolest thing ever!) not to tell mommy what we got her. We have to wait until Sunday. Now, I realize asking a 3 year old to keep a secret is virtually impossible! However, a part of me believes that maybe, just maybe she will actually be able to keep it! but I realize that most likely won't happen! Soooo, how long do you think until she spills the beans???? I say by the time I get home tonight she has already told mommy what we got her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5286664488434162620?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5286664488434162620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-long.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5286664488434162620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5286664488434162620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-long.html' title='How long?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6823061308156101113</id><published>2011-04-29T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T14:59:36.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you looking for praise?</title><content type='html'>That's what someone wrote on my FB page in response to my posts about my progress with running....btw...did 5 and a half miles today! Well, to answer the question...yeah I guess I am! It was a new years resolution of mine to start running again (was and avid runner 10 years ago) I then got sick with Lyme Disease in January, and it totally knocked me off my feet. So, during my illness I tried to just small jogs to keep my energy and spirts up...and it just snowballed into me running now everyday...first a mile...then two...then 3...then..well you get the idea! Today was 5 and a half miles! I am proud of myself. I also have lost about 30 pounds since last summer...again proud of myself...so am I looking for praise by posting this stuff on FB...maybe I am...probably...but when you are proud of something you want people to know it!! now all I have to do is keep up with it! Thats what happened 10 years ago...life got in the way!!! Gotta keep making time for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6823061308156101113?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6823061308156101113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-are-you-looking-for-praise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6823061308156101113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6823061308156101113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-are-you-looking-for-praise.html' title='What are you looking for praise?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7011779488445551359</id><published>2011-04-27T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:29:30.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do people care????</title><content type='html'>I don't get it. I just don't get it. Why do people care about the "Royal Wedding?" Do you? Are you going to stay up and watch it or DVR it? FOX has live coverage starting at 1am! Is it a girl thing??? Is that why I don't get it? I just don't understand why you would want to stay up all night on a weeknight to watch a wedding between two people you don't know, in another country, thousands of miles away?? I wouldn't even stay up until 3am to watch my OWN wedding video! Let alone a stranger's!!! I mean, I have a million and one things to think about in my life...losing sleep to watch a wedding between two people I could care less about is not one of them! Don't you have more important things to do with your life?? Are you going to watch? If so, can you explain why you are interested? Really...try to explain it to me...cause I just dont get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7011779488445551359?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7011779488445551359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-do-people-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7011779488445551359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7011779488445551359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-do-people-care.html' title='Why do people care????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-891873251899648117</id><published>2011-04-26T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:44:23.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We caved....already!</title><content type='html'>Well, after ONE, count em ONE day of 80 degree temps my wife and I caved and put the AC on already. We usually try to hold out, but we just couldnt this year! Luckily our AC unit kicked on fine and seems to be running ok! WE HATE the heat! Not that 80 is even that hot...but...ya gotta be comfortable in your house! It's one of the reasons we dont love going down to my mom's shore house...there is no AC! When it get's hot...it gets hot!!! Anyway, have you caved already and put the AC on????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-891873251899648117?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/891873251899648117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-cavedalready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/891873251899648117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/891873251899648117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-cavedalready.html' title='We caved....already!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7791051509214810002</id><published>2011-04-25T14:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T14:15:27.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When you fall down, you gotta get back up.....</title><content type='html'>Soooo...with the weather warmer Hailey is wearing shorts more often, so it was just matter of time before we had some skinned knees. Today was the first one. We were at the park this morning, she falls...and...really did a number on her knee. I mean, it looked bad...blood dripping down her leg! I was getting ready to hear "OWWWW Daddy it hurts!" and to see tears....instead I got nothing. Nothing. Not one tear. She got up and said "Daddy Im bleeding." we hopped in the car back to the house for a little first aid and....still no tears....the dreaded antibacterial cleanse...it stung cause she flinched but...no tears! I was so proud of her. I put a band aid on her and she said "all better". Such a big girl!!! I told her I was proud of her and to always remember that when you fall down you have to get back up and keep going..... she said "ok Daddy, I will".....a little life lesson she will understand later....was a good little "Dad" moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7791051509214810002?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7791051509214810002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-you-fall-down-you-gotta-get-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7791051509214810002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7791051509214810002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-you-fall-down-you-gotta-get-back.html' title='When you fall down, you gotta get back up.....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3879859483766944574</id><published>2011-04-19T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:11:54.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo...I guess it is weird...</title><content type='html'>So, apparently my wife and I ARE weird! :) Check out yesterday's blog for details...anyway, it works for us, so I guess that is all that matters. In the immortal words of the theme song to "Diff'rent Strokes"....."What might be right for you, may not be right for some" :) I mean it's not as weird as friggin' "Sister Wives"!!! or is it??? HaHa! In fact, since my wife and I work almost opposite schedules and I have Hailey all to myself in the AM and she has her all to herself in the PM... when I tell people "I have my daughter at 10am" if they don't know any better they think we are divorced! I've had to explain that to a few people! My wife and I only really see each other for maybe an hour or two a day! Last night I got home at 730 went for my run and by the time I got back we had an hour together before she went to bed. That's why the weekends have become so important to spend time together as a family! Also, to make sure Karen isn't spending any of MY money or eating any of MY food! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3879859483766944574?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3879859483766944574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/sooooi-guess-it-is-weird.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3879859483766944574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3879859483766944574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/sooooi-guess-it-is-weird.html' title='Soooo...I guess it is weird...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3450884852202545108</id><published>2011-04-18T14:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:54:50.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it THAT weird?</title><content type='html'>So it came up in coversation today with a few co workers (who shall remain nameless) that my wife and I keep our money seperate. yup. We have seperate checking accounts and seperate savings accounts. It's always been like this ever since we were first married. When hailey was born we did start an account for "Hailey Stuff" that we both are required to put money into...but other than that it's ALL seperate. Well, apparently I am weirdo for having it like this! At least according to my co workers I am. Is it really THAT weird that we keep our money seperate? We also mostly buy our own food too. For example, my wife loves ice cream, so I know that the chocolate in the freezer is hers. If I want some I would have to ask, since it's hers. The chili in the fridge? That's mine. if she ever wanted some she would have to ask me. One co worker whose name ryhmes with "pave" said it sounds like we are college roomates! Ya think? really? Are we that strange? It's whatever works, right???? This works for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3450884852202545108?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3450884852202545108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/is-it-that-weird.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3450884852202545108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3450884852202545108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/is-it-that-weird.html' title='Is it THAT weird?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6567535082333976772</id><published>2011-04-14T14:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:47:01.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait to take it off!!!</title><content type='html'>Last summer down the shore I didn't take my shirt off while on the beach. I was a little self concious about myself. I probably wasn't considered fat by today's standards, but I definately felt fat and knew I should start "reeling myself in" before things got out of control! if you must know, I was 210 pounds...btw i am about 6 feet tall...so that gives you and idea. When we left the shore after our vaca, which of course included gorging ourselves on the best food LBI has to offer, I was kinda disgusted with myself. Soooooo...I started to try to lose weight and....it worked! I am 30 pounds lighter than last year! I came in at nice 178 pounds this morning when i got on the scale! and since the new year I have been jogging 6 days a week...that started with me dying and stopping at about one mile, out of breath, heart pounding, etc........ and now????? I'm up to 3 miles 6 days a week! I am very proud of myself! And this year I will not be self concious when taking off my shirt on the beach!!!! I am looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6567535082333976772?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6567535082333976772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/cant-wait-to-take-it-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6567535082333976772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6567535082333976772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/cant-wait-to-take-it-off.html' title='Can&apos;t wait to take it off!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-7056481251267889263</id><published>2011-04-13T15:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:21:36.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lies We Tell....</title><content type='html'>Well the first of many little lies we tell our kids has been exposed to Hailey!!! Kisses do not make everything better! My wife has been sick for a few days...fever..cough..etc...So Hailey has been kissing her cheek all the time to make her feel better. She is starting to wonder why after all these kisses Mommy isn't feeling better. We keep telling her that it may take a little while for the kissess to work..but...I dont think she's buying it anymore!!! Just one of many little lies we tell our kids! Sure, there is a Santa Claus! Yup! There is an easter bunny! and kisses make everything better!!! Yup Sure they do!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-7056481251267889263?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/7056481251267889263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-lies-we-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7056481251267889263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/7056481251267889263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-lies-we-tell.html' title='Little Lies We Tell....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5100437351188206995</id><published>2011-04-11T15:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:19:39.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I really think she has a crush...at 3 years old!</title><content type='html'>So Hailey is always talking about a little boy in her daycare. Like seriously ALL THE TIME. So my wife and I joke about how she has a crush on him. However, today when I dropped her off, I saw it firsthand and I really think she does have an actual crush! Is 3 too young to notice boys??? I thought so, but I guess not!!! Anyway, today when we got to school the class was getting ready to head outside and play. Her "Crush" was the first one out of the door....they say hi to each other and she giggles! Then as he was walking away she points to him and looks up at me and says "thats him daddy!" Needless to say I went over to him and told him to stay away from my daughter or I would rearrange his face!!! OK, um, fine....i didnt do that....maybe in about 15 years I will though....yeesh 3 years old and noticing boys already!!!! I think I'm in for it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5100437351188206995?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5100437351188206995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-really-think-she-has-crushat-3-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5100437351188206995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5100437351188206995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-really-think-she-has-crushat-3-years.html' title='I really think she has a crush...at 3 years old!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4570017308637361691</id><published>2011-04-08T14:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:40:04.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>who is right???</title><content type='html'>So my wife bought a used Dora Dollhouse for my daughter from a friend of a friend, not someone we really know that well. It was an $80 dollhouse for only $15 and in great shape. Great deal, right? Wrong! Turns out AFTER we got it home and hailey was excited about it my wife found out that the dollhouse was recalled for dangerous lead levels! She googled it to find out how much the retail price was and a recall notice came up. Soooo...she goes back to the person to ask for her money back...and....the person refused!!!! She will not give my wife the $15 back! Now here's my question...whose fault is it??? Should my wife have checked this stuff first before buying it??? Or is this person just being a jerk for not giving the money back???? Hailey is upset she can't keep it....and my wife is well...PISSED OFF!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4570017308637361691?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4570017308637361691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-is-right.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4570017308637361691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4570017308637361691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-is-right.html' title='who is right???'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1891087569888702667</id><published>2011-04-05T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:49:33.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The age old question</title><content type='html'>Does money really make you happy???? Been having this discussion with some family members recently who swear money does in fact make you happy...I am not so sure. I mean sure its great when you dont have to worry about things like paying the mortgage or rent or where your next meal comes from....but when it comes down to it does money make you happy???? Are we all just living to make money???? and if you dont have alot are you not happy??? I know, I know a little deeper than my blogs usually tend to go (a recent blog of mine focused on my daughters ability to fart on command). My point is that if I won the lottery today and won millions of dollars, I would still be the same person on the inside. Wouldnt I be going through the same inner struggles? I wouldn't instantly change due to alot of money. Or would i???? I dont know. Would I instantly be happier cause I am filthy rich? So what do you think? Does money=happiness?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1891087569888702667?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1891087569888702667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/age-old-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1891087569888702667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1891087569888702667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/age-old-question.html' title='The age old question'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1537337019344935712</id><published>2011-04-04T14:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T14:44:08.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still going!!!</title><content type='html'>I am still on track with my new years resolution to start running again!! I am actually pretty proud of myself. I am doing 2.6 (yes 2.6 exactly) miles 6 days a week! Made it to 3 miles last weekend! I feel better! You always hear how excersice is good for body and mind...and it's really true! I can think clearer after a good run! Now, don't take this blog as bragging...ok fine...im bragging!!! Im proud of myself!!! I usually never keep resolutions! Last year it was to be a better husband and father and that went out the window quickly! :) just kidding! I also think it's a good example to set for my daughter...ya know...to see me being active and trying to keep in shape...we are really starting to see her mimic almost everything we do, so I am sure she is noticing. so that makes me feel good too!! My goal is to be a 5 miles a day by the time I head on vacation down LBI in July. I think I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1537337019344935712?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1537337019344935712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1537337019344935712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1537337019344935712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-going.html' title='Still going!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-405065508165316380</id><published>2011-03-31T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:00:52.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it when...</title><content type='html'>...one of my favorite restaurants closes!!! My wife and I loved "99" there were a few in the area, we went to the Bensalem one, and they all closed. We vacation in New England and we were very familiar with 99 since that is where most of them are. When we saw the one in Bensalem being built, I guess it was in 2006, we were sooooo happy! We loved it! We went all the time! Got gift cards as gifts for Christmas from some people! that is how much we loved it! and now....CLOSED! All of them in the area....it sucks! Actually I must admit, the last time we went we both commented on how small the portions had gotten, and yet their prices went up! nonetheless, we still loved it! They had this BBQ burger that was soooooo good! now the closest one is in Connecticut! not exactly close! i hate it when a fav restaurant closes!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-405065508165316380?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/405065508165316380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-it-when.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/405065508165316380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/405065508165316380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-it-when.html' title='I hate it when...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1477715981033996517</id><published>2011-03-29T15:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:50:19.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're punished! Well, not really...</title><content type='html'>So who does the disciplining with your kid??? Is it you or your other? For me, it's definatley my wife. I have totally turned into my daughter's "buddy", probably cause I am the same mental age as her....I am just as childish as she is! Making funny faces at each other, funny voices, and yes....we have farting contests, which by the way, she can do on command!!!! Sooooo cool!!!! She laughs hysterically, so funny...anyway....whenever my wife tries to bring me into a situation by saying "Do you want me to get Daddy???" it NEVER works! My wife will get me and I'll try to do something, but it never works cause Hailey will just start laughing at me! It's Just because she is so used to me goofing around with her! She does not take me seriously at all!!! I guess it's good in a way that we have such a good relationship, but what happens when she gets older??? I'm gonna have a teenager who doesnt listen to me at all!!!! I'm in for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1477715981033996517?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1477715981033996517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-punished-well-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1477715981033996517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1477715981033996517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-punished-well-not-really.html' title='You&apos;re punished! Well, not really...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6588106675710900505</id><published>2011-03-28T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:32:47.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My new look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZFI88j9D_g/TZDR7c2VW6I/AAAAAAAAADc/MsdCjVybFIk/s1600/photo_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589197956853357474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZFI88j9D_g/TZDR7c2VW6I/AAAAAAAAADc/MsdCjVybFIk/s320/photo_5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife hates it when I grow a beard. I am always forced to shave it not long after growing it. For the past few weeks I have had a nice, trimmed beard. I thought it looked good. She did not (surprise surprise). She told me if I did not shave it that a certain something would be witheld from me. I will leave it to your imagination as to what that something is. Once again I was forced to shave. However this time I decided that I would fight back and retain my right as a man to have facial hair! I shaved, yes I did. I just didnt shave it all. Don't like the beard??? Fine here's what you get! Me looking like a a cop from a 70's TV show. That's right! I kept up my end of the bargain...I shaved. i just chose to keep the huge sideburns and a foo man chu! She told me I look ridiculous. That may be the case...but I shaved. Next time she might learn to like the beard a little more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6588106675710900505?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6588106675710900505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-look.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6588106675710900505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6588106675710900505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-look.html' title='My new look.'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZFI88j9D_g/TZDR7c2VW6I/AAAAAAAAADc/MsdCjVybFIk/s72-c/photo_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-9037454716818630371</id><published>2011-03-22T14:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:15:20.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom got FIOS!</title><content type='html'>I know! Shocking isn't it? My mother, the woman who still has the same microwave from when I was 8 years old (seriously) got something actually cutting edge and cool! FIOS! here's the part that doesn't make sense....she has a 19 inch tube standard def TV and a computer from 1998, she was acutally still using dial up! So, she is really missing the whole point of FIOS!!! i told her that too! FIOS is made for HDTV's and for computers from this century! I guess anything is better than dial up! She's happy though and loves it! I asked how those fiber optics directly into her 19 inch tube TV look and she said "Great!" Ahhhh, Mom...missing the whole point...now all she needs to to is replace the carpet upstairs from when she bought the house in 1976 and she will be making progress in the house that time forgot......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-9037454716818630371?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9037454716818630371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/mom-got-fios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9037454716818630371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9037454716818630371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/mom-got-fios.html' title='Mom got FIOS!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3578897573176814975</id><published>2011-03-18T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T13:41:02.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random act of kindness</title><content type='html'>I mentioned Hailey's Bday is next week while in line at WaWa today. An elderly couple behind us overheard and said "Happy Birthday" and then the man took out his wallet and gave her $1. The look on her face was priceless. There are still nice people in the world. Was a very random act of kindness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3578897573176814975?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3578897573176814975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-act-of-kindness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3578897573176814975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3578897573176814975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-act-of-kindness.html' title='Random act of kindness'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8705542440961384617</id><published>2011-03-16T14:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:43:55.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been robbed....</title><content type='html'>So I get into work today only to notice I had been ROBBED, yes ROBBED!!! Somebody STOLE my water bottle off my desk. I've called the police. My empty Coke Zero bottle which I have grown to love like my daughter is missing. I'm very upset. Now, I could simply just buy another a Coke and use the bottle, however I feel that is letting the culprit off easy. So since I dont know who did it, i have decided everyone must be punished. I am going around the office and spitting water in everyone's face. So far everyone seems to understand and are fine with me spitting in their face. One girl,who I always though had a crush on me, asked me to do it twice and even opened her mouth...she's kinda freaky.... Now, I do have one person in mind who may be responsible and that is Dave from Chris and the Crew, he is in and out of my office alot when i am not here. He would be the most likely culprit, however I would like to think he would be more mature than this, but some people never grow up. I think the punishment should fit the crime, so, he stole a 12 cent plastic bottle, I in turn, am going to burn down his house. Fair is fair. I'd also like to ask the public for some help...if you see an empty Coke Zero bottle it may be mine and I want it back!!!! I have a feeling it may end up on the black market somewhere, I've checked ebay and no luck...but I know it will turn up...you don't just steal a plastic bottle for no reason!!!! Please let me know if you see and empty Coke Zero bottle as it means so very much to me and has alot of sentimental value. As for the rest of today, well, I have choice I must use a paper cup...yup...a paper cup!!!!! My God! Do you know who I am???????? Matt Sneed from PST does NOT drink his water from a paper cup!!!! It's a disgrace, an outrage, and I won't stand for it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8705542440961384617?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8705542440961384617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-robbed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8705542440961384617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8705542440961384617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-robbed.html' title='I&apos;ve been robbed....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8368367771021637247</id><published>2011-03-14T13:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:05:47.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not just make it 1985?</title><content type='html'>ok, so i never really understood Daylight Savings. i mean, i get it, we get more sunlight...ok fine. But really, why is it ok to manipulate time? Who had the audacity to think it's ok to make it basically whatever time you want??? My grandfather told me back in the 40's it was actually a couple of hours ahead!!! So, in the summer it would be light until 10pm!!! But, here's my question...if it's ok to manipulate time then why simply stop at an hour??? Why not just make it whatever year you want?????? I mean, why not???  1985 was a pretty good year...let's do it again!!! Here's the other thing I always wondered...Arizona does not participate in daylight savings, and up until a couple of years ago certain counties in Indiana...seriously...only some counties in the state did it...so man imagine how confusing it is if you work in a county that does not participate but live in a county that does!!! yeesh!! how confusing!!!! to add to it the dividing line for Eastern time and Central time runs through Indiana...talk about confusing!!!! What the hell time is it in indiana?????? and finally...it's only one hour...one stinkin hour....one friggin hour....one damn hour.....so then why am I soooooooooo tired today???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8368367771021637247?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8368367771021637247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-not-just-make-it-1985.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8368367771021637247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8368367771021637247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-not-just-make-it-1985.html' title='Why not just make it 1985?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-342677774241304120</id><published>2011-03-10T15:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:15:53.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But Daddy?????</title><content type='html'>So my new year's resolution was to start running again. In my 20's I was really into it, and at one point was up to 5 miles a day....not a marathon, I know...but still I was impressed with myself. Anyway, i have kept my resolution and have been running a few times a week....and it really does feel good! So last night I get home and I tell Hailey I am gonna go for a run before we put her to bed and she says to me..."But Daddy! You can't run in dark!!!" I thought it was cute! She was looking out for me! Of course as I am running I realize I am wearing black pants and a gray hoodie...not exactly the safest colors to wear while running at night! Maybe she was right!!!! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my entire blog today is about 8 words my daughter said to me. What? It's a slow day! Read some old ones :) I find them to quite humorous...at times anyway.....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-342677774241304120?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/342677774241304120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/but-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/342677774241304120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/342677774241304120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/but-daddy.html' title='But Daddy?????'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-218993247027786494</id><published>2011-03-07T15:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:32:29.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What have i gotten myself into...</title><content type='html'>So my Mom came with me to see my favorite band Bon Jovi last week. Now, she wants me to return the favor....I have to go with her to see one her favorite bands, The Monkees. Yup, the Monkees. I get to see a bunch of 60 something guys dance and sing songs about love. Oh Joy. Actually, I will probably know most if not all the songs. I just don't really want to go, but what can i do? She came to Bon Jovi with me, so I guess I gotta go. The Monkees are not really THAT bad to me. My fear is what is next??? I know who her favorite artists are, and man, you'd have to drag me kicking and screaming to see Peter Cetera, Amy Grant, or christian singer Sandi Patti!!! Please God no!!!!! (no pun intended) I guess I have to be the good son and suck it up and go. She screamed and cheered like a 16 year old at Bon Jovi, so i can only imagine what she will do at The Monkees. If she throws her bra on stage I litterally may pass out and die. Should be a fun night....who am I kidding???  it's gonna be the longest night of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-218993247027786494?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/218993247027786494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-have-i-gotten-myself-into.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/218993247027786494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/218993247027786494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-have-i-gotten-myself-into.html' title='What have i gotten myself into...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6706201288340947189</id><published>2011-03-04T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:21:14.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me for me.</title><content type='html'>I'm not the best looking guy in the world, but that's just me. I fart alot and pick my nose. A couple beers means 8, I can eat an entire pizza by myself, and I think videos of old ladies tripping and falling is hilarious. If you won't love me for me than I can find someone who will. Cause tomorrow I plan to have a couple beers and pull a few small countries from my nose. Repost if you're with me!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a post from FB page. Yes, I wrote it. I just wanna be me....so hard to do that in the world we live in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6706201288340947189?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6706201288340947189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-me-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6706201288340947189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6706201288340947189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-me-for-me.html' title='Love me for me.'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6379114141459792843</id><published>2011-03-03T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:40:14.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jovi with Mom</title><content type='html'>She LOVED it! I was very suprised! Considering I have been listening to Bon Jovi since I was 8 years old and she has never really cared for them. She even asked me to burn her a CD of greatest hits! i think she got converted! She sang along with the ones she knew and did this little sway back and forth while slowly clapping her hands to the ones she didn't know. She got her cheesesteak which she was looking forward to, that was a highlight for her! I just couldn't believe she loved it so much! It was fun! However, I am really showing my age...I had ONE beer at the show, and when we got home we each had 2 more...and this morning I was wrecked! crazy from 3 beers and a night past midnight....so yes being out with my mom wrecked me! Sounds pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Mom got the added bonus of suprising Hailey at daycare yesteray afternoon. So that was fun! hailey was "what are you doing here?" it was cute!!! All in all it was a fun night...if not tiring as all heck! and oh yeah...Jovi put on a great show...as always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6379114141459792843?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6379114141459792843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/jovi-with-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6379114141459792843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6379114141459792843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/jovi-with-mom.html' title='Jovi with Mom'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6138944513482629216</id><published>2011-03-01T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:28:48.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny like Sheen</title><content type='html'>I wanna coin this phrase! If somebody says something really funny you say "That was funny like Sheen!" because I find Charlie Sheen hilarious!! I think it's great entertainment! I know people who feel sorry for him, cause of all his addictions and think they have given him some kind of mental illness....me on the other hand? I think it's what happens when you get anything and everything you want your whole life. I just think he's a spoiled rotten little brat who has no sense of reality and how regular people live their lives...and I find his antics hilarious!!! In any other walk of life a 50 year old guy getting hookers and booze is considered creepy...in Hollywood its called "Being Charlie Sheen!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6138944513482629216?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6138944513482629216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-like-sheen.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6138944513482629216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6138944513482629216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-like-sheen.html' title='Funny like Sheen'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2381525856231260265</id><published>2011-02-28T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:03:29.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear blog reader....</title><content type='html'>Hi! It's me your trusty afternoon DJ Matt Sneed. I will make this quick as I know your time is precious. I am insecure and have poor social skills. Yes, it's true.  I know that may be hard to believe with how good looking I am, but it's true. I cover my insecurities with trying to be funny. Of course I have no insecurities about my looks, considering I am so handsome. I think my insecurities were one of the reasons I got into radio. I could sit in a room all by myself and through the power of a microphne still be a part of the world. All the while trying to make people laugh without the fear of rejection. Of course, with my devastating looks and beautiful smile I should have chosen TV, but that's another story. Anyway, blogging is much the same as being on the air. I can be alone and blog, I have a mirror at my desk so I can remind myself how no man on earth is better looking than me, and as with being on the air I try to make people laugh. The main similarity is that with both being on the air and blogging is I don't REALLY know if people are listening or reading my blog. Since my blog has my picture on it I imagine people are reading since wherever I go women tell me how they want to leave their husbnads for me, some have. Blogging however has the feature at the end of the blog to either comment or tell me if you thought I was funny or not. However people rarely use this feature and i am left alone with my chiseled, rugged, angelic face to wonder what people really thought. Can I ask why? If you are a regular reader of my blog please tell me what you thought of it. Remember I am very insecure. Except when it comes to my manly beauty, I just want to make that clear, I do NOT have insecurites about my awe inspiring looks. OK? Just to be clear. With everything else in my life I am so very fragile and insecure. A comment from you about what you thought about my blog would work wonders for my ever so fragile ego. It's an ego that has been put through hell in my life, especially by my parents, who constantly made feel as if I wasn't good enough. Except when it came to my looks, in fact, they used to tell me everyday how I was better looking than the other ugly children in school and that one day the ugly children on the world would bow down to my intense beauty. So all I am asking for is for some comments so I know that someone is actually reading my blog...and please let's kkep these comments limited to my blog posts only and not my heavenly face....as hard as that may be. I promised to keep this blog quick cause your time is precious and I think I have kept my promise to you. Please keep your promise to me and comment on my blog. You probably don't remember promising me anything, but that's because you were in a trance looking at my picture. I can assure you, you promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2381525856231260265?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2381525856231260265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-blog-reader.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2381525856231260265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2381525856231260265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-blog-reader.html' title='Dear blog reader....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-912502996548196570</id><published>2011-02-24T15:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:16:07.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Daddy a balloon!!!</title><content type='html'>Today on the way to our local WaWa my daughter and I saw a hot air balloon. First of all, it litterally made her day, week, month...she was super excited to see it! Asking all kinds of questions about it...who is in it? where is it going? Is Dora and boots in it? When we got to WaWa we got out of the car and looked some more. Is it wrong that the only though that kept running throuhg my head was "Dear God I hope it doesn't crash!!!" I hope we are not watching this balloon and all of a sudden it drops from the sky and crashes in a ball of fire! Yes, that's what I was thinking. I guess that's kind of morbid! All I could think of was this "Daddy what happened to the balloon?" and me saying "Um, well, it, uh, landed over there by that big ball of fire and the, um, the screams you hear, they are, um well, they are the people who were in the balloon, they um, they are really happy to be on the ground now....so happy that they are letting the siren run on their balloon, yup,  the balloon has a siren....ok let's go into WaWa and get Daddy his coffee..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-912502996548196570?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/912502996548196570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-daddy-balloon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/912502996548196570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/912502996548196570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-daddy-balloon.html' title='Look Daddy a balloon!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4818475718419708822</id><published>2011-02-22T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:17:57.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I still love...</title><content type='html'>SEINFELD!!! I have seen every episode a billion times, of course it's on 7 times a day, so that helps...i own all the DVD's...I still watch it every night....and...I still laugh...out loud!! my wife thinks I am nuts...how can i still love the show after seeing it so many times???? I dont know! I remember my grandparents still laughing a "I Love Lucy" when i was a kid, I am sure they saw those episodes hundreds of times...i guess it's the same thing...to me it is still hilarious....and I would consider it still one of my favorite shows!! To make me even more of a dork I am super excited that all the episodes have been reformatted to fit my 16:9 TV screen...and remastered in HD! They need to do this with "Friends" by the way...another one of my favorite shows.....it looks awesome! When they come out of blu ray I will buy them...even though I already have them on DVD....i am sure my wife will love that...so yes, my favorite TV show is from 15 years ago...I guess that makes me old :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4818475718419708822?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4818475718419708822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-still-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4818475718419708822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4818475718419708822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-still-love.html' title='I still love...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4813024878972711856</id><published>2011-02-18T13:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:05:34.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, like you don't use FB for stalking?</title><content type='html'>Come on admit it you use FB to keeps tabs on your old high school classmates. We all do! If you say you dont then I dont believe you! So when the setting was put in place this week that you would only see status updates from people you have actually interacted with in the recent past I made sure to change it back to "EVERYONE"!! Why? Becuase I like seeing pics of old HS classmates and thinking "Wow! spending a little too much time in the tanning booth are we? or "Amazing how after 15 years his status updates show he really is still a jerk" or "Yikes! i had a crush on her in middle school??? really???" of course, I dont always think negative things...sometimes I think good things...really I do!  Like..."Wow! good for her! a house on LBI! must be raking it in! bitch"..... or ....."WOW! He made it! Major League Baseball! Hope he gets hit in the head".... or.....  "Damn. put down the donut".......ok fine, that last one wasnt very nice...unless you look at as me trying to save this persons health by eating helathier, then it is nice! What? Dont judge me! Like you dont use FB for some stalking every now and then?? or maybe everyday? or every hour? or call old classmates while breathing heavy into the phone and hang up on them? or...well...ok...maybe I have a problem....just forget all that last stuff...i really dont do that...well at least when my wife is in the same room.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4813024878972711856?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4813024878972711856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-like-you-dont-use-fb-for-stalking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4813024878972711856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4813024878972711856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-like-you-dont-use-fb-for-stalking.html' title='Oh, like you don&apos;t use FB for stalking?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8523342922357388245</id><published>2011-02-15T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:04:24.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It made me feel so old..</title><content type='html'>The other day I had to show one of our part timers here at the station how to operate the on air studio. She is 21 years old. When I got to the cassette deck (yes we still have a cassette deck in our studio) she asked "What is that?" She had litterally never seen a cassette deck before!!! I was like NEVER??? Nope! NEVER! I felt so old! Yes, there was a time when we didnt have instant access to our favorite songs we actually had to...prepare yourself...WAIT FOR IT!!! Had to fast forward or rewind...OH NO!!!! If you listened to a cassette too much you would....prepare yourself...wear it out!!!! cassettes had TWO sides, so when one side was done you had to...prepare yourself...flip it over!!! depending on the length of the cassette it would only hold on average.....prepare yourself...10-12 songs!!!! 5,000 songs???? forget it!! you'd need 500 cassettes...and that aint fitting in your pocket! how about sound quality???? well....par at best...and the more you listened the more the tape would degrade and sound worse!! ahh!!! those were the days of having bulky, poor sounding, time consuming, pieces of crap to listen to our favorite songs on....it made me feel old when she asked "What's a cassette?"...and well...I kinda miss those days....yeah, um, not really....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8523342922357388245?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8523342922357388245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-made-me-feel-so-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8523342922357388245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8523342922357388245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-made-me-feel-so-old.html' title='It made me feel so old..'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4800705386464302329</id><published>2011-02-14T12:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:52:15.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Married for 6 years and Valentine's Day....</title><content type='html'>...well, it really means nothing. Is that wrong? Karen and I have been together for 9 years, and married for 6. We really don't do anything special for V day, of course we used to, but now it just seems funny to take one day out of the whole year to express how much we love each other. Shouldn't we be doing that everyday? We try to to always do little things for each other and make it known how special we are to each other and how much we both need each other, not only for our own lives, but we both know how much better Hailey will be in the long run with two parents who not only love her, but love each other as well. Do we fight? Of course! Do we always get along? Nope. Is marriage always perfect??? NOPE! But, are you going to spend a lifetime with each other and always get along? I dont think so. We always try to look at the overall picture, and there is way more good than bad. What I am saying is marriage isnt always perfect, but in the end we are still happy to married. While it seems all of our friends and family members are getting divorced we still are happy to be with each other, and we can totally see how happy Hailey is when both Mommy and Daddy are together. we work opposite schedules, so its really only the weekends when all 3 of us are together, and Hailey's face just lights up! its awesome! We dont need to set aside one day a year to express how much we love each other, we try to do it all the time! So V Day for us is just another day to say how happy we are as a family.  And yes I had a very disfunctional childhood and I never wanted that for the people I love, its a concious effort and can be work at times, but in the end its worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4800705386464302329?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4800705386464302329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/married-for-6-years-and-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4800705386464302329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4800705386464302329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/married-for-6-years-and-valentines-day.html' title='Married for 6 years and Valentine&apos;s Day....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8338690098882850062</id><published>2011-02-10T16:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:24:12.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Idol auditions...</title><content type='html'>...and that means no more of the "Heartstrings" segements as I like to call them. you know what I mean...a contestant who has had something terrible happen to them...house burned down...parents killed in a car wreck...spouse died too young....and what will make it all better??? Fame and fortune...yeah, um sure it will...yup, making it to the next round of a talent search contest will certainly ease the pain of you entire family dying in a terrible house fire that the producers of AI have found news footage of and show over and over! The sad thing is, I really think people believe this...that becoming famous and making lots of money will heal them...well...it wont! Especially not with the American Idol machine! I deal with all the major record labels here at PST and let me tell you i have heard all the horror stories of contestants getting chewed up and spit out by fame! and not to mention how much money you actually get to keep once you make it...it aint much! But hey, if people wanna go on thinking that being famous will make their lives complete, go right ahead...the reality is, it will cause more problems than you ever had before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8338690098882850062?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8338690098882850062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-more-idol-auditions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8338690098882850062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8338690098882850062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-more-idol-auditions.html' title='No more Idol auditions...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-897075972488739586</id><published>2011-02-09T14:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:46:41.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I really feel for people without health insurance!</title><content type='html'>Well, the bills are now coming in from my month's worth of medical tests! So far if I didnt have insurance I would owe over $11,000! 11k for a bunch of tests to show that all I needed was a 3 week supply of a $7 antibiotic to clear up Lyme Disease. I cannot imagine not having health insurance, and I really feel now more than ever for people who don't. Even with insurance it will still cost me around $1,000 out of pocket....alot yes, but nothing compared to $11,000!!! The EKG I got in my doctor's office which lasted litterally 5 minutes cost over $400! A lung scan for a possible blood clot was over $2,500! I am so thankful I have insurance. It would take me YEARS to pay down $11,000 all the while having to sacrifice things in my life...fun things...vacations...nice gift for my daughter's birthday...I wouldnt be able to splurge at all!  It's something I never really thought about because I rarely get sick...but now...wow I am really glad I have it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-897075972488739586?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/897075972488739586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-really-feel-for-people-without-health.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/897075972488739586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/897075972488739586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-really-feel-for-people-without-health.html' title='I really feel for people without health insurance!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-9194511107275456772</id><published>2011-02-08T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T14:37:47.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was never good at math but...</title><content type='html'>So today I was getting some lunch at the drive thru of a fast food joint which shall remain nameless. apparently the register was broken and the 20 something girl ringing me up had to figure the change in her head. My total was $4.04 and I gave her a $10...well needless to say she gave me the wrong change...I said "Shouldn't I get back $5.96?" and she says with eyes wide open "WOW! How did you know that?" Now is it me or isn't that just basic stuff that anybody can do in their head? Is it really that hard? Seriously, I was never good at math I had to take algebra 4 times in high school cause I kept failing it! But when it comes to math and my MONEY, I am pretty good at it! I've come across this before when shopping, if the register doesn't do it for them most people have a hard time figuring it out for themselves.  I am not trying to say this girl was stupid or anything, I am sure she is a very bright person, but is it that hard to do some simple math in your head??? Have you ever noticed this before????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-9194511107275456772?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/9194511107275456772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-was-never-good-at-math-but.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9194511107275456772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/9194511107275456772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-was-never-good-at-math-but.html' title='I was never good at math but...'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6342027286593018606</id><published>2011-02-07T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:42:25.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! I want my money, like NOW!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, even with a nice brain scrambling illness like Lyme Disease I managed to get my taxes done last week. However to my suprise my attempt at getting them done early is all for not! Why? Well, because I itemized my deductions the IRS will not be able to accept my return until 2/14. Which means I have to wait longer to get my money back!!!! Due to congress dragging their feet in Dec. with new tax laws the IRS has to update their computer system and it will take them until the 14th to do it. If you itemize then you will have to wait too! Now, I know it's only a couple of weeks, but it's just the principle of the thing! Why do I have to wait even longer than usual to get my hard earned money back!!!! Do you think if I owed money they would allow me extra time????? NO WAY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6342027286593018606?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6342027286593018606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-i-want-my-money-like-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6342027286593018606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6342027286593018606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-i-want-my-money-like-now.html' title='Hey! I want my money, like NOW!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5592300389611899745</id><published>2011-02-02T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:57:45.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the heck have I been?</title><content type='html'>I'm back! I know you're thrilled :) I had a not so fun January of medical tests and feeling like complete crap. It all started in mid Dec with me thinking I was getting a cold...virus..whatever..something. i didnt think much of it until I started getting overwhelmingly tired all the time. Like so tired I HAD to lay down. I really felt like I was drunk most of the time. Just out of it. So I head to the docs (which is rare for me, ask my wife). They think well prob just a cold...virus..something! Get tested for all kinds of basic stuff..pneumonia...bronchitits...get put on antibiotics...and...they do nothing. I am getting more and more tired everyday. Doc gets concerned as all blood work comes back fine. Sends me to cardiologist. This is where it gets a little crazy...heart doc finds two abnormalities with my heart. They could be related to how tired I am getting, however he cant explain sudden onset of chest pains and shortness of breath. He gets concerned. He calls me the next day and says "I want to get you tested for a pulmonary embolysm, a blood clot in your lungs" i say "ok, when?" he says "Right now. Go to Fuld med center its all set up for you" I say "Now? Why?" he goes "because you could drop dead from it!" Needless to say I was on my way! A not so fun day of anxiety and tests! It was negative. No blood clot. Still they wanna do a catscan on my heart cause there is some swelling. In the meantime, my doc is getting convinced I have just a virus and it will pass. Keeps telling me to just rest. The heart doc is doing all kinds of stress tests on me and stuff...not too much fun! Following me here? Ok, so everything checks out with my heart....they were just genetic defects that are no huge deal.... But I'm still tired...like waaaaaay tired. Nobody can tell me why???? i am going crazy! Maybe im just stressed...depressed...maybe its all in my head??? another week goes by..sooooooo damn tired! Finally, my doc says she is gonna run one last test, this time for Lyme Disease. She doesn't think it is, as they usually only show in the spring and summer. Well, what do you think happened??? POSITIVE! However these tests are very unreliable, so they test me again and....NEGATIVE! Now Im just going crazy! what the hell is up with me??? Given all my symptoms my doc agrees to treat me for Lyme. The first few days on the Lyme meds were horrible, I had worse symptoms than before!! Now I really think I am going crazy! After a few days though, I could really feel myself coming around and I am starting to feel like myself again...thank GOD! For a guy who HATES doctors visits and giving blood, i had my share this past month!  and a ton of frayed nerves...from the nurse who gave me the first ultrasound on my heart and says "The doctor wants to speak with you, we've found some areas of concern. Do you want to call your wife so she can be here?" Call my wife?????? are you kidding??? how serious is this??? To a call at 7am from the heart doc wanting me to get an emergency test for a blood clot which could potentially kill me instantly!!! I've had enough! Just want my normal life back!!! not feeling 100% yet, and waking up in the morning is still very hard, but i think my normal life is slowly coming back!!! Glad to be back! Yeesh...so far 2011 has kinda sucked! Glad its nothing too serious though! My little girl needs me around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5592300389611899745?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5592300389611899745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-heck-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5592300389611899745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5592300389611899745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-heck-have-i-been.html' title='Where the heck have I been?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6004088886016989872</id><published>2011-01-06T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:19:14.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to disinfect my house! That, or burn it down!</title><content type='html'>Well the non stop train of sickness keeps coming to the Sneed house. My wife has toncilitis! I know! What is she 10 years old???? Thats what my sis-in-law said! Geez man...well so far I have only been affected by a pretty painful sinus infection...but I am starting to feel sick again! In my head??? Maybe. who knows. My daughter just got over a double ear infection....my wife had one too....yeesh man...this is the first full winter of my daughter in daycare, so I gotta think its due to her bringing germs home because we rarely get sick. Ugh. I guess we gotta disinfect every inch of our house! I am getting tired of everyone in my house being sick and unhappy :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6004088886016989872?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6004088886016989872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-disinfect-my-house-that-or-burn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6004088886016989872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6004088886016989872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-disinfect-my-house-that-or-burn.html' title='Time to disinfect my house! That, or burn it down!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1821614504045403324</id><published>2011-01-05T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:00:41.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tree still up....</title><content type='html'>Well here we are almost two weeks past Christmas and ALL of our decorations are still up! Presents still under the tree (opened of course), stockings still hung by the fireplace with care, and well...the house is still a mess! We have an excuse though...we've been sick...off and on for 3 weeks! We just keep passing whatever it is back and forth! In fact, my wife is home sick today...again! It's been quite a holiday season and it's not over yet! Hell, everything is still up maybe we will do Christmas again this weekend! Actually I am hoping to have it all put away and taken down this weekend...providing of course we fell up to it! Or else Christmas may last until February!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1821614504045403324?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1821614504045403324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-tree-still-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1821614504045403324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1821614504045403324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-tree-still-up.html' title='Christmas tree still up....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6187104518343434407</id><published>2011-01-04T14:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:59:45.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!! Katy Perry with no makeup!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/TSN6xHPWlfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3RgSE_k0Y6Q/s1600/katy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558421349280945650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/TSN6xHPWlfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3RgSE_k0Y6Q/s320/katy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...and???? What's the big deal??? Ok so it's not the most flattering pic...but so what??? You cant look perfect ALL the time can you??? and as for no makeup??? WHO CARES!!!!! I am one of those guys that thinks less is more...as in less (or none) makeup is more attractive to me than trying to be something you are not! I always tell my wife she looks better without makeup than with make up....I'd much rather see the real face than a face that has been covered up with goop! I say go "Natural" more often Katy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6187104518343434407?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6187104518343434407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-katy-perry-with-no-makeup.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6187104518343434407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6187104518343434407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-katy-perry-with-no-makeup.html' title='OMG!!! Katy Perry with no makeup!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/TSN6xHPWlfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3RgSE_k0Y6Q/s72-c/katy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-4034420670266184777</id><published>2011-01-03T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:15:19.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The holidays were, in a word....SICK!</title><content type='html'>Welcome back!!!! How were the holidays for ya??? Mine were...well.... SICK! In the past few weeks everyone in my house has been sick! Hailey had a double ear infection over Christmas...NOT FUN! My wife has been sick, and myself, well....SICK!!!! Christmas Eve we were up all night with Hailey...she was in so much pain! At 7am we were like well, we may as well do presents...yeah hailey Santa came, he did! Even though we've been up all night and you didnt hear him...he was here!!!! Amazing how after no sleep and feeling terrible how presents can make a kid so happy! Her big gift was a piano and she loved it! of course after we were done opening she went right back to being miserable :( at least for a little bit she was happy...then of course my wife came down with something last week...when she aint happy, nobody is happy! Then I get sick...just feeling so run down lately! ugh! AND...over the weekend just as we think Hailey is finally better she spends ALL Saturday night throwing up...FUN!!! My wife and I have had probably one or two nights of full sleep in the past 3 weeks. other than that we've been up for some reason every night! Also, my 93 year old grandfather was over christmas eve and by the time he went home he was sick too!!!! had a fever the next day! we were just spreading "our disease" to everyone! So all in all it was not a very good christmas :(...we had such high hopes and were looking forward to it sooooo much...but...what are ya gonna do? Next year in the weeks leading up to Christmas I think we will send Hailey to daycare in a plastic bubble!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-4034420670266184777?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/4034420670266184777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/holidays-were-in-wordsick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4034420670266184777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/4034420670266184777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2011/01/holidays-were-in-wordsick.html' title='The holidays were, in a word....SICK!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-8445003216181171243</id><published>2010-12-21T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:20:14.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Christmas Ever?</title><content type='html'>Well, with Christmas on Friday I thought I would tell the tale of the WORST Christmas ever! If you have worse Christmas to speak of by all means please respond to my blog and tell me!!! It was 1996 and I was 19 working at Thrift Drug in Fanwood NJ. I had done an early morning event for WPLJ in New York City where I was interning and then headed half awake into work for the dreaded Christmas Eve shift at the front counter of the drug store. Around 11am I began to feel seriously ill...by 11:30 I could barely stand up....an intense stomach cramp which the pharamacist at the drug store insisted was just gas and tried giving me every precription drug sample she had to clear it up! (I am sure THAT didn't help). By 2 pm I was litterally in the fetal position on the floor behind the counter! My boss would not let me go home!!! I am still friends with a few people I worked with there and they still joke with me about being on the floor curled up in a ball and our boss telling me I couldnt go home!! CRAZY!!! My shift ends at 6pm and I am in intense pain...I get home where the xmas eve festivities are already taking place...family..friends...and everyone there insists I have GAS!!! I am like this AINT GAS!!! I basically miss all of xmas eve while in my room near tears from the pain. FINALLY at like 3am I wake my Mom up and tell her we gotta go to the ER...something is seriously wrong. I couldnt even stand up! I still to this day remember getting in my mom's car and, it's Christmas Eve at 3am, there isn't ANYONE on the road...and my mom still stopped at every red light on the way to the ER! I remember saying "MOM!!! You're rushing me to the hospital!!! I cant even stand up! Run the DAMN lights!!!!" Well, long story..well...long! I get diagnosed with appendicitis and have my appendix out on Christmas morning! I remember being in my hospital room 2 days later when all I was allowed to eat was ice chips for 48 hours and my Mother sits down at the foot of my bed with a roast beef sandwhich on rye from the cafeteria! I'm like "MOM!! Can you please not eat that in front of me! I'm dying over here!" ahhh, my mother...anyway...I get discharged after 4 days...and we celebrated Christmas a few days later than planned...all in all the WORST Christmas EVER!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-8445003216181171243?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/8445003216181171243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/worst-christmas-ever.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8445003216181171243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/8445003216181171243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/worst-christmas-ever.html' title='Worst Christmas Ever?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-300448562847541519</id><published>2010-12-16T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:02:34.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The fight that never ends!!</title><content type='html'>OK, well not a real "Fight Fight" but more like a disagreement between two stubborn and hard headed people. It all started about two years ago when the movie "National Treasure" was on TV. I said to my wife something to the affect of "Remember when we saw this in the theater?" she says "We did not!"...and there ya go! A fight for the ages! I remember exactly when and where we saw it! Marketfair Nov/Dec 2004...it was right after our honeymoon! I remember cause we never go to the movies and I remember telling her "cant wait to get this when it comes out on DVD"...I have looked everywhere for the ticket stub and I cant find it...she contends we first saw it when I bought it on DVD...but I say why would I have just randomly bought a movie on DVD that we never saw before???? RIGHT???? Makes sense! doesnt it? EVERYTIME it comes on TV one us makes a comment! I'll say "we did too see it!" and she'll say "For the last time we did not!"...I know...I know...very mature...BUT I am right! and I have to make sure she knows it!!! Unfortunately I cant find the ticket stub...not sure why I would have saved it anyway, but since I cant find it we will never know who is right (me) and thus, this fight, this disagreement which reers it's ugly head every month or so will continue until death do us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-300448562847541519?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/300448562847541519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/fight-that-never-ends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/300448562847541519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/300448562847541519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/fight-that-never-ends.html' title='The fight that never ends!!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1870885200004975321</id><published>2010-12-15T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:19:02.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait! You mean your mom doesn't use giant trash bags for your stocking???</title><content type='html'>Ahhh yes...I swear one day I am going to write a book on the insane disfunction that happens in my family. As my wife says "How the hell did you turn out like you? Cause your family is nuts!".... yes they are! (and yes my father wasn't exactly the nicest guy in the world...that sometimes explains alot!) Allow me to tell you the story of Stocking Presents at Christmas from my mother. Stockings for my 2 sisters and I cannot be "hung by the chimney with care" because our stockings are actually giant Glad trash bags filled with crap....and that is the honest truth. My mom loves garage sales and yard sales, so throughout the year she will buy little things for stocking stuffers. However, she doesn't know when to stop buying, so all of the CRAP she gets us wont fit in a traditional stocking...it needs a giant trash bag! What kind of gifts you ask? I have gotten anything from random baseball books published in the 60's to used board games. And that is just the yard sale crap...she also wraps up other random things...razors...soap...bags of candy....it all adds up and takes almost 45 minutes every year just to get through our stockings! We've told her time and time again that if she doesnt spend all this money on useless crap she could get us something we would actually enjoy and use, because all that stuff adds up in cost! She says she enjoys buying the little things, and if it makes her happy we should leave her alone. So, thats what we do...we let her have her fun...and every Christmas we open our trash bag of useless crap and try to act excited...THANKS MOM!!!! How did you know I wanted an ash tray that says "Virginia Is For Lovers" on it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1870885200004975321?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1870885200004975321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/wait-you-mean-your-mom-doesnt-use-giant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1870885200004975321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1870885200004975321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/wait-you-mean-your-mom-doesnt-use-giant.html' title='Wait! You mean your mom doesn&apos;t use giant trash bags for your stocking???'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-921660382411112439</id><published>2010-12-13T12:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:54:20.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is with people?</title><content type='html'>So we're at Target yesterday and there is a woman in who gets in line next to us at a a register that clearly has it's light out...meaning it's closed after the current customers are checked out...the cashier says "Sorry mam I am closed" well, the woman who is with her husband and 2 kids prob around 9 or 10 years old, starts FREAKING out..."I am in line ring me up!" she starts waving her arms and ends up knocking her coffeee over which is on the counter "now look what you made me do!" she says...yeah cause it's the cashier who spilled your cofffee!! "Thats it! I am never shopping here again!".....then her kids start crying! her husband is just kinda hanging his head in embarrassment..."Mommy why are yelling?" the little girl says... the woman starts to storm out of the store while leaving all her items at checkout and the girl says "Mommy what about my shoes? You said you would buy me shoes!" She grabs her kids and just storms out of the store. I felt so bad for her kids! I know you never know what's going on in people's lives that may make them act like this...but man I felt so bad for her kids.....her kids will grow up to have the same temper and Mommy and then she will wonder where they got it from! Um, they got it from you!!!! The whole thing was so awkward and made me glad that I have the life I have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-921660382411112439?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/921660382411112439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-with-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/921660382411112439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/921660382411112439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-with-people.html' title='What is with people?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2870378472978196310</id><published>2010-12-08T14:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:37:44.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No gifts for you!</title><content type='html'>Well, with the gift giving season upon us I am starting to wonder what expensive item my mother will beg me to get her....only to never open it!!!! She has a real problem with this! She will ask for things over and over like a little kid...I will get it for her and then.....it sits unopened for YEARS! And I am not making that up. There are gifts from 5, 6, even 10 years ago sitting unopened in her house! The best was TEN years ago she wanted a computer program to teach her Spanish...I get it for....and....think she uses it??? NOPE! Still unopened in her computer desk...from 10 years ago!!!!! Hola! Her bday was in July...we got her a digital picture frame, even loaded it with pics of Hailey for her...all she had to do was open it and plug it in...still in the box!!!!! UNREAL! So, buying for my mom is kind of a chore that I try to go as cheap as possible on, becuase I know she may never even use what I get her! So why spend alot????? I have even contemplated not getting her a gift at all! Is that bad???? Do you know anyone like this????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2870378472978196310?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2870378472978196310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-gifts-for-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2870378472978196310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2870378472978196310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-gifts-for-you.html' title='No gifts for you!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3309302586200072503</id><published>2010-12-07T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:26:04.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The most ridiculous Christmas song is......</title><content type='html'>Have you ever stopped to listen to some of the lyrics to some of the "Christmas Classics" and how ridiculous they are??? Case in point "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus"....let's break it down shall we?????? Essentially a small child sees his own mother cheating on daddy. The child wanders downstairs Christmas Eve and sees mommy swapping spit with the fat old man, a stranger essentially...sorry to say kid but your mom's a bit of a tramp! "What a laugh it would have been if Daddy walked in" is a lyric in the song...a laugh??? a laugh??? really?? how about a blood bath if I see my wife making out with another man in my own living room!!! I would beat the Sh*t out of Santa Claus...thus adding to the trauma of the the whole situation for my kid!!! Who the hell wrote this song????? I doubt I could forgive my wife if she did have an affair with Santa.....first of all its just creepy...secondly...am I to believe that all they ever did was only kiss?? Come on. Really? just a kiss? if my own wife is cheap enough to make out with another man while I am asleep upstairs then I doubt that's all that happened. thirdly...the guy is like 600 years old GROSS!!! is this really what she's truly attracted to?? OLD FAT MEN! well, then I gotta get on my own reindeer and get on up out of this marriage. and finally, divorce is tough enough on kids, but when you add in the fact mommy cheated on daddy with someone we all know and trust, then it all adds up to therapy for life for my poor kid....not only that but mommy has just ruined every Christmas for the rest of my kids life!!! how could you ever truly enjoy christmas again with this always in the back of your mind?????? I dont know who wrote this song or why they thought it was so cute to begin with...but as you can see it truly is the most ridiculous christmas song EVER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3309302586200072503?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3309302586200072503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-ridiculous-christmas-song-is.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3309302586200072503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3309302586200072503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-ridiculous-christmas-song-is.html' title='The most ridiculous Christmas song is......'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2690768474344497168</id><published>2010-12-06T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:11:39.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter made Santa smile!</title><content type='html'>Well, we did Santa on Saturday...and......SUCCESS!!!!! She RAN right up to him and hopped on his lap, told him what she wanted...no crying....no fussing....PERFECT! Last year was a complete meltdown! After it was over Santa says to me "that is one cute little girl"...when you make Santa smile you know you're doing something right! So Saturday was a good day! Let's hope the Easter bunny goes just as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2690768474344497168?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2690768474344497168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-daughter-made-santa-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2690768474344497168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2690768474344497168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-daughter-made-santa-smile.html' title='My daughter made Santa smile!'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-5700480804444361153</id><published>2010-12-02T13:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:08:32.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My ultimate goal with my daughter is to....</title><content type='html'>Chris Rock used to say his only goal in raising his daughter was "keep her off the pole"...if I can keep my girl from becoming a stripper then I've done my job! Well, my goal in raising Hailey is to keep her off the show "16 &amp;amp; Pregnant" and "Teen Mom"! Seriously. Of course I dont want her to be a stripper either! or a porn star! or on any of these ridiculous shows!! The thing is, I do watch them...and I thank God that it is not my life!!! and pray, pray, pray Hailey never says.."Dad, Guess what???? I'm gonna be on 16 &amp;amp; Pregnant"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-5700480804444361153?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/5700480804444361153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-ultimate-goal-with-my-daughter-is-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5700480804444361153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/5700480804444361153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-ultimate-goal-with-my-daughter-is-to.html' title='My ultimate goal with my daughter is to....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-2196214372997719970</id><published>2010-11-30T14:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T14:26:43.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving a life or getting hit on?</title><content type='html'>My wife has the rarest blood type of all and regularly gives blood. Sometimes she is called speciffically cause they need her blood type and nobody else they can find has it. This was the case late last week, apparently an infant was in need of her blood type, if the child did not get it there was a chance of dying! Yikes! of course my wife agrees to give. so yesterday she goes to the blood bank and while in the waiting room a guy comes up to her and says "I see the ring on your finger, but I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you are"...yeah, i know!!! who the hell tries a pick up line to a married woman in a blood bank???? Anyway, my wife says "thank you" and the girls at the front desk apparently knew the guy and yell out "She's married!" So, she calls me and says "Guess what? I got hit on today" she's all happy about it! Now it's not like I dont tell my wife she's beautiful and stuff...but she says sometimes it's nice to hear it from someone else. Really? It is? I guess so. So I ask her what she was more jazzed about? Potentially saving a life? or getting hit on??? Saving a life won....but getting hit on came in a close second!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-2196214372997719970?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/2196214372997719970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/saving-life-or-getting-hit-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2196214372997719970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/2196214372997719970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/saving-life-or-getting-hit-on.html' title='Saving a life or getting hit on?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-6448120385565848982</id><published>2010-11-29T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:52:29.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you get "X Rayed" or "Patted down"?</title><content type='html'>Welcome back! So, I stayed put over the long weekend...lazy weekend at home. Did you travel? Did you fly??? If so, how were things? ya know...lines...security....the scans...the pat downs??? Let me know! I heard those scanning machines can tell VERY speciffic things about certain areas of the human body....catch my drift? Kinda freaky! Did you have to go through one? I like Seth Meyers on SNL during weekend update "If I wanted to be hap-hazzardly patted on my groin with no eye contact I'd get married" TOO FUNNY! Anyway, how was your experience????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-6448120385565848982?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/6448120385565848982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/did-you-get-x-rayed-or-patted-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6448120385565848982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/6448120385565848982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/did-you-get-x-rayed-or-patted-down.html' title='Did you get &quot;X Rayed&quot; or &quot;Patted down&quot;?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-1048703721765155728</id><published>2010-11-24T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:15:11.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from hell...seriously....</title><content type='html'>Wow. What a long and horribly painful few days. Been off the air Monday and Tuesday due to, well due to something that nobody can seem to figure out! Sunday night around 7pm out of nowhere I get this INTENSE pain in what I thought was my tooth. It would not stop, and after about 3 or 4 hours I considered emergency room, it was that bad. I didnt go. No, I sat up all night with this pain slowly getting worse and worse, made worse by laying down. So sleep was not an option. The only thing I could compare it to is the most intense "Ice Cream Shock" cold feeling on your teeth...but it didnt stop for 20 hours! AND, my teeth weren't sensitive to hot or cold, but that was the feeling. So I make it through the looooooooong night night and call my dentist first thing Monday. At this point I've been up all night (literally) online trying to diagnose myself and I think I have an abcess. Well, I get to my dentist, who btw I have a great relationship with, she takes xrays, checks me out and says...."You're Fine"...WHAT???? Nothing on the xray? Nothing? She says "Nope"...the only thing tooth related it could be is an enflamed nerve from an old filling, but she cant see that on an xray, and since we can pinpoint exactly which tooth the pain is coming from she has no idea where to begin drilling. Soooo...her theory? A sinus infection. even though I'm not congested and have no ther symptoms. Apparently you can get intense pain in your teeth from a sinus infection! I had no idea!I get antibiotics, some SERIOUS pain medication and am told to call her tomorrow.  Well, long story short, I feel somewhat better, no more excrusiating pain...but at the second visit she tells me she isnt so sure it is a sinus infection anymore and if the pain doesnt go away after antibiotics then I am to see a specialist. Anyway, the past 3 days have been horrible. I was up from Sunday morning at 1oam until Monday night at 9, when I was fianlly able to fall asleep!!! The one thing I am really glad for is my great realtionship with my dentist. I am glad I didnt have to pick some dentist at random out of the phone book!!! It definately made a terrible situation a little bit better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-1048703721765155728?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/1048703721765155728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-from-hellseriously.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1048703721765155728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/1048703721765155728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-from-hellseriously.html' title='Back from hell...seriously....'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5655467811590477744.post-3195189186142837258</id><published>2010-11-19T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:25:34.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have a right to be a little ticked at my wife?</title><content type='html'>I want your opinion...Do I have the right to be a little ticked at my wife??? Here's the story...my wife's bday is this Thursday (yes Tday)...so we've been telling our daughter about it for awhile, ya know, mommy's birthday is coming up!! The other day, as my daughter and I were going through some pocket change left in the kitchen for her piggy bank she handed me a dime and said "Here's for your piggy bank Daddy" (yes i acutally have a piggy bank, it adds up quick!), she then put another coin aside and said "here's for mommy's piggy bank"...well as it turns out my wife is not the "saver" of the family and doesnt have a piggy bank, so I told my daughter "mommy doesnt have a piggy bank, maybe you can get her one for her birthday?" of course she screams "YEAH!!" So I tell my wife later that day Hailey and I figured out what to get her for her bday...I said it's a little thing...but Hailey thought of it on her own pretty much....we both agreed on one thing, good luck with a two year old keeping a secret for a week and not telling what it is! Well, Hailey kept the secret for a day until...my wife flat out asked her!!!! and of course Hailey, being a two year old says "Piggy bank"...so I get home from work and my wife kinda a has a sheepish look on her face and says "I know what you guys are getting me"...What? She told you??? No, i asked her!! she says. You asked her??????? Well, I didnt think she would tell me! my wife says...really? you didnt think a two year old wouldnt spill the beans if asked by her own mother??? Now, I know it's not the biggest deal in the world...but I was kinda looking forward to having Hailey hand my wife a little something she thought of on her own...which i guess I can still do, but its not the same anymore, cause my wife knows what it is...know what I mean? of course my wife feels bad and I know she didnt do it on purpose...but the question is....do i have the right to be a little ticked at my wife for asking???? Did she really think Hailey wouldn't tell you???? She's only 2 years old!!! Opinions......??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5655467811590477744-3195189186142837258?l=pstmattsneed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/feeds/3195189186142837258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-i-have-right-to-be-little-ticked-at.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3195189186142837258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5655467811590477744/posts/default/3195189186142837258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pstmattsneed.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-i-have-right-to-be-little-ticked-at.html' title='Do I have a right to be a little ticked at my wife?'/><author><name>Matt Sneed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08130290928994462776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvN-O8_Nk0w/SZHF4PK6ljI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yRWHa8rPXXg/S220/MSneed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
