tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81631576061854625892011-08-26T13:35:10.926-07:00The good and the bad moments in my life!!!Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-43294212921746009682008-12-31T08:23:00.000-08:002008-12-31T08:51:24.604-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVueY-4pkRI/AAAAAAAAABw/ctSKkftXA1I/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992739684061458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVueY-4pkRI/AAAAAAAAABw/ctSKkftXA1I/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVueYJV_0EI/AAAAAAAAABo/X4O6DHKl9vM/s1600-h/xmas+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992725311639618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVueYJV_0EI/AAAAAAAAABo/X4O6DHKl9vM/s320/xmas+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud4IMEPpI/AAAAAAAAABg/ek2DJn-0pMA/s1600-h/xmas+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992175245737618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud4IMEPpI/AAAAAAAAABg/ek2DJn-0pMA/s320/xmas+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud3iaBJ9I/AAAAAAAAABY/zNZySg3AK2Y/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992165103708114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud3iaBJ9I/AAAAAAAAABY/zNZySg3AK2Y/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud3XtlbCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/smGDU9rhSIs/s1600-h/Cabo+San+Lucas+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285992162232986658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SVud3XtlbCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/smGDU9rhSIs/s320/Cabo+San+Lucas+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I WANT TO WISH EVERYONE A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-4329421292174600968?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-76103263465276681472008-10-03T09:44:00.000-07:002008-10-03T09:48:37.315-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SOZMSEYT9II/AAAAAAAAABA/kLEW8ot6vPM/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252969888671331458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SOZMSEYT9II/AAAAAAAAABA/kLEW8ot6vPM/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SOZMSBR5fSI/AAAAAAAAABI/OBdLBMEQJR0/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252969887839124770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SOZMSBR5fSI/AAAAAAAAABI/OBdLBMEQJR0/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-7610326346527668147?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-85179004163911885342008-09-29T07:30:00.000-07:002008-09-29T07:54:51.589-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SODsMknp6LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PrcNGBrpEI4/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251456866246584498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bldxZEItgbM/SODsMknp6LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PrcNGBrpEI4/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>To all my family and friends I want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for staying by myside through the emotional rollercoaster ride I have been on. The whole I am going I am not going.<br /><br />Well I did go and it was just not the invitation Megan chose to leave me out of it was the entire wedding she made it very well known to all who attened that there was no place for me right down to the seating assignment for the wedding party, and again the stepfather had a place (who by the way was not there at the wedding or the reception)but i still did not. however even though Mrs.Megan Billingsly made it very clear in her intention to not recognize me as being someone in her life as well as her fathers, HOWEVER Troy did everything I could have wanted. He stood by myside the entire night and made me feel I was apart of him.<br /><br />Isn't that all that really matters? I think so . I have learned a few things from this. but the most important one is That Troy and I really do love each other.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-8517900416391188534?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-46232574579609442392008-09-11T12:57:00.000-07:002008-09-12T12:45:30.450-07:00If blood or a marriage license made a parent, the kids today would be screwed. You let me tell them about throw away kids and wanting to have the credit when the work is done. If a Church makes a Christian then they should have recognized your talents and love to keep the kid on the right track.<br /><br />That Message was from one of my best friends mom.<br /><br />At certain times during this whole ordeal I felt am I being childish or mean. I think i am just so hurt i don't know what the right thing to do is.<br />Especially when the single most important person I need to be there for me CAN NOT. What to do . who knows<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-4623257457960944239?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-89453540609817713872008-09-08T08:14:00.000-07:002008-09-08T08:25:14.400-07:00I got a very hurtful surprise as I opend Megan's wedding invitation i noticed right away what was missing my name. mind you this is young lady has lived in my home her and beloved fiance for at least six months. who i haved introduced as my "daughter". and my family has gone out of thier way to make her feel apart of my family. and this is the thank you i get for being a part of her life the last seven years. lets take a vote on who thinks i should attend this wedding<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-8945354060981771387?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163157606185462589.post-61933337106546056192008-09-04T12:44:00.000-07:002008-09-04T12:46:39.406-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163157606185462589-6193333710654605619?l=hmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Holly McDermotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15156718668586123166noreply@blogger.com1