<?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-2038756169151142614</id><updated>2011-09-30T06:52:46.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4472358799374756836</id><published>2011-06-05T00:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T03:16:01.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all about me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So much as been going on since I last blogged.....SO much. &amp;nbsp;Some of which will go here... a lot won't, because I don't trust people. &amp;nbsp;I am having a very hard time trusting just about anybody anymore sadly. &amp;nbsp;I'm shocked I have any back left it's had so many knifes it it over the last few months. &amp;nbsp;Let's see I still hate hampton rds with a passion. &amp;nbsp;I mean I like some things about it, but over all ...yeah. &amp;nbsp;Of course I LOVE Va...it's home, but sooo different back home. &amp;nbsp;Diem is growing like a weed. &amp;nbsp;She is literally the height of a 5y/o and she will just be 4 come two weeks. &amp;nbsp;Prob getting her a bb gun for her birthday, she is country by birth!! &amp;nbsp;She is very loving and sweet though, has her moments but over all couldn't ask for a better daughter. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully one day she will have the brother or sister she keeps asking for. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I miss working with a passion, BUT I always said I'm going to have kids I'm going to raise them if at all possible, so here we are. &amp;nbsp;Hope to be going on vacation soon....God knows I need one before I loose my mid&amp;nbsp;completely...lol. &amp;nbsp;Because I have realized how very lonely it is and how very much I LOATH being ignored!!!! &amp;nbsp;Just in general, I feel like I always give people 100% of me and I get back whatever they have left over in return......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As you know I have my page Sexually Deprived....it's awesome I think. &amp;nbsp;But O.M.G there are some caddy bitches on there sometimes!!! &amp;nbsp;I'm like really?!?!! &amp;nbsp;Let's try to be a little LESS&amp;nbsp;supportive&amp;nbsp;or a little MORE of a bitch please!! &amp;nbsp;I mean damn I know I can be a bitch but being a Cu%t is a bit out of line! &amp;nbsp;But even still I love the page and the people on it. &amp;nbsp;Anyways I will add more soon...&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4472358799374756836?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4472358799374756836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4472358799374756836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4472358799374756836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-about-me.html' title='all about me...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-124967558179051115</id><published>2010-03-08T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:33:12.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive....</title><content type='html'>Not that anybody has checked my blog in all this time...lol.&amp;nbsp; But lets see since my last post quite a few things have happened.&amp;nbsp; I have been in the E.R twice, become a "single" parent, started packing, lost about 15lbs, discovered some people are really all talk, and then some.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to blog since the deployment until I could come back a happy perky blah blah me, but well I still wouldn't be back.&amp;nbsp; I'm still sick and they still have no clue what is wrong.&amp;nbsp; I'm weak every day and dizzy, it's hard to keep up with Diem and be the Mom that I know I should be.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am failing her and everything that I should be doing.&amp;nbsp; I don't like asking for help, so I try not to.&amp;nbsp; People ask how I am I try to just say "fine", one because do they really care how I am?&amp;nbsp; Prob not....and two if I were to tell them would they really listen?...prob not.&amp;nbsp; They would just assume that I'm sick because I miss Josh or some b.s, because God forbid a military wife be sick because she is really sick right?&amp;nbsp; I don't like being sick.&amp;nbsp; I like being the strong one, the one that everybody else can depend on.&amp;nbsp; Except for nobody ever needs me anymore.&amp;nbsp; Nobody calls me crying, asking for advice, or anything else, it's always me, and I don't like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my question/thought for the day..why do people befriend you on facebook to not say anything to you?&amp;nbsp; I mean like request that you become their friend then never comment on your status pics or anything for like weeks, months?&amp;nbsp; Whats the point?&amp;nbsp; I have had like three people do this in the last month!&amp;nbsp; Just wondering.&amp;nbsp; One of those pet peeve things I reckon you know? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-124967558179051115?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/124967558179051115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/124967558179051115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/124967558179051115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-375540984319670512</id><published>2010-02-21T23:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T00:00:17.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.....soooo GIVEAWAY TIME!!!</title><content type='html'>Missie over at Babythigs.dk has the most awesome store, and has been kind enough to send me a couple of things for giveaway/review.&amp;nbsp; SO...if you have a little one or will soon and would like win a &lt;a href="http://www.holdmebabyslings.com/"&gt;Hold Me Hand Woven Baby Sling&lt;/a&gt; and&amp;nbsp; write me a small review once you use it, (no pic necessary, but would be awesome).&amp;nbsp; I'm asking that you do a couple of things (well just one, but a couple if you want more then one entry...lol).&amp;nbsp; Leave a comment below letting me know either how old your l.o is or how long before you will be using it.&amp;nbsp; If you are a PL please leave your PR name, if not then please leave me a way to contact you if I don't obviously know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;For additional entries:&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=323318052485&amp;amp;id=756104992#%21/pages/Fynshav-Denmark/Babythingsdk/83748648032?ref=ts"&gt;Babythings.dk Facebook page&lt;/a&gt; and become a fan.&amp;nbsp; Once you have done so come back and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Entry #3-Become a follower of Babythings.dk's blog.&amp;nbsp; As above, once you have done this come back and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;If you already are a follower/fan just leave additional comments letting me know! Thanks! &lt;br /&gt;OH!&amp;nbsp; And the color of the sling is Natural!&amp;nbsp; I will ask that if the winner is from outside of the U.S they help cover shipping charges please, but everybody is welcome to enter!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The winner will be chosen via random.org!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-375540984319670512?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/375540984319670512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhilesoooo-giveaway-time.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/375540984319670512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/375540984319670512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhilesoooo-giveaway-time.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.....soooo GIVEAWAY TIME!!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7602754344634942243</id><published>2010-02-21T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:51:50.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night.......and my mini wish list</title><content type='html'>Was fun to say the least?&amp;nbsp; It all started the night before with stomach pains that just wouldn't quit, but I blew them off...what the heck I&amp;nbsp; don't have time for this I'm thinking.&amp;nbsp; Josh is leaving, suck it up.&amp;nbsp; So I take some of my migraine pills thinking they will find the pain..haha.&amp;nbsp; And try to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I wake up not feeling well, but eh whatever...we get our pics done by wondermus Cindi over at City Park and come home.&amp;nbsp; But about 15min after dinner the pains are back BIG TIME.&amp;nbsp; So I tell Josh I can't take it I'm going over to the Hosp.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit I was impressed I was taken back in about 30min or so.&amp;nbsp; After a TON of test and what not, we discover I have a bleeding ulcer, my gallbladder prob has to go, and my hernia has prob poked its way through it's repair at some point.&amp;nbsp; Wonderful!&amp;nbsp; So I'm given meds because I can't keep much down or stand up straight at this point, and told to rest!! REST???!!!???&amp;nbsp; My husband is leaving any day, and I have to pack and move with a 2 year old!! LMAO but ok yeah I'll rest and take care of those problems right away to!&amp;nbsp; Haha NOT!&amp;nbsp; So lets just pray the medicine gods shine down on me for several months and work their magic, so that I will have some constant help w/ speed demon if/when they have to do anything.&amp;nbsp; And who knows maybe the problems will magically fix themselves! &lt;br /&gt;Another thing I did while I was at the e.r was think a bit and I have decided that I REALLY REALLY want Diem to have a Waldorf inspired doll...but oh ny gosh they cost so much!!&amp;nbsp; However you pay for good quality right?&amp;nbsp; And for me I have discovered I NEED a black/bub be smart.&amp;nbsp; So anyways thats that.&amp;nbsp; Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7602754344634942243?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7602754344634942243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-nightand-my-mini-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7602754344634942243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7602754344634942243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-nightand-my-mini-wish-list.html' title='Last night.......and my mini wish list'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4211218595748399756</id><published>2010-02-19T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T03:45:35.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon the dust....</title><content type='html'>But hopefully everybody will love the new blog and appreciate all of the hard work that Kim is putting into it!&amp;nbsp; I know I do!!&amp;nbsp; So please keep reading and checking back, the best is yet to come!&amp;nbsp; I realize my post have slowed down for a bit, but things have been pretty busy around here (not that anybody has really noticed).&amp;nbsp; Anyways they will pick back up here soon.&amp;nbsp; For the couple of ya'll that check in here and there thank you!!&amp;nbsp; I plan on trying to get a few more product reviews and what not also in the up coming months so stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4211218595748399756?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4211218595748399756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/pardon-dust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4211218595748399756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4211218595748399756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/pardon-dust.html' title='Pardon the dust....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5937204914555899736</id><published>2010-02-16T03:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T03:23:30.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Runnin'</title><content type='html'>So if ya'll don't hear from me for a few days then you know something happened to me...lol.&amp;nbsp; I have decided to become serious about this whole running thing.&amp;nbsp; What I am thinking I don't know....just like some people shouldn't wear certain things, some people shouldn't run....yet I am going to try to.&amp;nbsp; I need to be pretty for a magnitude of reasons, so therefor off I go.&amp;nbsp; Please pray that I don't cause an earthquake or need 911 called...lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5937204914555899736?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5937204914555899736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/runnin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5937204914555899736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5937204914555899736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/runnin.html' title='Runnin&apos;'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5517663179687167379</id><published>2010-02-13T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:33:26.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mall</title><content type='html'>All I have to say is if Josh was not deploying I would have turned around when we pulled in the parking lot!!&amp;nbsp; That mall was nuts, I mean really its the day before a Hallmark holiday people not Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Yet another reason I don't like Lynnhaven mall and stick to Cheaspeake Square!&amp;nbsp; But alas there is no Build a Bear over here.&amp;nbsp; So we go in the mall and go to the Disney store first because they are having a pretty good sale on plush toys.&amp;nbsp; Diem picks a Goofy and a Donald Duck, not what I thought she would pick but ok.&amp;nbsp; THEN there was the line...OMG the line was half way around the store, well needless to say Diem had a mini melt down while waiting in that! Lol&amp;nbsp; Then next door to Build a Bear...WTH?!?!?!!&amp;nbsp; The line was THREE stores down!!&amp;nbsp; I swear if Josh was not leaving we would have left and&amp;nbsp; come back a different day, but well we couldn't so we wait and wait some more.&amp;nbsp; I did discover while I was in line that Tricia and some of her family were in the mall, and btw DANNY I'm holding ya'll to what you said!!! LMAO&amp;nbsp; Anyways, we FINALLY get Diems Frog done.&amp;nbsp; Yes she picked it, I held up a dog and the frog and she snatched the frog from my hand, Josh recorded a message to her that is in it's foot.&amp;nbsp; He has on a soccer outfit, we were going to put in a hockey one but it was UGLY! lol&amp;nbsp; Anyways that was our boring yet long day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5517663179687167379?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5517663179687167379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/mall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5517663179687167379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5517663179687167379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/mall.html' title='The mall'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2354681795551244263</id><published>2010-02-13T03:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T03:17:32.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help??</title><content type='html'>So in less time then I would like I am going to be a single parent.&amp;nbsp; I just really think I am going to find out who my FRIENDS are and who my friends are in the first few weeks that Josh is gone.&amp;nbsp; There is A LOT that has to be done in a VERY short period of time, and I am really going to need the help of a few of my friends.&amp;nbsp; But you know how it goes, everybody always talks at practice but when game day rolls around nobody is ready to get in the game.&amp;nbsp; Yeah that was bad, but&amp;nbsp; ya'll know what I'm trying to say right? Lol&amp;nbsp; I HATE depending on people because I always get let down, just a fact.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have to figure out a way to entertain Diem while the Verizon man is at the other house for 5hrs during her nap time, with nothing to do, paint, pack, paint more, oh and did I mention I'm not supposed to lift anything to heavy?&amp;nbsp; Oh and that my dad has a broken ankle?&amp;nbsp; I have NO CLUE how I'm going to do it&amp;nbsp; but oh well I will, and I prob won't ask for help.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; because I don't want somebody to tell me they will help me just to let me down....I can't take much more of that right now.&amp;nbsp; And this is in no way ment to be an insult to my friends.&amp;nbsp; I realize they have lives yadda yadda I however am just speaking how I feel in my heart.&amp;nbsp; It is 0315 and that's what I do..lol&amp;nbsp; Love to you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2354681795551244263?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2354681795551244263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/help.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2354681795551244263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2354681795551244263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/help.html' title='Help??'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7252480902738259855</id><published>2010-02-10T03:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T03:55:43.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish there was a bucket next to me at all times.&amp;nbsp; And I could stick my head in the bucket and automatically be in my "happy place", except for sadly I have no idea where that is.&amp;nbsp; I can't say it's with my husband because he just rolls his eyes when he has to talk to me for more then 10 consecutive minutes and acts like its the worse thing on the planet. He acts like he can't wait until he is out of here!&amp;nbsp; Like they can't get him a plane ticket fast enough half of the time so yeah no happy place there..&amp;nbsp; I would say it's with Diem but lets face it while she makes me extremely happy overall, what do you really think a toddler can do?&amp;nbsp; Then we have my friends...umm yeah A.) They are either married to men that love them dearly and I just want to cry because I would kill for my husband to show me the TLC theirs do.&amp;nbsp; Of course if you were to ask him, he is Romeo and he does...lol.&amp;nbsp; or B) They are strong women that have it all together and well ....I'm me, and I wouldn't wish being me on my worst enemy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;All I want is to FEEL loved, wanted, special, needed, by somebody that isn't still in diapers, but whatever these things will never happen.&amp;nbsp; I really think its because the attention is being given someplace else so my time is just what is left over.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they want me to take mine elsewhere to?&amp;nbsp; That way he won't have to care at all, not even a little bit?&amp;nbsp; I don't have to be/want to be wined and dined....I just want to be cared about....and SHOWED it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm so beyond torn because I don't want my husband to go but at the same time I'm almost like ..why not, will he even really notice?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the PR, how can so many women lead these picture perfect lives?&amp;nbsp; I just don't get it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick of being wrong, I would love for somebody..ie Josh mostly, to say: " You know what honey you have a point, and I do need to do better, I'm sorry and I will try".&amp;nbsp; And really MEAN it for once.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I guess over the next however long I will just lead my hobbit type existence...or as close to it as possible.&amp;nbsp; So bring on the bucket....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7252480902738259855?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7252480902738259855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/bucket.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7252480902738259855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7252480902738259855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/bucket.html' title='Bucket'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2864760341985322602</id><published>2010-02-07T18:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:16:29.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets go Saints!!!</title><content type='html'>Nuff Said!!!&amp;nbsp; Be back later!&amp;nbsp; Oh and of course can't wait to see the commercials! LOL&lt;br /&gt;WHO DAT!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Way to make history baby!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2864760341985322602?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2864760341985322602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-go-saints.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2864760341985322602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2864760341985322602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-go-saints.html' title='Lets go Saints!!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3542696411943376465</id><published>2010-02-06T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:13:52.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns and Hoses</title><content type='html'>So we took Diem to the hockey game tonight.&amp;nbsp; Didn't think we were going to go at first thanks to Josh's friend waiting until the last minute to tell him he didn't want to go to the second game with him.&amp;nbsp; Why do people do that?&amp;nbsp; Wait until the last poss second to give an answer?&amp;nbsp; So that put Josh in a pissy mood and he didn't want to go at all, and then of course we got into a fight because thanks to his friend our day (which we were FINALLY having a good one of) was just going down the drain.&amp;nbsp; So anyways I FINALLY got him to agree to go, two cars, pouting, and half assed getting along later, we were at the game.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways once we got there things got better.&amp;nbsp; Hoses one of course!!!!&amp;nbsp; Yay!!&amp;nbsp; Even though I love my guns to!! LOL&amp;nbsp; When we got there Diem expressed how much she LOVED the ice and how pretty it was...lol.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully we can take her ice skating sometime soon, since she won't be able to start her lessons for a couple of more months.&amp;nbsp; But I'm really excited to get her out on the ice and see how she does.&amp;nbsp; She really enjoys roller skating so I reckon we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3542696411943376465?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3542696411943376465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/guns-and-hoses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3542696411943376465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3542696411943376465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/guns-and-hoses.html' title='Guns and Hoses'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-244827712297072151</id><published>2010-02-04T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:59:58.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new look</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank Kim from the PR for working on my blog for me!!!&amp;nbsp; I realize there are still some tweaks but I would like to know what everybody thinks so far!&amp;nbsp; I am trying to think of a giveaway to celebrate, any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-244827712297072151?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/244827712297072151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-look.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/244827712297072151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/244827712297072151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-look.html' title='The new look'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6897908166573645598</id><published>2010-02-03T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:31:03.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Dudes and Diva's Contest!!</title><content type='html'>LD&amp;amp;D is doing another AMAZING giveaway on their forum!!&amp;nbsp; If you click &lt;a href="http://ldandd.forumotion.net/contests-f10/fleurville-pink-bingo-slingtote-giveaway-t778.htm#7417"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; you can be entered to win an awesome Fleurville pink bingo bag!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And please tell Maya that I sent you also!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6897908166573645598?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6897908166573645598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-dudes-and-divas-contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6897908166573645598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6897908166573645598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-dudes-and-divas-contest.html' title='Little Dudes and Diva&apos;s Contest!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5121317687660859613</id><published>2010-02-03T01:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:28:37.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>Smile....you know I have not had very much to smile about lately.&amp;nbsp; My plans for the weekend are most likely ruined because of a massive snow storm.&amp;nbsp; My husband is acting like he could take me or leave me..which hurts more now because he is leaving in under a month.&amp;nbsp; I find a new friend down here to talk to and what not, to find out she is moving this summer.&amp;nbsp; Progress has pretty much come to a halt with other stuff that was being worked on.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what to do...I just want somebody to show me some affection, be nice to me, smile when I'm around.&amp;nbsp; Don't act like I am the worse thing that has happened since the first person got AIDS in America.&amp;nbsp; I know I am not perfect....far from it, but really do I need to be reminded of it all the time?&amp;nbsp; Whatever... all I want is to feel cared about...........by somebody.&amp;nbsp; Hell sometimes I don't really think dh really cares who does it, or if anybody else does it, as long as it gets him off of he hook for 98% of it.&amp;nbsp; Now I could be wrong, but it sure doesn't seem like it.&amp;nbsp; So if anybody is bored and wants to make me smile...it would be very welcome.&amp;nbsp; I would love for the happy me to reappear.&amp;nbsp; Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5121317687660859613?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5121317687660859613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5121317687660859613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5121317687660859613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3930577080861679239</id><published>2010-01-30T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:14:12.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I was a Donut....LMAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok so I found this poem....its SO wrong, but OMGosh is it funny!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="274" style="width: 633px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I          Wish I Was A Donut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I          wish I was a donut&lt;br /&gt;And get eaten every day&lt;br /&gt;To stick on someone's fingers&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I          wish I was a donut&lt;br /&gt;Sugar coated just for fun&lt;br /&gt;Full and round for easy grip&lt;br /&gt;And a hole to put your tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I          wish I was a donut&lt;br /&gt;Long and filled with custard cream&lt;br /&gt;Delicious on the taste buds&lt;br /&gt;A succulent silken dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Copyright;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990099; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Therese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3930577080861679239?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3930577080861679239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/wish-i-was-donutlmao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3930577080861679239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3930577080861679239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/wish-i-was-donutlmao.html' title='Wish I was a Donut....LMAO'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3107664591292033548</id><published>2010-01-29T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:10:42.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh....</title><content type='html'>I need to get away!&amp;nbsp; Away from HR, away from VA....just AWAY!!&amp;nbsp; I want to get in the car, on a plane, train, no bus..ick, a cruise ship, something and just be able to relax and have some fun!&amp;nbsp; No stress, drama, none of that bs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yeah I know its not going to happen....ever, but a girl can dream right?&amp;nbsp; I don't even have to have anything super fancy, just fun and relaxing.&amp;nbsp; Oh well something else to add to the wish list I reckon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3107664591292033548?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3107664591292033548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3107664591292033548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3107664591292033548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3255054145486024624</id><published>2010-01-28T04:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:04:54.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People......</title><content type='html'>I don't like people!&amp;nbsp; Plain and simple, I don't know how much more plain English I can put it I don't like people right now.&amp;nbsp; If one more friggin person that has NO clue even thinks of saying how quickly this deployment will go I will scream!!!&amp;nbsp; I don't give a rats ass how much Josh and I do or don't get along, that is NOT the point.&amp;nbsp; The point is he is leaving behind his family for an extended period of time.&amp;nbsp; Very little communication (which lets admit he is not that great at in the first place), and a toddler that is on his shirt tales.&amp;nbsp; So YOU tell me how quickly it would go by for you??!!!?&amp;nbsp; And DO NOT tell me I married him!!&amp;nbsp; No shit I married him, does that mean I have to like the fact that he is leaving?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Does it mean I should put my daughters cheer outfit on her and get her pom pom's?&amp;nbsp; It does not mean I am not proud, don't stand behind or any of that....no it means I am a normal person that DOESN'T want to hear crap from somebody that really has zero clue what to say, so they say something that makes my blood pressure so high that I almost have a stroke!&amp;nbsp; Then to make matters even worse just because of who you are other people automatically feel obligated to go along with you!! ARGH!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Ok devils advocate ya'll may mean well but really ...just stop...please.&amp;nbsp; If you don't know what to say.&amp;nbsp; Just say something like "Stay safe", "Hurry home", "If you need anything let us know", etc you get the picture right?&amp;nbsp; NEVER say things about how short the time is going to be, or how quick it will pass, or "oh its just that long", something like that.&amp;nbsp; That is just a sure fire way to piss me off.&amp;nbsp; And again because I KNOW some smart ass will read this and go "well as much as ya'll fight the break will do you good"&amp;nbsp; and you know what it just might.&amp;nbsp; But I have a bigger picture to look at, and that involves more then just me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So in this instance if you have never been there done that, or if you have and your one of those "oh I use this time to make blankets for people w/o blankets and so it flys by".&amp;nbsp; Can just bite me ok? :o) Ok well I have gotten it off of my chest so thanks for now....ta ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3255054145486024624?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3255054145486024624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3255054145486024624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3255054145486024624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/people.html' title='People......'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2662848551741263677</id><published>2010-01-25T02:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:52:32.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>I'm not a huge fan of games, I think the reason is because the rules always seem to change for the more popular players.&amp;nbsp; For example I'm playing this "game" right now, I asked about a certain rule this morning and I was given an answer.&amp;nbsp; Another player asked about the SAME rule later this evening, and was given a different answer.&amp;nbsp; Basically what I was told was wrong for me to do is ok for her?&amp;nbsp; I call b.s, and I am about over it to be honest.&amp;nbsp; There are over 50 players in this game, they won't miss me, need me, or anything else.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I love some of the other people playing the game, I really honestly do.&amp;nbsp; But don't give me the oh its ok for her but not you crap.&amp;nbsp; Yes previsions are made...but not different friggin rules!!&amp;nbsp; Anyways whatever seems my life anymore is about me doing what makes everybody else happy.&amp;nbsp; I don't think my happiness matters to anybody.&amp;nbsp; Everybody keeps telling me for me to do what makes me happy, yet when I try all that ends up happening is more stuff that causes me to be unhappy and sad.&amp;nbsp; So PLEASE tell me how to be happy....I'm begging "you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2662848551741263677?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2662848551741263677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/games.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2662848551741263677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2662848551741263677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6741040222087169827</id><published>2010-01-24T04:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T04:17:21.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I thinking....</title><content type='html'>So I have this crazy idea that in a years time I will be able to run a 5k!  I know funny stuff right?  But if I can do it then I'm going to do it at WDW.  And Diem is going to run a 400m dash and maybe a mile.  So when taxes come back I am going to get a Wii fit and do this!  I could really use all the encouragement that I can get so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note the Facebook fan page for Bowman Wanser has been launched, so you should come by and take a look! More pics will be added very soon!  There is also a shoot lined up for this area with a slot or two open if anybody is interested please contact me.  The facebook fan page is &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Bowman-Wanser-Boudoir-Photography/201344504463?ref=ts"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that's about it in the exciting world of me ...still looking for a house, well found two that we love.&amp;nbsp; I hate waiting on a Realtor.&amp;nbsp; They are the worst!! &amp;nbsp; How difficult is it to call a person back?&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I guess that's all...lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6741040222087169827?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6741040222087169827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6741040222087169827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6741040222087169827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-thinking.html' title='What am I thinking....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4816508649061576592</id><published>2010-01-23T02:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:19:50.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that it matters...</title><content type='html'>But I miss being content and feeling at home.  I don't feel at home even in my own house.  I hope that when we move that will change.  I want to start off organized, not just an organized mess.  I want it to feel like a home, not just a place that I live.  So IKEA here I come!!  I want one of those stainless steel trash cans to, you know the ones you don't have to touch, and a real t.v!! A spot for the shoes, not just friggin kicked wth ever they happen to land!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4816508649061576592?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4816508649061576592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-that-it-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4816508649061576592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4816508649061576592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-that-it-matters.html' title='Not that it matters...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3372393226375549995</id><published>2010-01-21T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:03:14.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its cold so I'm giving something away...</title><content type='html'>How about some Starbucks Hot Cocoa??&amp;nbsp; I have a thing of three tins each tin has a diff flavor.&amp;nbsp; What I want to know is what makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?&amp;nbsp; It can be anything!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And yes I mean that!! LOL&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;OH and if your not a PL...PLEASE don't forget to do by favor about two post down!!!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3372393226375549995?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3372393226375549995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-cold-so-im-giving-something-away.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3372393226375549995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3372393226375549995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-cold-so-im-giving-something-away.html' title='Its cold so I&apos;m giving something away...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5726474971668696626</id><published>2010-01-21T04:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T04:27:11.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>So have you ever just had those day(s) that no matter if the person/people mean to or not, a certain few people just irritate the living crap out of you?&amp;nbsp; They don't really do anything wrong....I mean they might but it's nothing really "wrong" or major, but omg you just want to smack the breath out of them! LOL&amp;nbsp; And I'm pretty sure there are at least two people that feel the same way about me right now.&amp;nbsp; Do I care....sure I do. &amp;nbsp; I do anything about it, no so I'm not going to even bother trying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like for example I'm doing this befit thing in the PR, I usually love everybody doing it, now....eh.&amp;nbsp; And there are a few reasons why....first off I'm afraid to post anything or the grammar police might come after me...wtf?&amp;nbsp; Pardon me can you please past the mustard?&amp;nbsp; Why do I&amp;nbsp; NEED to post every single day what I do as long as its up by the end of the week?&amp;nbsp; So that people have more time to be critical of me?&amp;nbsp; Oh look so THAT'S why she is so fat!&amp;nbsp; I realize the people who did this put A LOT of hard work and effort into this,&amp;nbsp; and its prob just me.&amp;nbsp; But I SO wanted this to be fun this time...not make me want to cry..shrug.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have my friend who is not speaking to me because of a misunderstanding...that hurts A LOT, we never talked a lot like we should have but I love her and I want us to speak.&amp;nbsp; Life is to short, so if your reading this....you know who you are please can we love each other again?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the never ending trying to please everybody crap.&amp;nbsp; Oh wait can I say crap? Yep because its MY blog!! &amp;nbsp; I can't believe people have the nerve to get on other peoples pages and whine about what they say! "OMG do you know you mother can see this"....Umm yeah as a matter of fact I do I accepted her friend req moron.&amp;nbsp; But ty for reminding me just in case I forgot.&amp;nbsp; Yeah do I maybe say some things I shouldn't ...sure...but am I an adult that needs to laugh sometimes because my life is not as perfect as yours obviously is?&amp;nbsp; Yes so I'm sorry!&amp;nbsp; But please feel free so send your semi charmed life my way any day ok Mary Poppins?&amp;nbsp; And on that note....don't say you can fully judge somebody looking through only half of a window, either look through all of it or don't look at all, that's kinda like watching a moving through your fingers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;WOW maybe it's been to long since I have blogged or the new bc is just making me even more honest......SCARY! LMAO.....Love ya'll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5726474971668696626?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5726474971668696626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5726474971668696626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5726474971668696626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3252795551636382231</id><published>2010-01-19T22:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:18:10.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do me a favor Please?</title><content type='html'>So my FAVORITE company JJB is having a contest for who can get the most referals between now and Feb15th.&amp;nbsp; We can BOTH win a bag if you just become a fan on facebook, and/or follow them on twitter.&amp;nbsp; Basically read below and take like two min and fill the form out PLEASE.&amp;nbsp; Even if you don't have a baby/kid, it can be a gift!&amp;nbsp; It would mean a lot to me.&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Just following on FB would help A LOT Even if  your a GUY...lol THANK YOU!!!***&lt;br /&gt;P.S-My "name" is&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt; Fyrgrl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if you do this...since is guess it's hard to find..LOL  THANKS again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju-Ju-Be, a company that makes awesome bags and other fun accessories, is having a referral contest! This is a chance for me AND you to earn some cool Ju-Ju-Be prizes, so I’m inviting you to join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter the contest (and count as my referral), I’m asking my friends to do one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Join the Ju-Ju-Be’s Pink Room message boards! &lt;a href="http://www.ju-ju-be.com/PinkRoom/index.php" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.ju-ju-be.com/Pi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;nkRoom/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Become their Facebook fan! &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jujubeintl" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/ju&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;jubeintl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Follow them on Twitter! twitter.com/jujube_inc&lt;br /&gt;- Sign up for their email newsletter! &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ygo27qa" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ygo27qa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than access to up-to-date Ju-Ju-Be news, promotions and product launches, and more?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait! To actually count as my referral after you’ve done one or more of those, YOU HAVE TO GO TO THIS SITE –&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/iheartjjb" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/iheartj&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;jb&lt;/a&gt; — which is the official entry into the contest. My Pink Room name is fyrgrl. You’ll need that for the entry form. That site also gives you a chance to win a bag for yourself as they’re choosing a winner from the new fans, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around Ju-Ju-Be’s site &lt;a href="http://www.ju-ju-be.com/" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.ju-ju-be.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and you’ll see just how great their products are. I’m also happy to tell you all about my favorite print and bag styles and…anything else you wanna know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More contest details on Ju-Ju-Be’s blog! &lt;a href="http://ju-ju-be.com/ju-ju-blog" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;7ef6c7e8ce2a0574b6a260d9c71dc045&amp;quot;, event)" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://ju-ju-be.com/ju-ju-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3252795551636382231?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3252795551636382231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-me-favor-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3252795551636382231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3252795551636382231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-me-favor-please.html' title='Do me a favor Please?'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8226949354860538067</id><published>2010-01-16T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:17:26.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to do....</title><content type='html'>Hi...so I have decided I need some excitment.&amp;nbsp; I want to gt in the car and just drive, see where I end up...but I'm a bit chicken...not because of me but to do it alone with Diem.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I can convince a friend or two to go on this adventure with me.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be gone for lone just a day or so.&amp;nbsp; Just enough to get a break from reality you&amp;nbsp; know?&amp;nbsp; Have fun let my hair down say..ahhhh.&amp;nbsp; No he said she said b.s nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I got new glasses today, I didn't realize how bad my old ones were.&amp;nbsp; My contacts should be here soon.&amp;nbsp; I know that nobody really cares, but well whatever...lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I miss work...I know nobody really misses me, but I miss it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8226949354860538067?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8226949354860538067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-to-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8226949354860538067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8226949354860538067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-to-do.html' title='Something to do....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8429276732656881411</id><published>2010-01-15T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:28:20.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't change</title><content type='html'>A word to the wise........if you do something that somebody else doesn't like and they ask you to change it.&amp;nbsp; Only change it if YOU really want to.&amp;nbsp; Because most likely if you do or not it really won't make a difference anyway.&amp;nbsp; They will still treat you the same, still have the same standards, and so in the long run it really won't make a difference.&amp;nbsp; People will keep acting how they want, you will continue to hurt, and the same person will care............nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8429276732656881411?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8429276732656881411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8429276732656881411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8429276732656881411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-change.html' title='Don&apos;t change'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8185800444527269090</id><published>2010-01-15T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:02:32.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>I found this poem online tonight, and it just fits.&amp;nbsp; Not verbatim of course, but pretty damn close.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;  by Dawn D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wanting,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; lusting,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; to be held,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; to feel warmth,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; to feel your beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; heartless winds.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Falling into invisible arms;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; into an abyss of love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wishing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; hoping,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; that my desires will be filled;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; my desires of loving warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wanting to be held,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; comforted,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; loved.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Dreaming of passionate embraces,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; of tender kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; loving words,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; romantic nights.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Waiting for undying love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8185800444527269090?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8185800444527269090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8185800444527269090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8185800444527269090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6620029152629698018</id><published>2010-01-12T23:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:51:25.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Susan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I got this off of FACE BOOK from one of my best friends Susan.&amp;nbsp; I think it's great!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib, not from his feet to be walked on, not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal! Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;People should read it and pay attention....all over this great country.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6620029152629698018?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6620029152629698018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks-susan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6620029152629698018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6620029152629698018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks-susan.html' title='Thanks Susan....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8179403366641683438</id><published>2010-01-11T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:23:32.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why...</title><content type='html'>Why speak....does anybody really hear you?&amp;nbsp; And if they do are they listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why breath..&amp;nbsp; If you stop is anybody going to notice?&amp;nbsp; And if they do are they are they going to help you start breathing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cry... do the tears really accomplish anything?&amp;nbsp; I just get a headache, yet I can't help but cry sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why love....are you ever really loved back?&amp;nbsp; Actions speak louder then words.&amp;nbsp; Most times all that gets heard anymore is a bunch of loud words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make a promise......do you really want to do it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or are you just trying to shut up the person that asked the question?&amp;nbsp; Are you really listening when you answer in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no affection....is there no love?&amp;nbsp; Do you just not care....does anybody care.&amp;nbsp; Prob not. &amp;nbsp; I'm prob wrong ........again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you not realize that if you don't show me you love me....one day somebody else might show me attention.&amp;nbsp; But then I will be the wrong one.&amp;nbsp; But deep down will that make you happy?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everybody put everything on MY shoulders?&amp;nbsp; I have to say hi...I have to be the bigger person....I have to say sorry....I have to shut up....I have to do whatever...ME!!!&amp;nbsp; Why?!&amp;nbsp; Whats wrong with everybody else?&amp;nbsp; Why are "you" so much better then I am?&amp;nbsp; Just wondering....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8179403366641683438?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8179403366641683438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8179403366641683438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8179403366641683438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/why.html' title='Why...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5024455287281520591</id><published>2010-01-09T17:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:39:47.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few  observations....</title><content type='html'>People really need to thank each other more for the small things, like holding the door open at the store, letting you over in traffic, bringing you a drink just because you noticed theirs was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi...just because.&amp;nbsp; It won't hurt it wont take long.&amp;nbsp; Who cares if you live with the person, if you see them once a week, once a year, or if you just wish you could see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get all pissy when somebody calls you out on something you know you are/were wrong on, and start pointing out every little fault in them.&amp;nbsp; Just because they called you out, and made you have to see that your not 10ft tall and bullet proof doesn't mean that...#1 they are perfect, #2 you have to try to make them feel like crap just to make yourself feel better, #3 you have to be an ass.&amp;nbsp; Accept that you just might be wrong for once admit it or whatever and move on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this one goes for a lot of people around my generation....just because you grew up a certain way, doesn't necessarily mean you have to act that way.&amp;nbsp; Not saying you can't take some things from your past, but common step by step...really?&amp;nbsp; Then we would still have slavery and segregated schools people.&amp;nbsp; Show compassion, hug, communicate, don't cook, drive, get a dishwasher, have sex other then to make babies, women play cards and men cook, go fight that fire, yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;"You get more Flys with Honey then Vinegar " people ...so (at least for me) rude, bossy, commanding, you know all things along those lines.&amp;nbsp; The only thing your going to do is make whatever the problem is worse.&amp;nbsp; A lot worse.&amp;nbsp; Because that just then well I just have to do things my way ...x alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;Next is something I know we all have to some extent, but it just seems some people are a lot worse then others....double standards.&amp;nbsp; Why..what do they accomplish?&amp;nbsp; .......so just stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;All we need is love....sex....hugs...kisses....nibbling....pawing....hair pulling....whatever...just stop the crap! *SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5024455287281520591?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5024455287281520591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-observations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5024455287281520591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5024455287281520591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-observations.html' title='A few  observations....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7904897543218885458</id><published>2010-01-08T22:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:21:04.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Field trip and some wants....</title><content type='html'>So I was talking to a friend today about getting away, nothing major but just some friends having fun.&amp;nbsp; I so need that, I need to get away from the drama that is me sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I want to let my hair down, and have fun... not worry about what I say or who may be judging what I say because they love me for ME.&amp;nbsp; I want to go to a club, not to get drunk and show my ass, but to have fun.&amp;nbsp; I want to go to a play, a battle of the bands,&amp;nbsp; shopping, dinner theater, take Diem rollerskating, and I want to snuggle not for long just a little bit. Oh well I guess we all want.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7904897543218885458?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7904897543218885458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-away-and-some-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7904897543218885458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7904897543218885458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-away-and-some-wants.html' title='Field trip and some wants....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7947438765232439190</id><published>2010-01-08T21:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:59:19.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new study materals....</title><content type='html'>So that I can become a more "seen" wife....&amp;nbsp; you can actually read the entire thing yourself&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.j-walk.com/other/goodwife/images/goodwifeguide.gif"&gt;HERE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda entertaining! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t22/reflections989/GuidetoGoodWife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff288/forwardmarch/JPEGs/goodwifeguide.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.j-walk.com/other/goodwife/images/goodwifeguide.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="411" src="http://www.j-walk.com/other/goodwife/images/goodwifeguide.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7947438765232439190?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7947438765232439190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-study-materals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7947438765232439190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7947438765232439190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-study-materals.html' title='My new study materals....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4254663326205709908</id><published>2010-01-07T23:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:37:23.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just gotta giggle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I just needed to giggle....and some of these you may not find funny, but I do.&amp;nbsp; All the better if you do to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i793.photobucket.com/albums/yy211/delicategold/Motivational%20Posters/dirty-mind-demotivational-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i793.photobucket.com/albums/yy211/delicategold/Motivational%20Posters/dirty-mind-demotivational-poster.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/motivationalposter111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/wonder_lick_NunchucksMP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/wonder_lick_NunchucksMP.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i594.photobucket.com/albums/tt27/IllicoPresto/Motivational/StupidPeople.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i594.photobucket.com/albums/tt27/IllicoPresto/Motivational/StupidPeople.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we ALL know somebody that would try to drink from the urinal and that needs to eat some soup!!!! LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee148/summer_chicka2/qoutes-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt322/LeahMaeSaunders/olololooloolo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt322/LeahMaeSaunders/olololooloolo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1262921978741"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1262921978742"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4254663326205709908?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4254663326205709908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-gotta-giggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4254663326205709908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4254663326205709908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-gotta-giggle.html' title='Just gotta giggle...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i793.photobucket.com/albums/yy211/delicategold/Motivational%20Posters/th_dirty-mind-demotivational-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-437278406657853514</id><published>2010-01-07T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:01:32.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G-L-O-C-K and a toddler....</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;So I Diem is starting to spell out almost everything that she see's.&amp;nbsp; This morning she see's my gun case on the shelf, so she spells out G-L-O-C-K!&amp;nbsp; So I say ..yes honey that says "Glock" she then proceeds to say g.l.o.c.k ..glock for at LEAST an hour.&amp;nbsp; I must admit though I was proud...LOL .&amp;nbsp; I want to be that "bad" mom that gets her, her first "gun"(b.b gun) when she is like 5 and take her out shooting.&amp;nbsp; Then move her up to a rifle not long after, get her a cute pink one.&amp;nbsp; Let her go out hunting with her Uncle and to the range with her father or whoever she wants to go with.&amp;nbsp; I don't want her being scared, I want her to know gun safety.&amp;nbsp; They will be locked up at home...duh.&amp;nbsp; But she can spell Glock at 2 she can shoot one at 10...haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and people don't assume, I love it when people assume that when you say something negative its about them.&amp;nbsp; Just because the most of things are does not mean EVERYTHING is.&amp;nbsp; In your own words "the world does not revolve around _____" .&amp;nbsp; Not trying to be negative, just saying stop the double standards.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-437278406657853514?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/437278406657853514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/g-l-o-c-k-and-toddler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/437278406657853514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/437278406657853514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/g-l-o-c-k-and-toddler.html' title='G-L-O-C-K and a toddler....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7062121766832382840</id><published>2010-01-05T20:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:27:25.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for somebody....LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rn041uWncU&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=E37967BE3116878B&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=32"&gt;The viedo here!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jared.keys?ref=ts#/pages/Jaron-and-The-Long-Road-to-Love/81709866956?ref=ts"&gt;Their facebook page is here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #ffd966; font-weight: normal;"&gt;This song just makes you laugh!!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #ffd966; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray for You" by Jaron and The Long Road to Love - LYRICS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t been in church since&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember when&lt;br /&gt;Things were going great&lt;br /&gt;Til they fell apart again&lt;br /&gt;So I listened to the preacher&lt;br /&gt;As he told me what to do&lt;br /&gt;Said you can’t go hating othes&lt;br /&gt;who done wrong to you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get angry&lt;br /&gt;But we must not condemn&lt;br /&gt;Let the good Lord do his job&lt;br /&gt;And you just pray for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray your brakes go out&lt;br /&gt;Running down a hill&lt;br /&gt;I pray and flower pot falls&lt;br /&gt;From a window sill&lt;br /&gt;And knocks you in the head like I’d like to&lt;br /&gt;I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls&lt;br /&gt;I pray your flying high when your engine stalls&lt;br /&gt;I pray all your dreams never come true&lt;br /&gt;Just know wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I pray for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really glad I found my way to church&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m already feeling better and I thank God for the words&lt;br /&gt;So I’m gonna take the high road&lt;br /&gt;And do what the preacher told me to do&lt;br /&gt;You keep messing up &lt;br /&gt;And I’ll keep praying for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray your tire blows out at 110&lt;br /&gt;I pray you pass out with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;And wake up with his and her tattoos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, near or far, in your house or in your car&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are honey, I pray for you.      &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7062121766832382840?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7062121766832382840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-this-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7062121766832382840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7062121766832382840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-this-song.html' title='Pray for somebody....LOL'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8092771552132187558</id><published>2010-01-04T20:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:03:09.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Care....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm202/mxlife283/yellow_ribbon.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm202/mxlife283/yellow_ribbon.gif" width="97" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY????&amp;nbsp; YA'LL WIN!!&amp;nbsp; Now everybody should be happy......but me of course.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But hey...who cares, majority rules right?&lt;br /&gt;To those that offered to send Josh things...you can or can't now...that's up to you.&amp;nbsp; But thank you for being kind enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;I do have a question, yall know that book from that NCIS episode, what was it?&amp;nbsp; The Good wives manual or something like that?&amp;nbsp; You know the one that the Priest made the women that kept locked in the dudgeon type environments study? How do I get my hands on a copy of that?&amp;nbsp; Since apparently I need it, and that's the decade were all living in.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a child....don't treat me like one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8092771552132187558?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8092771552132187558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/care.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8092771552132187558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8092771552132187558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/care.html' title='Care....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7343099705765703854</id><published>2010-01-03T22:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:44:32.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c105/IrisX65/Go_Away.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c105/IrisX65/Go_Away.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go...2010 I don't like you so far so can you just go away please?&amp;nbsp; People were nicer to me in 2009, people tried in 2009.&amp;nbsp; People wanted (or at least pretended) the right thing in 2009.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I spent 45min making dinner for nothing.&amp;nbsp; My child gets fussed at for nothing.&amp;nbsp; What ever happened to pick your battles?&amp;nbsp; I mean really what harm is a 2y/o going to do to a sleeping bag?&amp;nbsp; I think some people just like to be mean at least once a week, like they can't function if they arn't.&amp;nbsp; I turned down something I wanted for them, they don't know it....doubt they will care.&amp;nbsp; I just want to be held,&amp;nbsp; I want a hug, I want to snuggle.&amp;nbsp; Will I ever know what feeling again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7343099705765703854?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7343099705765703854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/want.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7343099705765703854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7343099705765703854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/want.html' title='Want...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5620995075827991090</id><published>2010-01-02T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:15:23.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still up...</title><content type='html'>So my Christmas decorations are still up...not that I had a lot to begin with, but alas they are still up.&amp;nbsp; Not because I'm to lazy to take them down, but because I know as soon as they come down the bit of bliss that came with the Holidays will be gone.&amp;nbsp; Then the reality of 2010 will begin to set in.&amp;nbsp; So many things some good some..eh.&amp;nbsp; Dh deploys at some point..obviously not good.&amp;nbsp; I get to move out of this house that was great for all of about the first six months we lived here.&amp;nbsp; The neighborhood is wonderful, but this house is just not functional.&amp;nbsp; But well I get to move alone, with a 2y/o.&amp;nbsp; So you can see the good and bad in that of course.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I'm thankful for the roof over my head and not&amp;nbsp; living in the hood like we did for a second there.&amp;nbsp; But ya'll know what I mean.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, it looks like 2010 will be the year of mixed emotions for me....LOL.&amp;nbsp; I just hope I can smile more this year then I did last year....that is my goal.&amp;nbsp; I just might have to enlist the help of a few of ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5620995075827991090?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5620995075827991090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5620995075827991090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5620995075827991090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-up.html' title='Still up...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2739806191280530721</id><published>2009-12-31T23:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:07:08.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i612.photobucket.com/albums/tt209/msparrie/new%20year/Happy_New_Year_2010_by_Del11boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i612.photobucket.com/albums/tt209/msparrie/new%20year/Happy_New_Year_2010_by_Del11boy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all of my friends, family and "family".&amp;nbsp; This year has been full of challenges, trials, and just ups and downs in general.&amp;nbsp; Heck just yesterday two of my friends/coworkers could have been very easily taken away from us, because of a senseless act of violence.&amp;nbsp; I would like to say thank you to all of the men and women that protect us every day.&amp;nbsp; The dispatchers, law enforcement, fire/ems, military, and hospital staff (somebody has to take care of everybody right?....LOL).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Much love to everybody!&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to see what 2010 brings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2739806191280530721?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2739806191280530721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2739806191280530721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2739806191280530721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i612.photobucket.com/albums/tt209/msparrie/new%20year/th_Happy_New_Year_2010_by_Del11boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-584986317242706</id><published>2009-12-29T21:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:59:18.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>So I want to know your favorite movie quotes and why!!&amp;nbsp; The winner will be chosen via random.org in about two weeks and then they will get an awesome bow holder made by Frances!&amp;nbsp; You can pick your colors, but here are pics of one she has done already!&amp;nbsp; I know its hard to pick your favorite movie quote, but for example today I couldn't think of a single one!!!&amp;nbsp; So I had to use my call a friend...LOL and they gave me "It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds" from Tombstone.&amp;nbsp; Then as I got to thinking about it...it REALLY applies to somebody in my life! HAHAHA&amp;nbsp; then as I'm typing my other favorite quote is "Call the PO PO HO" ~Madea of course!&amp;nbsp; Now for the details ...this contest is going to run about two weeks and I will add pics of Diems when it gets here!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Moms and Dads and Thanks Frances for making one!&amp;nbsp; P.S-If its not obvious who you are please include it or pm me on f.b, or something letting me know!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss303/wolfsbella/IMG_6311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss303/wolfsbella/IMG_6311.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss303/wolfsbella/IMG_6310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss303/wolfsbella/IMG_6310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-584986317242706?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/584986317242706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/584986317242706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/584986317242706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-giveaway.html' title='New Years Giveaway!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6220680285043793437</id><published>2009-12-27T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:35:28.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I REALLY wonder about people sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Like really....I would LOVE to be inside of people's heads sometimes!!&amp;nbsp; For example my friends house was broken into over Christmas by a "friend" of the family!!!&amp;nbsp; I mean really??!!?&amp;nbsp; Why would you take toys from children?&amp;nbsp; I don't care if you THINK they can afford more or not does not make it yours now does it? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Then there is that one "special" person that you just can't make yourself like no matter how hard you try and then as soon as I get in my head I'm going to give this person a chance, they go and do something yet again to remind me why I feel how I do about them (and yeah if your reading I know you feel the same about me so....).&amp;nbsp; You know it's sad that we can't all just get the bleep along.&amp;nbsp; Oh well at least some of us are family.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors have been partying for the last two&amp;nbsp; nights until almost 5 in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Now I will admit a slight bit of me is jealous, that I am not doing things like that anymore...LOL.&amp;nbsp; But even back in the day when we were....we would never be loud and rude!&amp;nbsp; Again I wonder about people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I'm adding more....why does 75% of what I say get taken the wrong way???!!!!???&amp;nbsp; Esp to a certain group of people?&amp;nbsp; I already hardly talk to them as it is (and I DON'T LIKE THAT)......maybe I just need to stop talking to them at all unless necessary?&amp;nbsp; And that makes me sad.....VERY.&amp;nbsp; I'm so SICK of being sad!!&amp;nbsp; I'm also sad to know that my child and my niece are basically out of sight...out of mind.&amp;nbsp; Now this MAY not be true and I pray it's not because I THOUGHT the relationship between the person that I THINK feels this way and I was getting better.&amp;nbsp; But then again....I have been wrong about a lot of things when it comes to people in my "family" giving to shits about me and my feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't people just be considerate of others, quit having double standards, and treat others as they wish to be treated?&amp;nbsp; Yeah we all have our days...but you all know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6220680285043793437?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6220680285043793437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-wonder-about-people-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6220680285043793437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6220680285043793437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-wonder-about-people-sometimes.html' title='I REALLY wonder about people sometimes...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-597922241138599256</id><published>2009-12-26T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:14:07.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas....</title><content type='html'>Christmas with a two year old was interesting.&amp;nbsp; She had a blast opening her gifts and she had/has ocd when it comes to wrapping paper.&amp;nbsp; ALL off the paper had to be off of the gift before she would look at it or move on...LOL.&amp;nbsp; My parents, brother, his girlfriend, and her father came over.&amp;nbsp; So over all two different dinners were made, and Josh made two pies.&amp;nbsp; Diem got enough toys to hold her over, but her favorite by far are her trampoline and her tool box.&amp;nbsp; Sorry so short, but I have a lot on my mind ....not much to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-597922241138599256?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/597922241138599256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/597922241138599256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/597922241138599256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4078820910461362009</id><published>2009-12-24T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:44:44.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>This is the first time in a few years I have not worked or at least vol to work.&amp;nbsp; There is a lot of me that misses the aspects of working during a holiday like Christmas(eve).&amp;nbsp; At the same time there are plenty of things I don't miss about it.&amp;nbsp; I don't miss the sad things that seem to increase during the holiday season, the domestics, shopliftings, suicides, abuse, things like that.&amp;nbsp; They always go up during the holiday season, I wonder if it's because people just need to open up and talk or what but it's sad.&amp;nbsp; I have been there in my personal life and through work and it takes a strong person to help those in "need".&lt;br /&gt;So I would personaly like to say thank you to those working during the Holidays...Dispatchers, Fire/Rescue, Law Enforcement, Hospital Staff, and Military (of course any others I may have missed).&amp;nbsp; I know we have all pulled the holiday shifts, handled the crappy calls, and missed our families.&amp;nbsp; And I also know that even tough we say we love our jobs (because face it most of us do :) ).&amp;nbsp; It's still nice to hear Thank You sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4078820910461362009?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4078820910461362009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4078820910461362009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4078820910461362009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-eve.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Eve'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5106873945311180052</id><published>2009-12-22T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:42:38.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wanted to just shake somebody? LOL&amp;nbsp; No really...like I am a member of this AWESOME "group" of ladies/board right?&amp;nbsp; But just like any other large gathering of women after a while I start to remember why I prefer most of my friends to be men.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I totally adore 98.5% of these women, but it's the little things.&amp;nbsp; Like the ones that weigh 100lbs soaking wet being worried about what they are going to look like come bathing suit season...I mean really???&amp;nbsp; Why the hell are you worried about it, your going to have somebody like me to always make you look 100x better, so don't even worry about it sweetie ok? LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Or the ones that always have the perfect husbands and the perfect homes with the perfect kids, well can you PLEASE tell me where to sign up for your perfect life?&amp;nbsp; I'm happy that your husband send you two dozen roses just because he loves you...no really I am, and he cooks you dinner every night, and he cleans, and he gives the kids baths, and puts them to bed, and etc.&amp;nbsp; Do I want all that no, and yes I'm being honest....do I want some of that hell yeah I do.&amp;nbsp; Do I want to feel pretty...Hell yeah, Do I want to feel like somebody adores me hell yeah, do I not want to feel like a beached whale..of course, do I want to feel like somebody wants to talk to me instead of me bothering them, like 99% of the people in my life...it would be a nice change.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Will any of these things happen?&amp;nbsp; Prob not but whatever at least I have put my feelings out there, I feel a little better for that.&amp;nbsp; You know people keep saying "you rock" to me....but I don't really understand why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5106873945311180052?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5106873945311180052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5106873945311180052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5106873945311180052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3339955304754535695</id><published>2009-12-20T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:13:50.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the snow and being snowed...</title><content type='html'>Well we made it home, Diem LOVES the snow.&amp;nbsp; Took forever to get up here because people are stupid and can't drive..but whatever.&amp;nbsp; My daughter was happy, so that made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Got some "news" when I got up here that has irritated me a bit.&amp;nbsp; I think I am going to be rethinking my friends, family,&amp;nbsp; etc VERY carefully!!&amp;nbsp; You would think the fact that I have "family" I can't trust as far as I can throw that doesn't even live near me would be bad enough right??&amp;nbsp; Nope...now I have to worry about my "friends" to??&amp;nbsp; That's ok because I'm going to start cutting people off QUICK.&amp;nbsp; So run back and tell people that ok???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3339955304754535695?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3339955304754535695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/playing-in-snow-and-being-snowed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3339955304754535695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3339955304754535695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/playing-in-snow-and-being-snowed.html' title='Playing in the snow and being snowed...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6802869208952916001</id><published>2009-12-17T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:01:42.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter to win Perky JJB Be Spicy</title><content type='html'>We ALL know how awesome JJB is!!&amp;nbsp; They are giving us one more day of awesomeness AND made another donation to Susan G. Komen&amp;nbsp; for breast cancer research!!!&amp;nbsp; So go &lt;a href="http://ju-ju-be.com/ju-ju-blog/?p=569&amp;amp;cpage=1#comment-3191"&gt;RIGHT HERE&lt;/a&gt; to enter!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6802869208952916001?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6802869208952916001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/enter-to-win-perky-jjb-be-spicy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6802869208952916001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6802869208952916001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/enter-to-win-perky-jjb-be-spicy.html' title='Enter to win Perky JJB Be Spicy'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-197537401679134953</id><published>2009-12-17T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:38:35.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My child...</title><content type='html'>Well its offical, I think Diem has a "thing" with holidays...LOL .&amp;nbsp; Last year she had a broken leg for Christmas and this year she sprains her thumb.&amp;nbsp; Of course its no big deal, but I really think that the poor child has a thing with the holidays...lol.&amp;nbsp; So I'm wondering what next year will have in store...haha.&amp;nbsp; When I told the Dr at CHKD about it she just had to laugh because Diem was to busy txt'ing yes...you read that right to pay attention to her to get examined.&amp;nbsp; Only my child.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a bit irked/hurt by a certain "family" member and their lack of acting like it this holiday.&amp;nbsp; But whatever I don't really care for her and she feels the same so.&amp;nbsp; That's that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-197537401679134953?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/197537401679134953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/197537401679134953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/197537401679134953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-child.html' title='My child...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2330436744340139222</id><published>2009-12-15T16:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:42:51.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey DAD'S!!!</title><content type='html'>Enter today to win a JJB of your own!!!&amp;nbsp; And it looks nothing like a "diaper bag" so it can serve multiple purposes!!!&amp;nbsp; So don't wait go .....NOW...LOL!&amp;nbsp; Just click here ----&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://ju-ju-be.com/ju-ju-blog/?p=548&amp;amp;cpage=3#comment-2736"&gt;JJB DAD BAG&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw this is for TODAY ONLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2330436744340139222?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2330436744340139222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-dads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2330436744340139222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2330436744340139222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-dads.html' title='Hey DAD&apos;S!!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6207540147146881064</id><published>2009-12-14T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:29:22.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A different kind of not "me" Monday</title><content type='html'>This Monday is going to not be about "me" at all.&amp;nbsp; Instead I would like to talk about a "friend" of mine.&amp;nbsp; The ONLY reason I put the word friend in quotes is because I have never met Vanessa in real life, I know her through the PR.&amp;nbsp; But from what I know of her she is a wonderful, caring, loving woman that would do anything for anybody.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for the opportunity to be able to call her a friend.&amp;nbsp; Matter of fact she has no clue that I am typing this.&amp;nbsp; So Vanessa I really hope that you don't mind, and if you do please tell me and I will take it down ok?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am writting about Vanessa on not me Monday is because some things are just NOT fair for her and her family right now.&amp;nbsp; That being said I realize they are firm believers in God and that they know he has a plan for them.&amp;nbsp; But still I would like for their story to go out to a few more ears, just in case you know somebody that might be able to help them ok?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;They would love nothing more then to adopt a baby...yes they have been blessed with two children, but they would still love to give a child that needs a loving home one also.&amp;nbsp; I took this "It's not fair" blurb from Vanessa's blog.&amp;nbsp; Why because it's NOT her Monday!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://onourhearts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ot.html"&gt;It's Not Fair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;Today I'm feeling melancholy concerning our adoption. I am so very happy when I hear that others have been able to adopt, yet it is my human nature to automatically feel a little down for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that money talks &lt;br /&gt;*that we don't have the funds to automatically say yes to any situation&lt;br /&gt;*that we aren't as "marketable" because we already have a little babe at homw.&lt;br /&gt;*that we have it so strongly on our hearts to adopt, yet nothing has happened&lt;br /&gt;*that we have been waiting a year and a half now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the back on my mind, I know that God has the perfect plan and the perfect child waiting just for us. But today, I just want to scream, cry and shout that it is not fair!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about your blog, Vanessa for the last few days.&amp;nbsp; Everybody there is a link back to her blog over to the left.&amp;nbsp; Please if you believe in prayer to so, if not keep them in your thoughts.&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6207540147146881064?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6207540147146881064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/different-kind-of-not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6207540147146881064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6207540147146881064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/different-kind-of-not-me-monday.html' title='A different kind of not &quot;me&quot; Monday'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6877507658633252868</id><published>2009-12-14T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:54:27.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter to Win JU JU BE SETS!!!</title><content type='html'>They are awesome!!!&amp;nbsp; And if you follow this link &lt;a href="http://ju-ju-be.com/ju-ju-blog/?p=540&amp;amp;cpage=4#comment-2507"&gt;JJB Be Sets&lt;/a&gt; TODAY only!!&amp;nbsp; You can have the chance to win some for yourself!!&amp;nbsp; Ya'll know how much I LOVE my JJB!!&amp;nbsp; So why not take the opportunity to find out why??&amp;nbsp; Go...now!!!&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6877507658633252868?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6877507658633252868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/enter-to-win-ju-ju-be-sets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6877507658633252868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6877507658633252868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/enter-to-win-ju-ju-be-sets.html' title='Enter to Win JU JU BE SETS!!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3382560191804065286</id><published>2009-12-13T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:40:09.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>So I decided that I (along with a friend or two) am going to get some boudoir pictures done by my friend who's link is to the left.&amp;nbsp; I will post a link to his face book fan page as soon as its finished.&amp;nbsp; I'm super excited... nothing to "bad" but nothing to "good" either.&amp;nbsp; Heck if they were good what would be the point right? LMAO&amp;nbsp; So if anybody is interested in joining me OR getting them done let me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided that Christmas is coming very quickly (when it comes to decorating), maybe its because my house is just to little house and to much us!&amp;nbsp; I really don't know where to start and I am about to say forget it, because almost no matter what it's going to look like blah ya know? Lol&lt;br /&gt;Diem&amp;nbsp; has decided that she is a Magic Elf (Backyardigan) and well that's just what she is...and she will be one until she decides otherwise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Night ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3382560191804065286?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3382560191804065286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3382560191804065286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3382560191804065286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2149339109982669431</id><published>2009-12-10T22:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:35:02.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Reviews</title><content type='html'>If you are reviewing a product please post it here...THANKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2149339109982669431?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2149339109982669431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/product-reviews.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2149339109982669431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2149339109982669431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/product-reviews.html' title='Product Reviews'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-1675443996390866086</id><published>2009-12-09T17:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:38:20.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you and a Giveaway.....</title><content type='html'>So the mail man came today and I get a box from Canada, mind you I am NOT expecting a package from anybody in CAN.&amp;nbsp; Several weeks ago I mentioned in the PR that I would like to get Diem a pair of Kai Lan tennis shoes off of Ebay but they were expensive.&amp;nbsp; Well a girl Tiffany from in there sent Diem two pair just out of the blue!&amp;nbsp; It warms my heart to know there are sweet, loving, warm, caring people out there.&amp;nbsp; She does not know me irl, we only know each other form the PR and she has NO reason to do something this sweet for "us", but she did.&amp;nbsp; We have family that is not even this nice to us (Diem and I).&amp;nbsp; I feel truly blessed and grateful to have the FRIENDS that I do.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure plenty of "my" family is talking crap behind my back (even though it would be nice if they would just say it to my face).&amp;nbsp; Anyways enough about that...again thank you Tiffany and thank you to all of my friends that have spoiled Diem rotten this Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Well heck who always do! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Now onto my giveaway!!! WOOHOO&amp;nbsp; Mrs. Jennie over at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/profile.php?id=100000259772907&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Jennies Bow's&lt;/a&gt; is going to let one lucky mamma or daddy pick a bow of a choice for her little one!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So what I would like for you to do is tell me what you love the most about this time of year!&amp;nbsp; Thanks mammas and daddys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-1675443996390866086?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1675443996390866086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-and-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1675443996390866086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1675443996390866086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-and-giveaway.html' title='Thank you and a Giveaway.....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3583633357002199276</id><published>2009-12-07T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:10:39.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>I am not extremly sad that I don't have a Christmas party to go to this&amp;nbsp; year.....still.&amp;nbsp; Nope not me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not sometimes day dream about some magical life, then wonder how I ended up....me.&amp;nbsp; Nope not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get BEYOND sick and tired of people telling me to cheer up.&amp;nbsp; The don't know what's going through my mind or how I feel.&amp;nbsp; I don't just want to smack those people.&amp;nbsp; Nope not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't sometimes wonder if my friends are full of crap when they tell me what they do half of the time, because I really don't think they mean a 1/3 of what they say deep down.&amp;nbsp; No not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts my feelings to think that though, because I want to believe my friends and that they say.&amp;nbsp; And I would like to think they meant what they said....Yep me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not jealous of people that can just let stuff roll off of their back without a care in the world.&amp;nbsp; They don't care if people break their word, screw them over, or hurt their feelings.&amp;nbsp; They just go "oh well" and move on.&amp;nbsp; Why can't I be like that?&amp;nbsp; Because that is ....Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish they had a auto friend ..you know it would be kinda like the wake up call at a hotel.&amp;nbsp; You program it when you get you phone to txt you everyday with "hello, i hope you have a good day".&amp;nbsp; No not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish I&amp;nbsp; could go back about 7yrs and change a FEW things and then come back to now...No not me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3583633357002199276?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3583633357002199276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday_07.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3583633357002199276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3583633357002199276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday_07.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-1836362641912638866</id><published>2009-12-06T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T03:00:54.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemons</title><content type='html'>Why do people always say "When life hands you lemons make lemonade"?&amp;nbsp; What if you don't have any dang sugar??&amp;nbsp; Or you try your best to make lemonade but somebody keeps coming along and either taking one of your lemons or some of your sugar?&amp;nbsp; What I guess I'm trying to get at is, things are not always as they seem.&amp;nbsp; When your on the outside looking in, you don't always have the full picture.&amp;nbsp; Especially if your looking with a biased point of view.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;And whats up with the curve balls?&amp;nbsp; I know we all get them, but dang!&amp;nbsp; I just wish that people were able to see how they way they treat you really hurts sometimes, even if they don't mean to treat you that way.&amp;nbsp; Being mean goes way beyond anything physical.&amp;nbsp; I don't like being stuck between a rock and a hard place.&amp;nbsp; ....just food for thought, and that goes for everybody in my life.&amp;nbsp; Then again sometimes I do because that's the most comfortable place I have to be.&amp;nbsp; So I guess people need to start making decisions on how they are going to treat me, and if they are going to stop taking me for granted or not.&amp;nbsp; Yo no se.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-1836362641912638866?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1836362641912638866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/lemons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1836362641912638866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1836362641912638866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/lemons.html' title='Lemons'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8168727116153513500</id><published>2009-12-05T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T02:22:01.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted...</title><content type='html'>I don't know what my deal is,&amp;nbsp; I know its not just me because I was talking to a girlfriend of mine and she said she felt the exact same way.&amp;nbsp; We just want to be ...wanted.&amp;nbsp; People (guys) don't realize how nice of a feeling it is to get that random txt just to say "hi", or that random email.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; I don't know, is it because they could care less if they get them or not, do they not have feelings, not have hearts, is all the blood in their penis so they can't manage the thought to do something as small/sweet as mentioned above?&amp;nbsp; All I know is I would just about give my left boob to feel wanted by somebody again.&amp;nbsp; And the key word here people is FEEL.&amp;nbsp; I don't give a rat's ass what you tell me, actions speak SO much louder then words.&amp;nbsp; Everything works both ways YOU can txt, call, email, tweet, me just ask easy as I can you.&amp;nbsp; And disclaimer when I say "I" and "you"...I'm not necessarily&amp;nbsp; talking about me and dh I'm talking for all men and women, husbands/wives, bf/gf, friends w/ benni's, friends, whatever you might be.&amp;nbsp; Just know that people like to feel wanted, it makes them feel like the matter to somebody.&amp;nbsp; And sometimes you never know when that person is feeling like they matter to absolutely nobody and you might have just made their day.&lt;br /&gt;Now to touch on rudeness for a second.&amp;nbsp; Just because you have done something nice for me, doesn't mean you can be rude to me for the rest of the evening!!&amp;nbsp; It's not a friggin get it&amp;nbsp; out of&amp;nbsp; your system ticket!........Just sayin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8168727116153513500?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8168727116153513500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8168727116153513500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8168727116153513500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanted.html' title='Wanted...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5973207285312189919</id><published>2009-12-03T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:02:29.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days of Christmas giveaway...</title><content type='html'>So this time of year is when everybody makes cookies to give away to their friends etc.&amp;nbsp; I have a little "kit" with cookie cutters and a rolling pin (honestly not sure how long it will last...lol).&amp;nbsp; But this is pretty much for kiddos to have fun with.&amp;nbsp; If you would like it let me know why you like cooking with your kids OR cooking for others!&amp;nbsp; So I don't have 12 things to giveaway but it would sound stupid to say X number of things so I'm randomly giving things away this month!&amp;nbsp; Keep your peepers open!! LOVE YA~&lt;br /&gt;BTW this one ends on SUNDAY OR MONDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5973207285312189919?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5973207285312189919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/12-days-of-christmas-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5973207285312189919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5973207285312189919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/12-days-of-christmas-giveaway.html' title='12 days of Christmas giveaway...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7373693164853263067</id><published>2009-12-02T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:57:38.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waldorf Dolls and JJB's oh my!!!</title><content type='html'>So there are two material things I am really "hooked" on right now.&amp;nbsp; Waldrof dolls and of course my JJB's!!&amp;nbsp; I would really like to get Diem one of these dolls for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; They are usually made by hand and made to last!&amp;nbsp; As for "my" JJB's they are they BEST "diaper" bags ever!&amp;nbsp; Of course I only use one of them as a diaper bag...LOL!&amp;nbsp; I use one as a backpack for work and the other's for various things!&amp;nbsp; And for my PL's that read this if you plan on ordering this month PLEASE PLEASE consider ordering through my blog, that way I can get credit for your order!&amp;nbsp; Thank you SO much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7373693164853263067?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7373693164853263067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/waldorf-dolls-and-jjbs-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7373693164853263067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7373693164853263067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/waldorf-dolls-and-jjbs-oh-my.html' title='Waldorf Dolls and JJB&apos;s oh my!!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3077727142175181407</id><published>2009-12-01T00:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:38:38.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z179/d_johnson1120/SPIRITUAL/Mondayeverybodyhatesme.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z179/d_johnson1120/SPIRITUAL/Mondayeverybodyhatesme.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our car caught fire today, the first thing to go though my mind was there goes a better house because I wouldn't think that.&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same car would have been paid for tomorrow (today), I didn't think just our luck!!!&amp;nbsp; Nope not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't HATE the Navy because we got informed today that now we have another 4-6 weeks of waiting because of MY medical records.&amp;nbsp; Nope not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate it I know we need it so I'm praying we stay in it.&amp;nbsp; Yep me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my friends that talk to me and keep me in the loop, because my feelings don't get extremely hurt that my "family" does not tell me shit!&amp;nbsp; Nope not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not more hurt by the fact that I'm sure there will be some b.s excuse, well if you can tell one how hard is it to type one more name?&amp;nbsp; Sorry that's my thinking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry if it's wrong for me to love you and care about you to.&amp;nbsp; Yeah me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know this was tech on Tuesday...and no I don't care.&amp;nbsp; Nope not me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3077727142175181407?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3077727142175181407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3077727142175181407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3077727142175181407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-me-monday.html' title='Not me Monday'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z179/d_johnson1120/SPIRITUAL/th_Mondayeverybodyhatesme.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-1102123178549163304</id><published>2009-11-30T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:41:06.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w42/Shamanlady/congratulations-1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="71" src="http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w42/Shamanlady/congratulations-1.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;JuLinda!!!&amp;nbsp; Congratulations on winning the Hotsling that Missie was so wonderful to let us have to try out!!&amp;nbsp; I will be sending that off to you in the next couple of days!&amp;nbsp; I hope you enjoy!&amp;nbsp; And I have been very blessed with friends and "family" (i.e friends that minus well be family) that have wanted to donate things to give away, that I will be having another giveaway very soon!!&amp;nbsp; So keep your eyes open!!&amp;nbsp; Love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-1102123178549163304?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1102123178549163304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1102123178549163304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1102123178549163304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is.....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-2513268226312448167</id><published>2009-11-29T20:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:46:22.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thin blue line....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r92/hdgreg/Thinblueline.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r92/hdgreg/Thinblueline.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Today in Tacoma, Washington. -- "A gunman burst into a coffeehouse Sunday and opened fire on four police officers as they sat working on their laptops, killing the three men and one woman in what an official described as a targeted ambush."&amp;nbsp; See the full story &lt;a href="http://connect.lawofficer.com/forum/topics/four-officers-gunned-down-in"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nov 19th in Las Vegas 30yo OFC Trevor Nettleton was shot in is own garage.&amp;nbsp; See the story &lt;a href="http://www.odmp.org/officer/20130-police-officer-trevor-nettleton"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm don't know what is going on, but people need to quit being spineless pieces of crap and killing those that are out there to protect them!!!&amp;nbsp; If you need to kill something go to Wal-Mart get some camo,&amp;nbsp; get your ass out of bed, go sit in the woods and go hut a damn deer!!&amp;nbsp; Stop killing innocent people!&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace and may your loved ones know that you are loved by your brothers and sisters.&amp;nbsp; Our prayers are with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-2513268226312448167?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/2513268226312448167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/thin-blue-line.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2513268226312448167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/2513268226312448167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/thin-blue-line.html' title='Thin blue line....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-189194909716858931</id><published>2009-11-27T16:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:48:05.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special giveaway courtesy of Babythings.dk....yes there is a catch</title><content type='html'>So I got this AWESOME baby sling today to test out from Missie you can read about it &lt;a href="http://www.babythings.dk/product.asp?product=304"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, same color and everything.&amp;nbsp; Only thing is Diem is to heavy for it, so I am not able to test it.&amp;nbsp; The size I have is a 6 so PLEASE make sure you check out the size chart and make sure YOU will be able to wear it.&amp;nbsp; So what's the catch?&amp;nbsp; If you win this, you will have to do the review.&amp;nbsp; Means you will have to take a picture of you wearing it with you little one in it, what you thing of the material, etc.&amp;nbsp; In a decent time frame please.&amp;nbsp; So please before you enter make sure you are serious, not just want something for free.&amp;nbsp; Once again a huge thanks to Missie and Babythings!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All you have to do is leave a comment here and tell me why you would like this sling!&amp;nbsp; Thanks&amp;nbsp; P.s- The size chart is &lt;a href="http://www.hotslings.com/fit_sizing"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-189194909716858931?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/189194909716858931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/special-giveaway-courtesy-of.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/189194909716858931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/189194909716858931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/special-giveaway-courtesy-of.html' title='Special giveaway courtesy of Babythings.dk....yes there is a catch'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3397274355331090457</id><published>2009-11-25T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:01:25.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells so sweet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i475.photobucket.com/albums/rr113/sweetpealilmiss/this%20and%20that/IMG_6519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i475.photobucket.com/albums/rr113/sweetpealilmiss/this%20and%20that/IMG_6519.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home!!&amp;nbsp; There is nothing in this world like the smell of hay and farm's.&amp;nbsp; I love it!&amp;nbsp; Even with my head hurting as bad as it is, it makes me feel better.&amp;nbsp; I can walk outside, take a deep breath and smell the sweet smell of hay.&amp;nbsp; See a cow eating in a field, just the simple things.&amp;nbsp; People (most of them) are polite, waive when you drive by, its just a nicer place to be.&amp;nbsp; Your not scared to walk outside at night to get something out of your car, you can drive to the store with out having to use your gps.&amp;nbsp; Yes...you do have to look out for the deer, and that sucks.&amp;nbsp; But if you get lucky you will have a freezer full of deer also!&amp;nbsp; I just wish I had enough time to see my friends while I was here, but next time.&amp;nbsp; I miss them, and I hope they miss me....Lol.&amp;nbsp; There's no place like home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3397274355331090457?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3397274355331090457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/smells-so-sweet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3397274355331090457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3397274355331090457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/smells-so-sweet.html' title='Smells so sweet....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i475.photobucket.com/albums/rr113/sweetpealilmiss/this%20and%20that/th_IMG_6519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4609745398877435452</id><published>2009-11-24T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:48:56.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee219/kimmie1076/sayings%20and%20quotes/sayings-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee219/kimmie1076/sayings%20and%20quotes/sayings-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;To all of my REAL friends I would like to say thank you for everything you have done, will do, thinking about doing, yadda yadda...Lol.&amp;nbsp; With all that has been going on lately I appreciate the ones of you that bother to ask how I am feeling, how my day is going.&amp;nbsp; You know the little things.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of sad that my own family does not even do that (well a very few of them do).&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I wonder if they could really care less about my existence in this family.&amp;nbsp; So they just ignore me until I talk to them.&amp;nbsp; I just wish they would/could see and or care how much this really hurt my feelings.&amp;nbsp; How hard is it to see that it shows a person a whole hell of a lot when you just make a SMALL effort,&amp;nbsp; to say "hey" once in a while.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, guess that's ALL my fault and up to me to right?&amp;nbsp; And don't give me the bs excuse of "we live so far apart".&amp;nbsp; Because I have friends that live in different countries that do better, and I do the same for them.&amp;nbsp; When they act like they give a crap about me and my daughter!&amp;nbsp; So please take the time to read the P.S.A above.&amp;nbsp; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;And of course Tuesday is not complete without NCIS.&amp;nbsp; This week we are going to feature Abby!!&amp;nbsp; Who would you like to see next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i778.photobucket.com/albums/yy65/bishopbaby_99/ncis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://i778.photobucket.com/albums/yy65/bishopbaby_99/ncis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4609745398877435452?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4609745398877435452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/public-service-announcement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4609745398877435452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4609745398877435452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/public-service-announcement.html' title='Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee219/kimmie1076/sayings%20and%20quotes/th_sayings-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-1372589006898797883</id><published>2009-11-22T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:17:48.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest winners and exciting news...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo81/Litsaki_Fivos/congrats-daisy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo81/Litsaki_Fivos/congrats-daisy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo81/Litsaki_Fivos/congrats-daisy.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So the winners of the Thanksgiving contest are Crystal...who is a new Pink Lady and Erin! &amp;nbsp; Crystal won a Cbub coin pouch and Erin won Starbucks singles.&amp;nbsp; Congratulations ladies!!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you all that participated in the contest!&amp;nbsp; I will actually be doing another one first part of December for one of Jennies Bows!!&amp;nbsp; So keep your eyes open!&lt;br /&gt;Onto the exciting news...I am now going to be testing products for &lt;a href="http://www.babythings.dk/"&gt;www.babythings.dk&lt;/a&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; The first product's I will be testing are going to be a toddler carrier called the third hand, which is &lt;a href="http://www.kidsfirst.se/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=255&amp;amp;Itemid=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the Hotsling.&amp;nbsp; Both should be interesting with Diem, BUT that's what testing is all about right? LOL &amp;nbsp;Hopefully I will be able to help ya'll find something that you will be able to find useful, and help Missie out at the same time!&amp;nbsp; I'm very excited about starting.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful to Missie for offering me the opportunity.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I hope everybody had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-1372589006898797883?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/1372589006898797883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest-winners-and-exciting-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1372589006898797883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/1372589006898797883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest-winners-and-exciting-news.html' title='Contest winners and exciting news...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-145165996911928715</id><published>2009-11-21T23:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:27:07.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt286/wanda71357/hummingbirds-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I just got done watching Benjamin Button...wow. What a prime example of accepting somebody for who they are.&amp;nbsp; Not what they look like on the outside or what differences they may have.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I am thankful that I was raised that people are people.....period&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #741b47; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I just wish others could see that nobody is perfect.&amp;nbsp; I don't get why my il's always have to find a way to always take up for their own.&amp;nbsp; Not saying they shouldn't, but my family is quick to say when I am wrong, need to do better, whatever.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they really don't like me, maybe its all because my sil does not like me so why should the rest of them?&amp;nbsp; And I dare any of them say I have not tried because I will call b.s in a second!!&amp;nbsp; They just seem to be able to pick me apart with a fine tooth comb.&amp;nbsp; I just don't get how all these other people can see good in me, but they can't??&amp;nbsp; It really hurts....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #741b47; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maybe its because I'm not timid like the rest of them and speak my mind?&amp;nbsp; But that's just me...they always say be myself, but obviously myself isn't good enough huh?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anyways in the movie there was a hummingbird that was there for the burial at sea, and when his wife died at the end.&amp;nbsp; To show that there was somebody "watching over" ........at least that's how I took it.&amp;nbsp; Somebody feel free to correct me if I am wrong please.&amp;nbsp; So that is why my pic for the day is the hummingbird.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will have my own soon...to help guide me.&amp;nbsp; I would like to find my smile again, have people accept me for ME.&amp;nbsp; Don't tell me you love me, yet you don't love who/how I am.&amp;nbsp; Yeah your not going to love all of my ways...duh.&amp;nbsp; But common' I can't communicate with myself.&amp;nbsp; So to those out there who truly love ME.&amp;nbsp; Thank you!&amp;nbsp; I love YOU to! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-145165996911928715?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/145165996911928715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/differences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/145165996911928715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/145165996911928715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/differences.html' title='Differences....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7982179589801518568</id><published>2009-11-20T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:52:30.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive!! LMAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/ncmage/horny_but_sensitive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/ncmage/horny_but_sensitive.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this online today and I HAD to post it.....those who know me just know I HAD to....LOL it was written by a girl named Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODE TO MY VIBRATOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, eleven inch piece of plastic,&lt;br /&gt;So shiny and bright.&lt;br /&gt;You're all that's in bed with me,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of most nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always there,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never in need.&lt;br /&gt;You never pressure or force me,&lt;br /&gt;Into doing the deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't expect much,&lt;br /&gt;Sputtering and chugging along.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have to impress you,&lt;br /&gt;By wearing a thong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have to fake a headache,&lt;br /&gt;Or feign being sick.&lt;br /&gt;And while you aren't a douchebag,&lt;br /&gt;You're still a big dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, little C-battery powered friend,&lt;br /&gt;With you, I can truly be me.&lt;br /&gt;You don't judge me for coming to you once a day,&lt;br /&gt;All right, let's be honest, sometimes three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while you don't bring me chocolates, roses,&lt;br /&gt;Or other mushy stuff&lt;br /&gt;You bring me something few men have,&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****AND****&lt;br /&gt;I need to give a shout out to Missie over at &lt;a href="http://www.babythings.dk/"&gt;www.babythings.dk&lt;/a&gt; I won her blog contest!!!&amp;nbsp; I won a rockabye baby cd!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Missie!!!&amp;nbsp; Check out her link!&amp;nbsp; She ships to the U.S, is from Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7982179589801518568?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7982179589801518568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/sensitive-lmao.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7982179589801518568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7982179589801518568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/sensitive-lmao.html' title='Sensitive!! LMAO'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3919492835793887371</id><published>2009-11-19T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:46:48.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.....OMgosh will make you laugh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="editbox"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i444.photobucket.com/albums/qq167/little_miss_luna/laughter.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="91" src="http://i444.photobucket.com/albums/qq167/little_miss_luna/laughter.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE feel free to add to theese in my comments and I will add to the list!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;But I got the link for these from my friend Haane's blog!&amp;nbsp; Thank's Haane!!!&amp;nbsp; She is a great PL that lives in Guam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can &lt;br /&gt;think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell &lt;br /&gt;my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves &lt;br /&gt;me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you &lt;br /&gt;realize you're wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to &lt;br /&gt;have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and &lt;br /&gt;sticks when they've invented the lighter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" &lt;br /&gt;feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose &lt;br /&gt;not to be friends with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't &lt;br /&gt;work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically &lt;br /&gt;fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all &lt;br /&gt;know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards &lt;br /&gt;or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There is a great need for sarcasm font. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and &lt;br /&gt;suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first &lt;br /&gt;saw it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually &lt;br /&gt;becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting &lt;br /&gt;90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's &lt;br /&gt;laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little &lt;br /&gt;bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the &lt;br /&gt;only one who really, really gets it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than &lt;br /&gt;take 2 trips to bring my groceries in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear &lt;br /&gt;your computer history if you die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to &lt;br /&gt;finish a text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the &lt;br /&gt;spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", &lt;br /&gt;all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod &lt;br /&gt;and smile because you still didn't hear what they said? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up &lt;br /&gt;to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' &lt;br /&gt;examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete &lt;br /&gt;idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and &lt;br /&gt;said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and &lt;br /&gt;instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I &lt;br /&gt;know how to get out of my neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the &lt;br /&gt;person died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the &lt;br /&gt;shower first and THEN turn on the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bad decisions make good stories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their &lt;br /&gt;profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got &lt;br /&gt;the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if &lt;br /&gt;I do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier &amp;amp; sluttier every year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring &lt;br /&gt;would probably just be completely invisible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go &lt;br /&gt;around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly &lt;br /&gt;nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be &lt;br /&gt;a problem.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work &lt;br /&gt;when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything &lt;br /&gt;productive for the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't &lt;br /&gt;want to have to restart my collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are &lt;br /&gt;going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people &lt;br /&gt;watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will &lt;br /&gt;they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't &lt;br /&gt;watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and &lt;br /&gt;leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? &lt;br /&gt;Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and &lt;br /&gt;goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone &lt;br /&gt;and run away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not &lt;br /&gt;seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she &lt;br /&gt;hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light &lt;br /&gt;internet stalking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, &lt;br /&gt;then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising &lt;br /&gt;speed for pedophiles... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, &lt;br /&gt;but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still &lt;br /&gt;not know what time it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to &lt;br /&gt;answer when they call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car &lt;br /&gt;keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the &lt;br /&gt;Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze &lt;br /&gt;button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time &lt;br /&gt;every time... !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would &lt;br /&gt;happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and &lt;br /&gt;the link takes me to a video instead of text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they &lt;br /&gt;drive behind obeys the speed limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think the freezer deserves a light as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or &lt;br /&gt;Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3919492835793887371?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3919492835793887371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughtsomgosh-will-make-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3919492835793887371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3919492835793887371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughtsomgosh-will-make-you.html' title='Random thoughts.....OMgosh will make you laugh!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5793445044034464427</id><published>2009-11-18T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:35:03.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p313/DJSweetz/hump_day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p313/DJSweetz/hump_day.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="goog_1258601582638"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1258601582639"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well as everybody knows Wed is called hump day.&amp;nbsp; Depending on where your mind is that can be taken on of two ways.&amp;nbsp; The way it is meant to be taken is....half way through the week, you have made it over the hump.&amp;nbsp; Then you have the way most men take it esp married men...."yay its the one day a week I'm gonna get laid" LMAO....or not so LMAO to you Mr.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For me I was not really looking forward to today because that means tomorrow and Friday are fast approaching.&amp;nbsp; I go to the Dr. both days.&amp;nbsp; While yes in a way its a good thing because I can maybe find out what's wrong finally, I'm almost scared to know the truth you know?&amp;nbsp; The only help that I *most of the time* have is leaving in a couple of months, well for who knows how long.&amp;nbsp; So what am I going to do then?&amp;nbsp; I'm not supposed to drive long distances, do this or do that.&amp;nbsp; It's not me that I'm really concerned about its Diem you know?&amp;nbsp; Anyways enough of that babble that nobody really cares about..lol.&lt;br /&gt;My awesome friend Sid did some gadget's for me today...so I now have on my page links to Cindi's photography**her link is fixed now,and if you look under children/newborn the baby on the flag is Diem!!**, Jennies bows, and Sids photography (both of them)!&amp;nbsp; So please check them out!&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't advertise for anybody that I don't trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5793445044034464427?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5793445044034464427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/hump-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5793445044034464427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5793445044034464427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/hump-day.html' title='Hump day....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-5281467405667389167</id><published>2009-11-17T14:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:08:40.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is.....(T'giving giveaway) and.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l53/pauline1970/happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l53/pauline1970/happy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&amp;nbsp; But on a serious note I want to know what makes each of you happy!!&amp;nbsp; Then before Thanksgiving I am going to enter you into random.org for a small prize.&amp;nbsp; The prize will be for one of the two things that makes me happy a JJB or coffee!&amp;nbsp; Of course those of you that know and love me know how much I LOVE LOVE LOVE JJB (link to the left), if you ever have any questions about JJB please ask me!!&amp;nbsp; And of course I can show you what bags I do have.&amp;nbsp; And I don't know how I survive some days without my Starbucks singles...lol.&amp;nbsp; But what really makes me happy is when I know I have made somebody else happy.&amp;nbsp; If I know I have put a smile on somebody eles's face or when I would run call's somebody would say thank you.&amp;nbsp; Or on 911 when somebody would say thank you over and over.&amp;nbsp; Not because I want the praise.. not at all, but because I know that persons day just got a little better because of me you know? &lt;br /&gt;So for this giveaway leave a comment telling me one or two things that make you happy.&amp;nbsp; And if you for some reason don't feel comfortable leaving your comment here you can msg me on facebook.&amp;nbsp; This contest will end the wed before Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Now and I can't let a Tuesday go past without my NCIS pic of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g94/1m9i8c9h/NCIS/SexyNCISCastNEW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g94/1m9i8c9h/NCIS/SexyNCISCastNEW.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-5281467405667389167?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/5281467405667389167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness-istgiving-giveaway-and.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5281467405667389167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/5281467405667389167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness-istgiving-giveaway-and.html' title='Happiness is.....(T&apos;giving giveaway) and.....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g94/1m9i8c9h/NCIS/th_SexyNCISCastNEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4236304095476115508</id><published>2009-11-16T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:10:51.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t50/marcos_baby_2007/bluerobe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/bigbearinator/COMMENTS/AwwShit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/bigbearinator/COMMENTS/AwwShit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not bought my daughter more boy toys for Christmas then girl toys, because I wouldn't do that.&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a rent a penis app out for a couple of penis', esp while Josh is gone.&amp;nbsp; Not for sex, but for other "guy" stuff.&amp;nbsp; Because I am woman hear me Rwar.&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not scared to death about Friday but totally keeping it to myself (well verbally..lol).&amp;nbsp; But deep down I just wish when I told "somebody" that they (said the amount of iodine ...that I just happen to be allg to, the have to give me could almost kill me they just say that sucks)&amp;nbsp; would show they at least kinda give a crap and/or ask how I feel.&amp;nbsp; No not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that post above was not the most run on sentence in the world!&amp;nbsp; Because somebody that was in honors English wouldn't do that...lol.&amp;nbsp; Nope not her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't wish my daughter that I love so much didn't have a volume button.&amp;nbsp; No not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate how everybody always says how they love talking to me and catching up, yet I always have to call them first and reach out? Because I didn't do this today.&amp;nbsp; No not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't sometimes wonder if guys still find me the least bit attractive, after a conversation with a girlfriend of mine today that has started dating again.&amp;nbsp; No not me........yeah maybe me...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't sometimes wish I could read peoples minds when they read my blog so I could know that they are answering to these questions.&amp;nbsp; No not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4236304095476115508?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4236304095476115508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_16.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4236304095476115508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4236304095476115508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_16.html' title='Not me Monday'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/bigbearinator/COMMENTS/th_AwwShit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6322174009452186880</id><published>2009-11-16T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:20:25.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be..........me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr193/lil_miss81/Question/burning_question.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr193/lil_miss81/Question/burning_question.gif" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a whole post typed out and I delted it like 5 times over.&amp;nbsp; All I want to say is this.... I have feelings to.&amp;nbsp; So please stop/don't:&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me&lt;br /&gt;Use me&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at me/behind my back&lt;br /&gt;Be mean to me/Keep being mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Being sneaky&lt;br /&gt;There is more but I can't think of it right now.&amp;nbsp; And this applies to EVERYBODY, just because I TRY to be happy on the outside&amp;nbsp; doesn't mean I don't cry inside A LOT.&amp;nbsp; It hurts to get yelled at for just breathing sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Or to find out your "friends" are talking about you behind your back, just as quick as they smile to your face.&amp;nbsp; So I'm going to try to start making as many changes as possible.&amp;nbsp; If it means turning into a Bitch so be it I guess.&amp;nbsp; Because for some reason people seem to be nicer to bitches....why is that?&amp;nbsp; Because apparently *I* am not good enough, the way I am???&amp;nbsp; I'm a bit confused......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6322174009452186880?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6322174009452186880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-be-or-not-to-beme.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6322174009452186880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6322174009452186880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-be-or-not-to-beme.html' title='To be or not to be..........me'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr193/lil_miss81/Question/th_burning_question.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3278253078311649851</id><published>2009-11-14T17:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:07:19.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure Fire ways to drive any woman wild!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i948.photobucket.com/albums/ad321/drgnguy2010/PassionDesireBG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://i948.photobucket.com/albums/ad321/drgnguy2010/PassionDesireBG.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Sexual Techniques to Make Her Wild with Desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you guys that there are certain things you can do to make your wife, girlfriend, pick of the week, etc, Lol,&amp;nbsp; swoon. They are not difficult, anyone can do them and they are some of the sexiest things I can think of, and I have quite the imagination.&amp;nbsp; I actually got this from a friend, but it's awesome!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  Are you ready?  Are you all that is man?&lt;br /&gt;Wipe that drop of drool from the corner of your mouth and read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique #1 : Wet Hands&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it is the wet hands technique. Certainly one of the most popular among most women polled for this article. So simple. So exciting. You will leave her breathless.&lt;br /&gt;* Fill the kitchen sink up with hot water and add a few drops of a scented dish liquid. Not too many, you don't want it to be harsh. There are many very nice scents out now, from vanilla and lavender to grapefruit. It is completely up to you.&lt;br /&gt;* With a soft cloth in your hands plunge your hands into the water and get the cloth very wet.&lt;br /&gt;* Now, moving slowly and gently place a dish in the water and rub the cloth across the surface of it..over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;* Place the dish in clean rinse water and repeat until she is moaning with pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique #2: Vibrate Me Baby&lt;br /&gt;This technique utilizes what many women think of as toys. It is a little more difficult and takes a little more muscle. Extra credit on this one if you wear a black "wife beater" shirt at the same time. Are you man enough?&lt;br /&gt;*  Carefully pull the vacuum out of where it has been stored.  You know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;* Plug it in and push all the right buttons.&lt;br /&gt;*  Slowly move back and forth and back&lt;br /&gt;and forth across the carpet, you will know when to move to a new spot.&lt;br /&gt;* Move to the next spot and repeat as long as it takes to get results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique #3 : The Wet T Shirt Game&lt;br /&gt;This game is pretty easy, although you will have to think quickly while in the midst of gettin' your game on. If you can handle the amount of agitation and vibration in the first few minutes you will be o.k. Until the end. &lt;br /&gt;*  You will need two piles.no I did not say poles, I said piles.&lt;br /&gt;* Put everything white and light colored in one and everything dark&lt;br /&gt;colored in the other.&lt;br /&gt;* Fill the washing machine with warm water and laundry soap (this is imperative.use the amount suggested by the manufacturer) .&lt;br /&gt;* Add the light pile..  Close the lid.&lt;br /&gt;* Write her a love letter about how great her eyes are while you are waiting for it to finish&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat with the dark colors except use cold water.&lt;br /&gt;* Quick note: If your wife is screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Don't stop what you are doing..that is called domesticus interruptus and it really is frustrating for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique #4: What Goes Up Must Come Down&lt;br /&gt;This is best used as a quickie, whether in the middle of the night or during a chaotic afternoon. She can't say no to this.&lt;br /&gt;* When you put the toilet seat up..put it back down.&lt;br /&gt;* Every time.&lt;br /&gt;I know.I know.. You almost can't take any more verbal titillation. . Good thing this is a short list. This last one is amazing. It is incredible. It definitely saves the best for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technique #5: Tonight It's Oral Gratification &lt;br /&gt;This will take some time to master. Work on it while using other techniques several times a week and then just expose your big secret to her when she least&lt;br /&gt;expects it. If you all ready know this technique you should be using it to it's full potential by adding to your repertoire of tricks.&lt;br /&gt;* Learn to cook a whole meal.&lt;br /&gt;* When she has had a particularly rough day run her a bath, preferably aromatic with LUSH bath stuff.&lt;br /&gt;* While she is bathing fix your incredible dinner (hot dogs and popcorn does not count)&lt;br /&gt;* While she is still relaxed from the bath and satiated with dinner proceed to technique #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to thank me no..really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck guys.&amp;nbsp; Let me know how it turns out ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3278253078311649851?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3278253078311649851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/sure-fire-ways-to-drive-any-woman-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3278253078311649851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3278253078311649851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/sure-fire-ways-to-drive-any-woman-wild.html' title='Sure Fire ways to drive any woman wild!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-602867290047977864</id><published>2009-11-12T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:39:32.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few of my favorite movie quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii236/SHADONDRE1/madea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii236/SHADONDRE1/madea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to one character for this post, but when asking for ideas for today's blog a friend suggested movie quotes.&amp;nbsp; So here are a few of my favorite by my favorite&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~"Grandmother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Call the Po Po Ho"&lt;br /&gt;"Yea but if the gotters get me I'm gonna get my glock."&lt;br /&gt;"Cook a big pot of grits, bring him into the kitchen, then toss the grits on him. Then after you toss them, swat him with a frying pan. You gotta get you a good balanced weight, toss and swat, toss and swat, Venus and Serena, that's called grit ball."&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, I will set it off up in here. I will do a drive-by in this church. She don't know me. You better be glad you at church. Jesus just saved your life, Hallelu-yer!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Madea! Ma to the damn D-E-A!"&lt;br /&gt;"God don't like you... He grew you in a petri dish! "&lt;br /&gt;OH and HAPPY BIRTHDAY "ZIVA"!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="30%" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-602867290047977864?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/602867290047977864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-of-my-favorite-movie-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/602867290047977864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/602867290047977864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-of-my-favorite-movie-quotes.html' title='A few of my favorite movie quotes'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-335207337826106686</id><published>2009-11-11T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:24:39.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h318/dbivygirl/Veterans_Day1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h318/dbivygirl/Veterans_Day1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the Soldiers, Marines, Sailors, Coasties, and Airmen past, present, and future.&amp;nbsp; For everything you have done to protect our country.&amp;nbsp; And thank you to those who serve in the silent ranks at home.&amp;nbsp; What some call the hardest job in the Military.&amp;nbsp; So regardless of what you did or do Thank you and God Bless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-335207337826106686?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/335207337826106686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/335207337826106686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/335207337826106686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3684768076534713475</id><published>2009-11-10T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:22:54.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My head</title><content type='html'>I have had a migirane for going on 8 days now.&amp;nbsp; The new meds help for a couple of hours then its right back.&amp;nbsp; So I'm going to the Neuro tomorrow, maybe she will cut my head off??&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways just to make us all smile for the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i958.photobucket.com/albums/ae69/Su_swistak/NCIS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i958.photobucket.com/albums/ae69/Su_swistak/NCIS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3684768076534713475?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3684768076534713475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3684768076534713475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3684768076534713475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-head.html' title='My head'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3376131387051739675</id><published>2009-11-09T17:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:13:24.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll40/o2cathy/NotMeMonday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll40/o2cathy/NotMeMonday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wake up this morning with yet another migraine and immediately start to cry.&amp;nbsp; Because big girls don't cry.&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get in the shower and wash my hair just to have it come out by the hand fulls...at this rate I will by bald before summer, but hey at least I will be cool...LOL.&amp;nbsp; But that didn't make me keep crying.&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get my hopes up ...again that Josh would call me with wonderful news about some mircale orders.&amp;nbsp; Just to be let down, because I'm a Navy wife and we don't get let down.&amp;nbsp; Not us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't laugh at my daughter today when she walked up to me with one green shoe and one pink shoe and said lets go!&amp;nbsp; Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not stoked to find Disney p.j's for $5 shipped today!&amp;nbsp; So I got Diem Tinkerbell ones!!&amp;nbsp; Well wait...no not me...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish my husband would just TALK to me about our future..hell talk period, sometime's I wonder if he even wants one.&amp;nbsp; I have never wondered if he dreams of a magical live without me.&amp;nbsp; No not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wonder if I am just the most unloveable person in the universe..no not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never just want to take a certain "family" member and just ask "WTF"??!?!!!!? ....nope not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't FEEL more cared about by strangers sometimes, then by the people&amp;nbsp; that are supposed to care about me irl...no not me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3376131387051739675?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3376131387051739675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3376131387051739675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3376131387051739675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday_09.html' title='Not me Monday...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-899359271029979506</id><published>2009-11-08T14:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:14:23.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do what I do....and why I LOVE it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Title"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s180/jcool61/Image1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s180/jcool61/Image1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Title"&gt;911 Dispatchers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A TRIBUTE TO DISPATCHERS By Chief Thomas Wagoner, Loveland Co. PD Someone once asked me if I thought that answering telephones for a living was a profession. I said, "I thought it was a calling."And so is dispatching. I have found in my law enforcement career that dispatchers are the unsung heroes of public safety. ...They miss the excitement of riding in a speeding car with lights flashing and sirens wailing. They can only hear of the bright orange flames leaping from a burning building. They do not get to see the joy on the face of worried parents as they see their child begin breathing on its own, after it has been given CPR. Dispatchers sit in darkened rooms looking at computer screens and talking to voices from faces they never see. It's like reading a lot of books, but only half of each one. Dispatchers connect the anxious conversations of terrified victims, angry informants, suicidal citizens and grouchy officers. They are the calming influence of all of them - the quiet, competent voices in the night that provide the pillars for the bridges of sanity and safety. They are expected to gather information from highly agitated people who can't remember where they live, what their name is, or what they just saw. And then, they are to calmly provide all that information to the officers, firefighters, or paramedics without error the first time and every time. Dispatchers are expected to be able to do five things at once - and do them well. While questioning a frantic caller, they must type the information into a computer, tip off another dispatcher, put another caller on hold, and listen to an officer run a plate for a parking problem. To miss the plate numbers is to raise the officer's ire; to miss the caller's information may be to endanger the same officer's life. But, the officer will never understand that. Dispatchers have two constant companions, other dispatchers and stress. They depend on one, and try to ignore the other. They are chastened by upset callers, taken for granted by the public, and criticized by the officers. The rewards they get are inexpensive and infrequent, except for the satisfaction they feel at the end of a shift, having done what they were expected to do. Dispatchers come in all shapes and sizes, all races, both sexes, and all ages. They are blondes, and brunettes, and redheads. They are quiet and outgoing, single, or married, plain, beautiful, or handsome. No two are alike, yet they are all the same. They are people who were selected in a difficult hiring process to do an impossible job. They are as different as snowflakes, but they have one thing in common. They care about people and they enjoy being the lifeline of society - that steady voice in a storm - the one who knows how to handle every emergency and does it with style and grace; and, uncompromised competence. Dispatchers play many roles; therapist, doctor, lawyer, teacher, weatherman, guidance counselor, psychologist, priest, secretary, supervisor, politician, and reporter. And few people must jump through the emotional hoops on the trip through the joy of one callers birthday party, to the fear of another callers burglary in progress, to the anger of a neighbor blocked in their drive, and back to the birthday callers all in a two minute time frame. The emotional roller coaster rolls to a stop after an 8 or 10 hour shift, and they are expected to walk down to their car with steady feet and no queasiness in their stomach - because they are dispatchers. If they hold it in, they are too closed. If they talk about it, they are a whiner. If it bothers them, it adds more stress. If it doesn't, they question themselves, wondering why. Dispatchers are expected to have: -the compassion of Mother Theresa; -the wisdom of Solomon; -the interviewing skills of Oprah Winfrey; -the gentleness of Florence Nightingale; -the patience of Job; -the voice of Barbara Streisand; -the knowledge of Einstein; -the answers of Ann Landers; -the humor of David Letterman; -the investigative skills of Sgt. Joe Friday; -the looks of Melanie Griffith or Don Johnson; -the faith of Billy Graham; -the energy of Charo; -and the endurance of the Energizer Bunny. Is it any wonder that many drop out during training? It is a unique and talented person who can do this job and do it well. And, it is fitting and proper that we take a few minutes or hours this week to honor you for the job that each of you do. That recognition is overdue and it is insufficient. But, it is sincere. I have tried to do your job, and I have failed. It takes a special person with unique skills. I admire you and I thank you for the thankless job you do. You are heroes, and I am proud to work with you. I am the voice that calms the mother into breathing life back into her infant son. I am the invisible hand that holds and comforts the elderly man who woke up this morning to find his wife of 50 years has passed away during the night. I am the friend who talks the disgruntled teenager out of ending her own life. I sent help when you had your first automobile accident. I am the one who tries to obtain the information from callers to ensure that the scene is safe for those I dispatch to emergencies - all the while anticipating the worst and hoping for the best. I am the psychologist who readily adapts my language and tone of voice to serve the needs of my callers with compassion and understanding. I am the ears that listen to the needs of all those I serve. I have heard the screams of faceless people I never will meet nor forget. I have cried at the atrocities of mankind and rejoiced at the miracles of life. I was there, though unseen by my comrades in the field during the most trying emergencies. I have tried to visualize the scene to coincide with the voices I heard. I usually am not privy to the outcome of a call, and so I wonder... I am the one who works weekends, strange shifts and holidays. Children do not say they want my job when they grow up. Yet, I am at this vocation by choice. Those I help do not call back to say thank you. Still there is comfort in the challenge, integrity, and purpose of my employment. I am thankful to provide such a meaningful service. I am a mother, father, sister, brother, son or daughter. I am where you need me and still here when you don't. My office is never empty, and the work here is never done. I am always on call. The training is strenuous, demanding and endless. No two days at work are ever the same. Who am I? I am an Emergency 9-1-1 Dispatch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-899359271029979506?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/899359271029979506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-do-what-i-doand-why-i-love-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/899359271029979506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/899359271029979506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-do-what-i-doand-why-i-love-it.html' title='Why do what I do....and why I LOVE it!!'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-8120992087285175478</id><published>2009-11-07T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:11:30.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends v. Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt84/DarkestImmortal/Life%20Quotes/real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt84/DarkestImmortal/Life%20Quotes/real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy days arn't always a good thing...they give you to much time to think.&amp;nbsp; And I have been doing a lot of thinking lately about friends and family.&amp;nbsp; Now by family I'm not talking about my parents or my mil/fil.&amp;nbsp; I'm talking about the rest of them, and by friends well that's pretty self explanatory.&amp;nbsp; And sometimes they can be one in the same, but often they are not.&amp;nbsp; If anything it's your friends that act more like your family then vice/versa.&amp;nbsp; Espically when your family has double standards.&lt;br /&gt;Now moving onto friends...sometimes you wonder about them to, but what I wonder the most about them is are some of them friends out of obligation?&amp;nbsp; Like are they just being nice?&amp;nbsp; Send you a comment here and there on facebook, but deep down praying that you never really need them, text them, or email them?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But the funniest thing about family and friends is when you do something wrong or you don't tell them the gossip, they are the first ones wanting to know "why didn't you call me"?&amp;nbsp; Or when you try to right a wrong they give you some half ass reason why they "don't like you", but come to find out, its been ok all along for them to be doing the same exact thing!&amp;nbsp; Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;So to all of my REAL friends and family (some of them are one in the same) I want to say thank you!&amp;nbsp; I love ya'll!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k168/melinda3691/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k168/melinda3691/friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-8120992087285175478?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/8120992087285175478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-v-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8120992087285175478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/8120992087285175478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-v-family.html' title='Friends v. Family'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt84/DarkestImmortal/Life%20Quotes/th_real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-52004876868220700</id><published>2009-11-06T16:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:00:01.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RAK  Contest.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A mom on another board I'm on is doing this and I think its a great idea!&amp;nbsp; The "prize" will vary depending on if the winner is a female or male..lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;**I have decided to make this a WEEK long contest so that being said you can choose to do either 5 of the things below or 3 below and 2 of your own.&amp;nbsp; Either way PLEASE let me know if your are participating!!&amp;nbsp; The contest will end Nov.14th! Thanks**&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S 'RAK' : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;andom &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;cts of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;indness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTEST RULES : &lt;br /&gt;Very simple : &lt;br /&gt;1) Complete every 'RAK' task below.&lt;br /&gt;2) As you do them, please come here and tell us the story.&lt;br /&gt;3) The first person to complete all the tasks will get a little RAK of their own in the mail. (I'll announce the winner and ask them to pm me their address)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MAKE MY JOB EASIER : when you complete another RAK, please keep track as a comment on THIS blog post (as on tally) BUT when your done with them all, it is still your responsibility to let me know!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Smile at a stranger (preferably someone who looks like they need it)&lt;br /&gt;2) Buy a coffee (or other beverage, or sandwich, or donut, or whatever) for the person behind you in a fast-food restaurant line (my personal favorite is to do it in a drive-through!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Pay for someone’s parking (if you walk by a parking meter that’s out of time, for example!)&lt;br /&gt;4) Send a pizza to a hospital nursing station/police station/fire station &lt;br /&gt;5) Let a car into traffic ahead of you&lt;br /&gt;6) Mow your neighbor’s lawn while you are doing your own (or if you are a fellow Canadian shovel your neighbor’s driveway or walk-way!)-IF you can't do this you can take your neighbor a baked good or write them a nice note!&lt;br /&gt;7) Send a handwritten letter to your best friend (or a family member) telling them how much they are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;8 ) Leave a generous tip and write a THANK YOU on your receipt&lt;br /&gt;9) Give your spouse a back or foot rub&lt;br /&gt;10) Next time you receive good service, call the company to let them know (or fill out a comment card)&lt;br /&gt;11) Do a chore for someone (their laundry, vacuum their floor…etc!)&lt;br /&gt;12) Offer to babysit for a friend who needs a night away from the kids&lt;br /&gt;13) Make a charitable donation (any amount, any charity) – no need to post the amount here… &lt;br /&gt;14) Pick up litter on the street (or park)&lt;br /&gt;15) Help a stranger carry groceries or other bags to their car&lt;br /&gt;16) Make your family (or just your spouse)  breakfast in bed&lt;br /&gt;17) Tell a mother in your life what your admire about her mothering&lt;br /&gt;18) Call up a family member you haven’t spoken to in years (or in weeks &lt;img alt=":D" src="http://www.ju-ju-be.com/PinkRoom/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" title="Very Happy" /&gt; ) and catch up&lt;br /&gt;19) Buy a hot beverage or meal for a street person&lt;br /&gt;20) YOUR CHOICE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-52004876868220700?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/52004876868220700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/rak-contest.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/52004876868220700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/52004876868220700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/rak-contest.html' title='RAK  Contest.....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4185422949152733945</id><published>2009-11-05T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:22:21.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe it or not.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY I'M.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss18/sunshinemusic998/rose-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss18/sunshinemusic998/rose-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4185422949152733945?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4185422949152733945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/believe-it-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4185422949152733945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4185422949152733945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe it or not.....'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3944019470578358135</id><published>2009-11-04T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:27:02.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things people should be smacked for...lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/motivationalposter58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/motivationalposter58.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my list of why I think some people deserve to be smacked.&amp;nbsp; Feel free to add some things I may have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;~Conspiracy to be a Bitch-NCIS&lt;br /&gt;~Back stabbing&lt;br /&gt;~Double standards&lt;br /&gt;~Leaving their signal on once they get over&lt;br /&gt;~Driving the speed limit on the nose&lt;br /&gt;~Hurting your feelings just because they can&lt;br /&gt;~Being perfect&lt;br /&gt;~Ignoring you&lt;br /&gt;~Going back on their word/breaking promises...on purpose&lt;br /&gt;~Racism&lt;br /&gt;~Lack of respect&lt;br /&gt;~Letting their kids wear heelys in a crowded store&lt;br /&gt;~Talking behind your back&lt;br /&gt;~Picking their nose while driving...yuck&lt;br /&gt;~Not wiping their kids faces after their noses have been running&lt;br /&gt;~Not wiping their kids faces period&lt;br /&gt;~Not supporting their children&lt;br /&gt;~Parking their carts in the middle of the isle at the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3944019470578358135?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3944019470578358135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-people-should-be-smacked-forlol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3944019470578358135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3944019470578358135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-people-should-be-smacked-forlol.html' title='Things people should be smacked for...lol'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Motivational%20posters/th_motivationalposter58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-6861106332687033891</id><published>2009-11-03T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:05:18.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I love about Tuesdays...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Well its usually Tequilla Tuesday, but I'm having&amp;nbsp; Goldschlager instead...LOL and maybe a glass or two of wine to.&amp;nbsp; And the BEST thing about Tuesdays...NCIS I mean common how much more eye candy could one woman ask for??&amp;nbsp; Now if one of them :cough: Mark Harmon :cough: could just come and arrest me and take me away from this drama for a while, all would be right with the world! LOL&amp;nbsp; Common ya'll know I have a point!&amp;nbsp; :o)&amp;nbsp; So for your viewing pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj261/Silverchex/NCIS/NCIS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj261/Silverchex/NCIS/NCIS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second on a serious note. As ya'll know I have a lot on my mind.&amp;nbsp; What irritates me the most about all the crap that's going on is that people won't talk to ME about it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some of the people doing it...I'm not surprised,&amp;nbsp; it's par for the course.&amp;nbsp; But some of them it really hurts.&amp;nbsp; I would say I wish dh would talk to me, but yeah well maybe one day before...well anyways.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to go there anymore right now.&amp;nbsp; I WILL say that I would appreciate talking TO me please..thank you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-6861106332687033891?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/6861106332687033891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-love-about-tuesdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6861106332687033891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/6861106332687033891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-love-about-tuesdays.html' title='What I love about Tuesdays...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj261/Silverchex/NCIS/th_NCIS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-4482250644690830139</id><published>2009-11-02T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:38:37.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r235/mimsump/hatemondays.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r235/mimsump/hatemondays.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I totally did NOT let Diem have junk food all day on Saturday, because I wouldn't do that...not me.&amp;nbsp; Even though it was my Birthday and we were running around like crazy, she normally doesn't eat "junk" more then for dessert at dinner so she was VERY happy! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did NOT float like I was on cloud nine every time a bunch of teenagers and grown men (and football loving women) would fall all over my daughter in her costume.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not just because she was my daughter, but because she was different.&amp;nbsp; She was not in the typical costume we could go get, and I was proud of that....because I am NOT creative! LOL and thank God for a MIL that can sew, ebay, and awesome Pink Ladys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT think it s the funniest thing that Diem will now make you ask her "Why not?"....just so that she can tell you..."because I said"...LMAO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT really miss *me* the person everybody needed, loved, etc.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could find her again.&amp;nbsp; Oh and the pretty one...wow...LOL.&amp;nbsp; I have all these messengers yadda yadda and sometimes I'm like ding damnit!! HAHA used to be they would ding and I was like, I do NOT have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT miss my GBFF'S .&amp;nbsp; I'm not really sure what happened there guess the "luv" is gone.&amp;nbsp; But ya'll are reading, ......you don't have to come back because I don't miss ya'll....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW...I do NOT sound pathetic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-4482250644690830139?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/4482250644690830139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4482250644690830139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/4482250644690830139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-monday.html' title='Not me monday...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-7234268951355820788</id><published>2009-11-02T01:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:47:30.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat...</title><content type='html'>Saturday was a nice day, we wanted to take Diem to the zoo but when we got there NPD was standing at the entrance because the lot was full.&amp;nbsp; So I asked if there was other parking, well the assclown ofc goes "lot closed"...WOW I'm glad none of our guys are like that!!&amp;nbsp; So we went and saw Cindi for a few minutes and then off to Target.&amp;nbsp; Everybody though Diem was adorable!&amp;nbsp; We decided to do trick or treating after all (my B-day so that's what I wanted to do), and we went to Karen and Davids house.&amp;nbsp; People loved her costume and she was not scared of a thing!&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the Zoo today (Sunday) and Diem once again got a lot of complements on her costume and got candy.&amp;nbsp; She didn't win the contest though, I think she and the Pope got screwed!&amp;nbsp; The kids that won were generic, but oh well. &lt;br /&gt;As for my actual Birthday itself Josh got me a JJB cake made in my fav print Groovy Garden!!&amp;nbsp; If ya'll don't know what JJB is then just click on the icon!!&amp;nbsp; And Missie send me a box from Denmark with goodies in it (some not so "good"...lol).&amp;nbsp; But overall it was a nice/fun day!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now...for not me Monday!!! 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LOL&amp;nbsp; G'night all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/Su59AVTmwQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/O2Qymgf6veE/s1600-h/SDC10019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/Su59AVTmwQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/O2Qymgf6veE/s320/SDC10019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/Su6AJX-6oBI/AAAAAAAAABY/Mmr6CsYpZW4/s1600-h/SDC10033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/Su6AJX-6oBI/AAAAAAAAABY/Mmr6CsYpZW4/s320/SDC10033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-7234268951355820788?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/7234268951355820788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7234268951355820788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/7234268951355820788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/Su59AVTmwQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/O2Qymgf6veE/s72-c/SDC10019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2038756169151142614.post-3773904066207527749</id><published>2009-10-31T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:50:12.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro and "rules" for MY blog...</title><content type='html'>So I have joined the world of blogging, don't expect much but hey it's me ya'll should know that...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Before I type anything else however I will say this is MY blog, therefore if you don't like what is said...oh well.&amp;nbsp; Your reading it at your own risk, you can't hold anything against me.&amp;nbsp; There now you have my disclaimer.... you know who you are!!&amp;nbsp; Oh and by the way "you" don't be sneaky about reading it, I know you like gossip so just become a follower and for once not do something behind my back...ok :o).&amp;nbsp; Hey it's my Birthday I can say what I want.&amp;nbsp; And it's MY blog!&amp;nbsp; Not facebook....haha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to the task at hand, I am a 32 (ouch) y/o for the most part sahm to a very active 2/yo and a Navy wife.&amp;nbsp; I am a vol ff and a 911 dispatcher, I still dispatch p.t and I miss fire/ems more then words can express.&amp;nbsp; Anyways kiddos it is 0248 and I need some sleep.&amp;nbsp; We are taking Diem to Boo in the Zoo tomorrow, so... more then!&amp;nbsp; Goodnight all!&amp;nbsp; And please feel free to comment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2038756169151142614-3773904066207527749?l=fyrgrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/3773904066207527749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/10/intro-and-rules-for-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3773904066207527749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2038756169151142614/posts/default/3773904066207527749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrgrl.blogspot.com/2009/10/intro-and-rules-for-my-blog.html' title='Intro and &quot;rules&quot; for MY blog...'/><author><name>fyrgrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911036467617186802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6QFoXmWG2o/SNmdS0lFaAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2LBMTNxRHWM/S220/648658693_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
