<?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-8031748</id><updated>2011-11-04T20:35:34.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Heaven</title><subtitle type='html'>Sheryl's Stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-164675239261436772</id><published>2010-05-31T08:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:42:49.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for that...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I tried Twitter for awhile and it isn't a tool/gizmo that I'll use very often. I like the more leisurely feel and interactiveness of blogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it's also pretty obvious that I don't keep this one up to date!  I'm primarily on Facebook for the 80% of life that is 'light and fluffy' and then for the rest, I rely on my old pal LiveJournal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things are going well for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-164675239261436772?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/164675239261436772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=164675239261436772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/164675239261436772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/164675239261436772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-much-for-that.html' title='So much for that...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-6551139021262458820</id><published>2009-07-30T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:04:29.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I am still alive and life is wonderful. You can catch glimpses of it here: http://www.twitter.com/almsthvn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Best TV shows EVER - &lt;br /&gt;"The Big Bang Theory"&lt;br /&gt;"The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson"&lt;br /&gt;"Mythbusters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok - "House" is pretty high up there, too... OH and "Castle"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite web-find so far:  a short film called "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog".  Think about it. Joss, Zack and Jed Whedon, Neil Patrick Harris AND Nathan Fillion?  It's simply BRILLIANT.  I know a large portion of the world has known about it for ages, but I just saw it last week and fell madly for it. http://www.drhorrible.com  Go! You can watch it online, download it on iTunes, or buy a copy of your own.  NPH is the sweetest super-villain you've ever seen.  Watch it twice - it makes even more sense the second time around. And don't miss the Commentary! The Musical!!  It's nearly as good as the film itself!  (but not for the kids!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it - be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-6551139021262458820?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/6551139021262458820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=6551139021262458820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/6551139021262458820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/6551139021262458820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-3928514493216640995</id><published>2008-05-28T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:29:38.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Supremely quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CgQdVk846oM/SD4HjOXLvxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eZJxEeZJa5Y/s1600-h/MnMe-0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CgQdVk846oM/SD4HjOXLvxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eZJxEeZJa5Y/s320/MnMe-0330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205606521019023122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Beloved moved up from Dallas 2 weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;My daughter turned 7!&lt;br /&gt;18 days until our wedding!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-3928514493216640995?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/3928514493216640995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=3928514493216640995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/3928514493216640995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/3928514493216640995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2008/05/supremely-quick-update.html' title='Supremely quick update'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CgQdVk846oM/SD4HjOXLvxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/eZJxEeZJa5Y/s72-c/MnMe-0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-5451326114754408227</id><published>2008-01-01T01:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:08:41.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Wishing all my friends and family a blessed New Year.  May 2008 be full of peace and light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-5451326114754408227?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/5451326114754408227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=5451326114754408227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/5451326114754408227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/5451326114754408227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-5869780831829321771</id><published>2007-12-02T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:27:54.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>purrrrr</title><content type='html'>I'm having a very lazy weekend.  The Kiddo is off with her dad and I'm still basking in the glow of being engaged to the best-possibly-suited-for-me guy in the world.  I'm also fighting a cold or something and spent yesterday either in bed or in the recliner. I feel slightly more human today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the goofy cat mangled last year's Christmas tree, I went out today and picked up a pre-lit tree for the living room.  I also got the Kiddo a small tree for her room, she can decorate it anyway she wishes.  I can't wait to see what she comes up with!   We'll probably put it in her room and keep the door shut to keep the "tiger" from attacking it.  Goofy cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bunch of lights and extension cords to start working outside, since it's above 50 today, but it's pouring rain now.  I'm inside with a lovely cuppa hot tea and my feet kicked up in the recliner.  I think I'll just sit and reflect on all the groovy things happening for my family right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh...  such perfect snuggling weather. I can't wait til he's here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-5869780831829321771?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/5869780831829321771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=5869780831829321771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/5869780831829321771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/5869780831829321771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2007/12/purrrrr.html' title='purrrrr'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-2237224009310251971</id><published>2007-01-21T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:33:02.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I read a book yesterday that has given me a "lot to chew on", as my Grandmother used to day.  It's  &lt;a href="http://www.miguelruiz.com/"&gt;"The Four Agreements", by don Miguel Ruiz.&lt;/a&gt;  subtitle "A Personal Guide to Freedom".  It's also "A Toltec Wisdom Book."  The Toltec were (and are!) men and women of Mexico - artists, scientists, philosophers - who formed a community to preserve the spiritual knowledge and ways of their ancestors.  The Toltec ways have been passed down for generations, outlasting the conquests of Europe and modern times, and they continue to be keepers of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut"&gt;I read the whole book in one sitting.  That isn't too difficult from a "length" perspective, as it's only 129 pages, but I had to keep putting it down and absorb what I'd just read.  I plan to read it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is very simple.  There are four agreements that you make within yourself that can transform your world. They're listed on most book reviews and on the inside cover - those words alone were strong enough to get me to pull out the wallet and buy the book.  Powerful stuff - but since it's online, I won't go through those - instead, here is one bit that has my brain working:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;In your whole life, nobody has ever abused you more than you have abused yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;  That limit of self-abuse then in turn determines how much abuse you're willing to take from someone else.  If someone exceeds it, you find it easier to walk away.  If less, you will probably stay in the relationship and tolerate it endlessly.  The more self-love we have, the less self-abuse we perform, and the less abuse we accept from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this out there because it spoke loudly to me and I love sharing things that I find exciting or revealing :)  Have you read this book or others that had an impact on your life?  If so, write a little posty for us :)  I'll make the tea ...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-2237224009310251971?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/2237224009310251971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=2237224009310251971&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/2237224009310251971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/2237224009310251971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2007/01/book-chat.html' title='Book Chat'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-118979947875743070</id><published>2007-01-02T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T13:54:23.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's School Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Katie's class is having a world culture day on March 3rd and her teacher  asked us to collect packaging of common items from around the world - things  like candy wrappers, potato chip bags, bread wrappers, etc.  oh! and postcards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If you have any empty containers suitable for 5 yr olds to pass around  (yea, I know you lot!) or would like to send Katie a postcard, please jot me a  note at almsthvn on gmail for the snail address.   We have a big map and will  mark it all up so she can see just where it's all from :) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thank you very much!  Diolch yn fawr iawn!  Dank u!   Passibo!   Paljon kiitoksia!  Merci beaucoup!  Danke schön!  Tusen takk!  y  Muchas gracias !  :)&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-118979947875743070?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/118979947875743070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=118979947875743070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/118979947875743070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/118979947875743070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2007/01/katies-school-project.html' title='Katie&apos;s School Project'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-3417432429112274076</id><published>2006-12-27T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:10:53.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddya Know :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The Midland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent."  You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas.  You have a good voice for TV and radio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 63%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 59%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 48%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 38%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno! When I'm in the south, I sound northern. When I'm in the north, I sound southern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-3417432429112274076?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/3417432429112274076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=3417432429112274076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/3417432429112274076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/3417432429112274076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/12/whaddya-know.html' title='Whaddya Know :)'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-116070671624912573</id><published>2006-10-12T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:31:56.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>and although it's been over a month, there isn't too much to be said.&lt;br /&gt;Mimi - the older cat we got in April that had so many intestinal problems,  has gone to kitty heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;Mickey "the Terror Kitten" is about 7 or 8 months old - kind of like living with a male teenager.  He's adorable, absolutely adorable, and a lunatic at the same time :)&lt;br /&gt;Things with Sean are strange.  Nothing new.  I guess we're friends - though I typically communicate far better with my friends than with him.  That never has worked well.  I haven't quite worked out why. &lt;br /&gt;An old flame resurfaced for a day or two but then vanished again before we even went out again. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm cut out for dating. &lt;br /&gt;Katie is loving Kindergarten.  I'm so proud of my darling - facing so many changes so bravely.&lt;br /&gt;Work is keeping me 120% busy but it's also awesome.  Tiring, but awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-116070671624912573?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/116070671624912573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=116070671624912573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/116070671624912573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/116070671624912573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-guess-its-been-awhile.html' title='I guess it&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114947275056187803</id><published>2006-06-04T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:59:10.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, How are ya?</title><content type='html'>This blog is really out of date - I hope you'll visit the other one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 new kitties now - Mimi is about 1, she's a short-hair, tortoise-shell.  She's nearly all black, with brown splotches and few patches of orange.  She's very mellow and lovey.  We adopted her from the SPCA after Toby died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey is about 8 weeks old, he was picked up by friends of a friend, and they discovered their son is allergic.  So Mickey came to join us - he's tiny, long-hair, orange and white tiger stripes.   He's VERY energetic and his favorite game is to pounce on poor Mimi and rider her like some insane feline rodeo thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are pictures and all kinds of stuff over at &lt;a href="http://almsthvn.livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt;, so do stop by :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114947275056187803?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114947275056187803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114947275056187803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114947275056187803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114947275056187803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-how-are-ya.html' title='Hi, How are ya?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114280762808472648</id><published>2006-03-19T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:35:16.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Mimi!</title><content type='html'>Our new girl &lt;a href="http://almsthvn.livejournal.com/116206.html"&gt;http://almsthvn.livejournal.com/116206.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114280762808472648?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114280762808472648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114280762808472648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114280762808472648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114280762808472648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-mimi.html' title='Welcome Mimi!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114220528440001174</id><published>2006-03-12T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:14:44.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Fever</title><content type='html'>Katie and I went to the animal shelter this afternoon.  There were about 18 cats and I wanted all of them.   There was one tortoiseshell, GORGEOUS female, declawed on all 4 paws but not yet spayed, if I read the chart correctly... WOW she was gorgeous, and very calm and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're next open on Saturday.  We may go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I was watching their eyes. Toby seemed to have such intelligence behind his, and I was looking for a spark of that... but mostly my heart felt sad, missing him still.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since most of you read my live journal, too, I'm thinking about letting this blog quietly die off.  Do come visit me at LJ, though :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114220528440001174?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114220528440001174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114220528440001174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114220528440001174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114220528440001174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/kitty-fever.html' title='Kitty Fever'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114211360551542417</id><published>2006-03-11T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:46:45.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy, I'm Home!</title><content type='html'>Returned from my travels to the hot humid city of Houston Texas this morning.  Had a great time!  Katie enjoyed some time with her Dad and his family and I had only one person to take care of for about 5 days - me!  Twas nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so weird to come home and not be greeted by Toby :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie wants to go to the shelter and choose a new cat.  I've put it off today, I'm not sure I want to dive right into that just yet, but we probably will eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I miss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114211360551542417?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114211360551542417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114211360551542417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114211360551542417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114211360551542417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/lucy-im-home.html' title='Lucy, I&apos;m Home!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114159287792054140</id><published>2006-03-05T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:07:57.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's done.</title><content type='html'>Toby quietly passed away around 3 this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114159287792054140?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114159287792054140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114159287792054140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114159287792054140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114159287792054140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-done.html' title='it&apos;s done.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114157899904038621</id><published>2006-03-05T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:16:39.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby Update</title><content type='html'>It is definitely a brain issue.  I can begin investigative testing/scans to see where/what, or start him on phenobarbitol to control the seizures but not the tumor, or euthanize.   :(    Whatever he has is bad enough to have at least 2 seizures at the house this morning plus 2 more in 3 hours at the vet hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm supposed to go to Indy and then fly to Houston for the rest of the week, leaving Katie with her dad and his family.  That means during the time of our biggest challenge so far, I'll be 1000 miles away from her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating between treating with medicine, which would only buy more time with him and possibly increase his suffering - which means boarding him for the week I'm away, or asking Sean to stay here and give him the meds for me while we're gone and I'm not sure he's available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or saying goodbye.  Today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about 4-6 more hours to think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114157899904038621?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114157899904038621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114157899904038621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114157899904038621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114157899904038621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/toby-update.html' title='Toby Update'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114157156095249476</id><published>2006-03-05T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:13:48.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved Tobias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/almsthvn/Family/Toby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 418px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/almsthvn/Family/Toby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toby wandered into my life in the fall of 1994. All the vet could tell me in 1994 was that there was nothing kitten left about him, so he was well over 1 - making him at least 13-15 years old, possibly even older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby has comforted me through many a tear-filled night dealing with one heartbreak or another. I describe him as a "cranky old man" because he will fuss at you, swish all over you when you LEAST want to be furry, and will allow himself to be petted but on HIS terms. Keep the food and water bowls full, leave him space on the carpet in the sunbeams, and he's happy. But we understand each other - I feel quite adept at Toby-language and have had fun teaching Katie, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Katie and I came downstairs for breakfast and after awhile I realized he was missing. We called him a couple of times and we could hear him meowing. Katie searched upstairs and I checked the basement. I found him way back in the corner of the laundry room, hiding behind the sump pump. He meowed a couple more times. Poor guy was covered in dust bunnies and was panting. I thought maybe he was stuck and started to reach for him when he pulled himself out and kind of half-walked half-crawled across the concrete floor to Katie's playroom and stopped. He was kind of laying down but still on all four feet, if that makes sense - close to the "sphynx" pose. Suddenly he twitched and fell over on his side. Katie started to panic that he was dying and frankly, so was I. I stroked his fur and called his name softly a couple of times, and told him how much I love him. He came back around. I carried him upstairs and sat in the recliner with him in my arms. He was very quiet - normally would be struggling to get away :) His fur felt awful - not just dusty, but lusterless. I wondered how long he had been down on the cold floor, kitty-instincts to find a cool, quiet place. I thanked him for years of love and how very special he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to start wanting down, so I set him on the floor. He crawled a little bit, laid back down, then had another seizure. He looked dead. I shook him a bit and he came back again. By now Katie and I were both dressed so we put him in the carrier - he still had plenty of strength to fight that - and took him to the emergency vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're running tests on him now and keeping him under observation, but they suspect there is something in his brain. I was given several forms including whether or not they should take emergency measures to resuscitate him. I had to sit down and think about that one a lot. He's given me years of love and comfort. He's elderly - his age in people years would be late 70s or more. If there is a mass in his brain, do I really want his last years to be full of suffering? I had to say no, and signed the line that says do not resuscitate. They're going to keep him today and call me in a few hours with the results of the blood tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I sit and remember some precious moments with this beautiful little cat. He seems to instinctively know when I need him most. Like shortly after I learned I was pregnant, he started sleeping on my tummy whenever I was reclined - he'd never done that before and only once since, when my ankle was broken. Katie and I bought his favorite treats yesterday and a toy so he and Sean could play while we're gone next week. He was jumping around after the feathers last night and wolfed down his kitty-treats with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he gets to come home tomorrow but if not, he has already given me so much.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Toby.  Be at peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114157156095249476?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114157156095249476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114157156095249476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114157156095249476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114157156095249476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-beloved-tobias.html' title='My Beloved Tobias'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114143455880896561</id><published>2006-03-03T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T20:09:18.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, I thought those days were done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;almsthvn will have to write:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will not be charged with conspiracy to overthrow the monarchy again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #000000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=84"&gt;'What will you have to write on the chalk board?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #000000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114143455880896561?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114143455880896561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114143455880896561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114143455880896561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114143455880896561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/man-i-thought-those-days-were-done.html' title='Man, I thought those days were done!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114054219886176803</id><published>2006-02-21T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:17:21.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magnificent Katy T</title><content type='html'>.. has done it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New movie &lt;a href="http://skary.net/movies/cupidmovie.html"&gt;Cupid's Last Stand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the little kiddies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114054219886176803?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114054219886176803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114054219886176803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114054219886176803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114054219886176803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/magnificent-katy-t.html' title='The Magnificent Katy T'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114039866154382557</id><published>2006-02-19T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:24:21.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Rules</title><content type='html'>Garrison Keillor, host of &lt;a href="http://prairiehome.publicradio.org"&gt;Prairie Home Companion&lt;/a&gt;, says that the three rules of marriage are the same as the 3 rules for survival in a lifeboat.&lt;br /&gt;1. No sudden moves.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay in your space.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep all thoughts of disaster to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114039866154382557?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114039866154382557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114039866154382557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114039866154382557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114039866154382557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/3-rules.html' title='3 Rules'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114022666231364496</id><published>2006-02-17T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:37:42.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small World</title><content type='html'>It took me a while to catch on to this, but I experienced something rather strange today.  I'm not particularly proud of it, but I have 3 ex-husbands.  I got emails from ALL THREE of them in the past 24 hours.  This is pretty surreal, considering how rarely I hear from 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first attempt at matrimony was to A.  What it boils down to is that we were old enough, but not emotionally mature enough to handle it.  I was a real mess, as a matter of fact - and things imploded in a short 2 years.  We parted on fair enough terms but not running in the same circles, we never saw each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not content with screwing THAT up, I went straight to dating and then marrying B.  Between dating and pre-separation, we were together 7 years.   Legally we were together for an additional year but that was merely paperwork.  We've had to stay in touch because we still work together :)  We get along pretty well as coworkers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wrote to tell me that he'd gotten up to 5 shots of insulin a day but now is using an insulin pump and how much better he's feeling.  He talked a bit about his wife and kids (they have 3 now) and to ask how things are going.  It was really cool to hear from him.  We reconnected about 5 years ago - having Katie inspired me to reconnect with people that have influenced my life and even though things went wonky with us, he was very special.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B wrote to tell me that the other cat we adopted passed away this week.  She must have been about 12 years old - same as my Toby.  Her kidneys shut down :(  Poor thing.  She was jet black and had the most petite little feet I've ever seen on a cat.  She also terrorized the dog, which was funny to watch :)  I know B really loved her, I was sorry to hear of her passing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And D was writing to let me know that Katie will be well cared for while I'm away on business in March. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels kinda like the crossing-the-streams scene from Ghostbusters to hear from them all at once, but it was also kinda cool.  So many people split on horrible terms  - I'm glad we didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything earth-shattering to say about it just yet.  Knowing me, I'll probably be up late tonight pondering the meaning of it all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114022666231364496?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114022666231364496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114022666231364496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114022666231364496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114022666231364496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/small-world.html' title='Small World'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-114013782310341023</id><published>2006-02-16T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T19:57:03.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading to Houston</title><content type='html'>The Big Project I'm on is finally ramping up, and so is the travel.  Until the divorce, Katie has never spent a night away from me.  I think she does better with the nights away than I do :)  Well, come March 6, we'll have our first almost-week apart.   Luckily her dad and his family are available, so she'll spend the time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings about it.  On the one hand, the break from parental duties will be good - on the other, DAMN I'm going to miss my little buddy.   I anticipate high cell phone bills that week :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-114013782310341023?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114013782310341023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=114013782310341023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114013782310341023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/114013782310341023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/heading-to-houston.html' title='Heading to Houston'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113996154775138474</id><published>2006-02-14T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T18:59:07.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Window Online Again?</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=almsthvn"&gt;"how do you describe me" Johari&lt;/a&gt; thing seems to be working again, if you'd like to give it a whirl?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an interesting exercise to see how I think I am and how others see me...  make one for yourself and see what I mean!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113996154775138474?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113996154775138474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113996154775138474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113996154775138474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113996154775138474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-window-online-again.html' title='Johari Window Online Again?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113966257656358392</id><published>2006-02-11T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T07:56:16.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Time!</title><content type='html'>Tis easy!  Just go here and click on the words you think best describe me...  &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=almsthvn"&gt;Almsthvn Johariland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do one of your own and let me know so I can click you, too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113966257656358392?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113966257656358392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113966257656358392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113966257656358392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113966257656358392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-time.html' title='Johari Time!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113962432977705381</id><published>2006-02-10T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:18:49.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annathy Dared me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://annathy.blogspot.com"&gt;Annathy &lt;/a&gt;tagged me to list 8 characteristics of the perfect partner...  being the rebel I am I added a couple more ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has more patience and tolerance than me.  Note this leaves considerable wiggle room ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally a positive-thinker. Not required full-time, but more often than not thinks the world is ok :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent.  Doesn’t “need” me, but wants to be with me.  Huge difference.   And that implies some space in between the people as well, not having to be together every spare minute – I need my space, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outward thinking – “Do a Good Turn Daily” or “Pay it forward” - is cognizant of the people around him and seeks out ways to help &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions back up their words – which goes along with trustworthy, reliable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectful of other people’s opinions, privacy, wishes… but not boringly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent (and not hurtful) humor.  They’d HAVE to have a sense of humor to put up with my goofiness ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves me!  Loves me lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stamina ;)  nuff said ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing, I think, is that the relationship be one that inspires both people.  It's that spiritual connection and desire to be the best that you can, and to give the best that you can, I think that's what makes it special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113962432977705381?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113962432977705381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113962432977705381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113962432977705381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113962432977705381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/annathy-dared-me.html' title='Annathy Dared me!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113952852938839640</id><published>2006-02-09T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:42:09.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooh La La</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Famous Movie Kiss is from Romeo + Juliet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatfamousmoviekissareyouquiz/romeo-juliet.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has my heart loved 'till now? Forswear it, sight! For I never saw a true beauty 'till this night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatfamousmoviekissareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Movie Kiss Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'd pick a different Romeo ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113952852938839640?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113952852938839640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113952852938839640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113952852938839640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113952852938839640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/ooooh-la-la.html' title='Ooooh La La'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113950414928065076</id><published>2006-02-09T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:02:47.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Wookiee Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Han Solo:&lt;/strong&gt; Let him have it. It's not wise to upset a Wookiee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C-3PO&lt;/strong&gt;: But sir, nobody worries about upsetting a droid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Han Solo:&lt;/strong&gt; That's 'cause droids don't pull people's arms out of their sockets when they lose. Wookiees are known to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chewbacca:&lt;/strong&gt; Grrf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C-3PO&lt;/strong&gt;: I see your point, sir. I suggest a new strategy, R2: let the Wookiee win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grrf?!! I heard that sound this morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corollary: Let the Wookiee sleep. even if it's HIS alarm that's going off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRRF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113950414928065076?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113950414928065076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113950414928065076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113950414928065076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113950414928065076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-wookiee-win.html' title='Let the Wookiee Win'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113941204353759966</id><published>2006-02-08T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:20:43.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did My Baby Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://almsthvn.livejournal.com/104359.html"&gt;New post here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://almsthvn.livejournal.com/104359.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113941204353759966?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113941204353759966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113941204353759966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113941204353759966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113941204353759966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-did-my-baby-go.html' title='Where Did My Baby Go?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113935605914944821</id><published>2006-02-07T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:47:39.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Sheryl --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy to the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113935605914944821?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113935605914944821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113935605914944821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113935605914944821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113935605914944821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-name-is.html' title='My Name is...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113928732607238113</id><published>2006-02-06T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:42:06.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Q's</title><content type='html'>1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES? white with blue hearts and green vines&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? I'm between books right now&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? not applicable, I have a touchpad&lt;br /&gt;4. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?  Trivial Pursuit.  BTW, I really hate Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;5. LEAST FAVORITE SMELL? burnt popcorn&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU GET UP IN THE MORNING?  where are my glasses?&lt;br /&gt;7. FAVORITE COLOR?  emerald green&lt;br /&gt;8. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?  orange&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW MANY RINGS 'TILL YOU ANSWER THE PHONE?  2-3 &lt;br /&gt;10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?  Rose  or Christopher (but it's a moot question!)&lt;br /&gt;11. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?  chocolate&lt;br /&gt;12. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST?  why do you ask? what did you see?&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?  sometimes  *giggle*&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU LIKE THUNDER STORMS?  LOVE them&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? Honda CRX&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? Sagittarius (twang!  beware my arrows!)&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?  if they're not too chewy&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB, WHAT WOULD IT BE?  retiree ;)&lt;br /&gt;19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR, WHAT WOULD IT BE?  this one isn't bad :)&lt;br /&gt;20. IS THE GLASS HALF FULL, OR HALF EMPTY?  yes :)&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVORITE MOVIE? I'm getting bored with that question so I'll change my answer: Ed Wood  :)&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS?  often&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? a storage box or 3 &lt;br /&gt;24. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?  42&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?  NASCAR  (btw I HATE watching basketball)&lt;br /&gt;26. YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST INTENSE PAIN?  *snicker*  well, labor was no picnic&lt;br /&gt;27. PERSON MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND TO THIS? &lt;br /&gt;28. PERSON LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND TO THIS? &lt;br /&gt;29. KETCHUP OR MUSTARD?  ketchup for fries, mustard on most stuff&lt;br /&gt;30. HAMBURGER OR HOT DOGS?  the REAL question is french fries or tater tots?&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?  Fall&lt;br /&gt;32. THE BEST PLACE(S) THAT YOU HAVE EVER BEEN? Sarasota Florida  (unless "Sean's arms" is a legal response?) ;)&lt;br /&gt;34. FAVORITE FAST FOOD?  kolaches!&lt;br /&gt;35. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTH NAME? Sheryl Lynn&lt;br /&gt;36. BEST GIFT YOU HAVE RECEIVED? my daughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113928732607238113?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113928732607238113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113928732607238113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113928732607238113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113928732607238113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/36-qs.html' title='36 Q&apos;s'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113917997949092359</id><published>2006-02-05T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:55:56.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a Kitty on my Lap</title><content type='html'>Nothing sweeter than a purring kitty on the lap - of course, if you happen to be using a laptop on your lap at the same time, the shedding hairs are kinda fun as they mingle with the electronics :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113917997949092359?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113917997949092359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113917997949092359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113917997949092359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113917997949092359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/theres-kitty-on-my-lap.html' title='There&apos;s a Kitty on my Lap'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113897395341521897</id><published>2006-02-03T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T08:40:39.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Well do you Know Me?</title><content type='html'>I made up a little quizzy today, let me know how ya do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICKIE or COPY and PASTE this link below it into your browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz_IM.php?quizname=060202205415-527286&amp;"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz&lt;wbr&gt;_IM.php?quizname=060202205415-527286&amp;amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also - if in the USA.. Help pass my 'tato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www01.passthepotato.com/potato-1.php?potatoid=060202223408-432899"&gt;Pass that 'tato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113897395341521897?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113897395341521897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113897395341521897&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113897395341521897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113897395341521897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-well-do-you-know-me.html' title='How Well do you Know Me?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113850789109210259</id><published>2006-01-28T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T23:11:31.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Month Thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birth Month is December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/narcissus.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love life and exude an outgoing, cheerful vibe.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with a great sense of humor, you can laugh at adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul reflects: Celebration, success, and wealth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gemstone: Blue Topaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flower: Narcissus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your colors: Indigo, green, and blue-green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Month Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scoff at adversity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113850789109210259?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113850789109210259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113850789109210259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113850789109210259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113850789109210259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/birth-month-thingy.html' title='Birth Month Thingy'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113839260483082212</id><published>2006-01-27T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:10:04.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Age?</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, my hair was a natural medium blonde, with some strawberry-color highlights.   As I get older, it's turned brown - yet my eyebrows have faded to near nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck?  I don't wanna be one of those ladies that draws body parts back on!  Wah!  *giggle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113839260483082212?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113839260483082212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113839260483082212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113839260483082212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113839260483082212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-age.html' title='Old Age?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113837816667001022</id><published>2006-01-27T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:09:26.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to a lovely blue sky and there was this foreign-looking yellow thing in the sky.  I decided I've reached my seriousity quota for the month and its time to lighten the hell up.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I popped open my not-read-nearly-enough book "And Wisdom Comes Quietly" and it opened to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do not let trifles disturb your tranquillity of mind.... Life is too precious to&lt;br /&gt;be sacrificed for the nonessential and transient.... Ignore the&lt;br /&gt;inconsequential.  -- Grenville Kleiser (1868-1953) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and now, the fantastically beautiful Queen song "A Beautiful Day" is playing. &lt;br /&gt;Yes.  Yes, Freddie, it certainly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;I feel good&lt;br /&gt;And no one's gonna stop me now, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;I feel good&lt;br /&gt;I feel right&lt;br /&gt;And no-one, no-one's gonna stop me now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113837816667001022?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113837816667001022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113837816667001022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113837816667001022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113837816667001022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-day.html' title='New Day'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113836815936312176</id><published>2006-01-27T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T08:22:39.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drats</title><content type='html'>My apologies, people who I had linked to previously. I changed templates and lost them all.  Will put back in one o'dese days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113836815936312176?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113836815936312176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113836815936312176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113836815936312176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113836815936312176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/drats.html' title='drats'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113823343328641259</id><published>2006-01-25T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:57:13.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Sorry.</title><content type='html'>I've never felt so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113823343328641259?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113823343328641259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113823343328641259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113823343328641259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113823343328641259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m So Sorry.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113812539678837202</id><published>2006-01-24T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:56:36.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happened to Me!</title><content type='html'>I had a most interesting experience at lunch today.  I excused myself from the table to go to the ladies room, and as I tried to exit the stall.... TRAPPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, pardon my technical language, but the knob that works the doohickey?  It didn't.  I could slide the latch back and forth ALL day but the little metal posty-thingy didn't budge.  In fact, it mocked me.  &lt;a href="http://scubadiva.tblog.com"&gt;ScubaDiva&lt;/a&gt;'s post about this very subject came to mind and I was grateful that at least I wasn't freezing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I stared at the door.  I didn't have my keys with me or I could've used my new nifty gadget from &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com"&gt;thinkgeek&lt;/a&gt; to pry it open.  I DID have my cell phone, so I called one of my lunch buddies - who couldn't hear her phone ring over the noise of the restaurant.  Hmm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metal sides of the stall were too low for me to slide out the bottom and too high for me to climb over.  Hmmm again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to resort to yelling - which I CAN do quite well if the situation calls for it - but I decided to give the latch ONE LAST CHANCE.  I glared at it with my best Mom face, wiggled the knob a bit and it finally caught and slid open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.  You'd think that would be enough, but it actually occurred to me to try closing it and opening it again.  *blink*  Luckily the brunette hairs won over the blonde, and I made my escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how was your morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113812539678837202?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113812539678837202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113812539678837202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113812539678837202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113812539678837202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-happened-to-me.html' title='It Happened to Me!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113811675088272400</id><published>2006-01-24T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:32:30.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>... is something I am continually working on.  My pal Rand over on tblog wrote about it today. I thought I should paste bits of it here so I don't forget.  :)   (work in progress and all that rot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Listen patiently, and you will better understand.&lt;br /&gt;In patience there is power.&lt;br /&gt;In patience, there is the expression of real and abiding love.&lt;br /&gt;Patience melts away painful and destructive anxieties.&lt;br /&gt;Patience helps to avoid careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Patience reveals a depth of strong character.&lt;br /&gt;Patience provides comfort and refuge for those who are weary of the world's frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;Patience is crucial to persistence. And with sufficient persistence, any goal can be reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, do I have a ways to go ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny - sometimes the well is infinite, and other times ... not so much.  Must ponder this some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113811675088272400?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113811675088272400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113811675088272400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113811675088272400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113811675088272400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113806006349494488</id><published>2006-01-23T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T18:47:43.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Story Role memey thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Elblai/1120501050_nisidekick.jpg" alt="The Sidekick" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- You Are The Sidekick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let's get 'em, together!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the helpful one. You may be shy and timid,&lt;br /&gt;but you are the kind that always seems to be&lt;br /&gt;doing something for someone else. On top of&lt;br /&gt;that, you are probably rarely seen away from&lt;br /&gt;another person. This extreme social life&lt;br /&gt;probably leads to hardships in other areas -&lt;br /&gt;but you do not mind that much. It makes life&lt;br /&gt;interesting, and if you can sort through the&lt;br /&gt;small troubles to help others, it makes&lt;br /&gt;everything you do worth it. You are not afraid&lt;br /&gt;to do the dirty stuff if you need to, though -&lt;br /&gt;so long as someone is there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/users/Elblai/quizzes/Which%20Classic%20Story%20Role%20Do%20You%20Play%3F/"&gt; Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I want a REALLY COOL costume and a nickname like SUPER WENCH!&lt;br /&gt;OOooh!  my RenFest shirt!  now I need a cape ....  (NO CAPES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1070/525/1600/SuperWench.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1070/525/320/SuperWench.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113806006349494488?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113806006349494488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113806006349494488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113806006349494488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113806006349494488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/classic-story-role-memey-thingy.html' title='Classic Story Role memey thingy'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113794162161528956</id><published>2006-01-22T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T14:05:01.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Soul Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(238,238,238)" align="middle" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Newborn Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/newborn-soul.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tolerant, accepting, and willing to give anyone a chance.&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, you're easy to read and easily influenced by others.&lt;br /&gt;You have a fresh perspective on life, and you can be very creative.&lt;br /&gt;Noconformist and nontraditional, you've never met anyone who's like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventive and artistic, you like to be a trendsetter.&lt;br /&gt;You have an upbeat spirit and you like almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;You make friends easily and often have long standing friendships.&lt;br /&gt;Implusive and trusting, you fall in love a little too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that pretty well nails it :)   Not completely sold on the trendsetter bit, I kinda do my own thing and if others join in, the more the merrier but if not... meh :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Thank goodness THIS meme didn't mention "obedience".  SHEESH. )&lt;br /&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/8031748-113794162161528956?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113794162161528956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113794162161528956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113794162161528956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113794162161528956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-kind-of-soul-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Soul Are You?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113786157018721897</id><published>2006-01-21T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:39:30.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oy VEY</title><content type='html'>new Katie tale over on "her" blog... follow link to the right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113786157018721897?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113786157018721897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113786157018721897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113786157018721897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113786157018721897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/oy-vey.html' title='Oy VEY'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113780255054836521</id><published>2006-01-20T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T03:09:06.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just this Once</title><content type='html'>For the record, eating the last of the fudgy chocolate brownies is a criminal offense in this house.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, stopping to get milk when you're already so tired you're about to fall over is worth big points... we'll call it even this time ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113780255054836521?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113780255054836521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113780255054836521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113780255054836521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113780255054836521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-this-once.html' title='Just this Once'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113778270029130836</id><published>2006-01-20T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:45:00.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Words :)</title><content type='html'>I mean... you just wouldn't believe... and SO sweet! ... silly wookiee... happy sigh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113778270029130836?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113778270029130836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113778270029130836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113778270029130836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113778270029130836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-words.html' title='No Words :)'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113768565956465851</id><published>2006-01-19T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:47:39.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheryl's Rule: It's Not a Lie if you Sing it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sings  Oh I l-o-v-e where I work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to accomplish is very simple.  A database has too much data, which is about to lead to the backups crashing over.  So let's archive some data, shall we?  Quickly, please? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to even begin, there have to be 4 longish documents in the IT department describing in painful detail how the software works, what kind of server it needs, EVERY thing.  What security rights are needed by admins and users, you name it, it's in there.  These documents are reviewed annually and by golly I KNOW they're in there because I wrote half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I filed the "Pretty Please Oh Please Sir May I POSSIBLY Maintain My Own Database" form and it was denied, because NOW there is a 5th document required.  Never mind that I've never heard tell of this mysterious #5... and apparently there's no online documentation as to WHAT the document looks like much less instructions how to complete the form... or even a copy of the form itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sings OH It's so much fun to try to get things done, Oh it's OH SO FUN indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would dearly love to have #5 on file, if I could only find the form and &lt;em&gt;FILL IT IN (grrrr!)&lt;/em&gt;.  I requested assistance from the Great Document Goddesses, who sent me a link via email which... ... (clicks around on the dozen--plus links on the page) ... as far as I can tell, is completely irrevelant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll just let the database fill up and crash and fall over while I look for My Precious Word template with precisely the right checkboxes.  Ok?  Meanwhile, I'll forward all the application support calls to the Document Goddesses.   They need something to keep them busy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sings OH It's so much fun to try to get things done, Oh it's OH SO FUN indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113768565956465851?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113768565956465851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113768565956465851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113768565956465851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113768565956465851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/sheryls-rule-its-not-lie-if-you-sing.html' title='Sheryl&apos;s Rule: It&apos;s Not a Lie if you Sing it'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113759543173840778</id><published>2006-01-18T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:43:51.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Meme</title><content type='html'>As tagged by Annathy, I did that there Movie Meme ... it's over &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/almsthvn/91055.html"&gt;yonder way &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113759543173840778?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113759543173840778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113759543173840778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113759543173840778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113759543173840778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/movie-meme.html' title='Movie Meme'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113751060848994733</id><published>2006-01-17T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T10:10:08.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Restrain Myself Any More!</title><content type='html'>I'm about to bust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this isn't about my love life, that's still secret ;)   Ok, mostly secret... kinda... especially from my parents... oh hell!  What was I talking about?   OH YES!!   &lt;strong&gt;MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get thy buns over &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/adriaanse"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to listen to some lovely songs and view video! *bouncy bouncy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antal is a dear i-friend from years back and we finally got to meet this Fall. In fact, he got to see rather more of Katie and I than he planned after our little smash-up thing on 9/25 ;)  Oops.  &lt;em&gt;*mental note:  insides of police cars and hospitals are not real high on tourist-attractions for foreigners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But go listen!  and leave comments!  Please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For girls affected by accents - Dutch is a &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; sexy language!! and the lead singer is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Edit -- The author would like to apologize for her overuse of EXCLAMATION POINTS - chalk it up to another night of not sleeping (pace pace pace) and an overload of caffeine to try to compensate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113751060848994733?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113751060848994733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113751060848994733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113751060848994733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113751060848994733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-cant-restrain-myself-any-more.html' title='I Can&apos;t Restrain Myself Any More!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113748272964909500</id><published>2006-01-17T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T02:25:29.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewww.</title><content type='html'>Peanut Butter M&amp;Ms.  I don't think I'd ever be that desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Dark Chocolate ones?  Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113748272964909500?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113748272964909500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113748272964909500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113748272964909500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113748272964909500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/ewww.html' title='Ewww.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113745222704176495</id><published>2006-01-16T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:57:07.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FEET!</title><content type='html'>I COMPLETELY forgot that I had my follow-up appointment with my orthopedic surgeon this afternoon.  I got x-rayed, poked, stretched, etc. and the prognosis is - no more physical therapy!  WOO!  I got back nearly full range of motion (some angles got lost) but most daily activities are fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so relieved!  I picked Katie up early and went to Wendy's for Frostys!  YUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113745222704176495?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113745222704176495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113745222704176495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113745222704176495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113745222704176495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-feet.html' title='HAPPY FEET!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113743564344780590</id><published>2006-01-16T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:22:18.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Notes</title><content type='html'>Welcome home, hon :)  :)  :)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Dad this morning, he's fuzzy but ok. Seems some medicines were interacting on him, prescription and over-the-counter, so he's talking to his doctor to get it squared away. He's now got the highest BP in the family - previously I had the record at 200/100 a day after katie was born (preeclampsia, etc.) .. but his last night was 230+/130+. Way to go Dad! (EEEP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Miss Katie this morning was a fun experience. She was really wound up last night between her outing with Dad AND THE CANDY (grrr!) (oh, I'll get even, don't worry) - it was after 10:30 before she finally fell asleep. So this morning, guess who's cranky? Oy VEY. We managed to avoid a HUGE meltdown (just a minor scrimmage) and get out the door - her with an old cell phone in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie's decided that she's the adult and she's going to work, and chats on the cell phone all the way there. Here's what I overhear... "Oh REALLY. Well I didn't know! ... Oh that's a shame... I'm on my way now... yes? ... mmm hmmm.... oh, hang on, I think I'm losing you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113743564344780590?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113743564344780590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113743564344780590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113743564344780590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113743564344780590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/quick-notes.html' title='Quick Notes'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113738759008660029</id><published>2006-01-15T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:02:59.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Matters</title><content type='html'>Today was a lovely sunny day.  One of my favorite places around here is &lt;a href="http://www.lovelandcastle.com"&gt;Loveland Castle&lt;/a&gt;. I had been out doing errands and felt the need to slow down and get a dose of nature. I drove over and spent some time walking around the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only a couple of other people there, quietly snapping photos. I sat in the sun and listened to the birds, a little perturbed at how few bird calls I could recognize. I could hear the trees rustling in the breeze and could even make out the sounds of the nearby river. The cold from the stones sank through my clothes as I sat, and my heart began to sink. I'd love to share that place with Sean, he would SO dig it. I felt chilled inside and out. I went to the car to warm up a bit but left the windows down so I could still enjoy the sounds. I txt'd Sean that I really miss him - he's been out of town working since Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He phoned me a little later and we talked a bit about the castle. We both kind of laughed when I said "it's far too romantic a place to be by yourself, I had to leave", but I was still teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.  I'm way too mushy for my own good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother called me a few hours ago that my mom had called for an ambulance. My Dad's blood pressure was "extremely high". I don't yet know what all else was involved, just that they took him to the hospital and have been running tests on him. The good news is that they don't believe his heart was involved. Of course, nearly 2 hours passed between the first phone call and the update, so Yours Truly wore a path in the carpet in the meanwhile. And every stitch of clothing in the house has been laundered within an inch of it's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept trying to calm myself down with this line - it would really suck to have a heart attack worrying about my dad's heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a happier note - only 30 days til Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113738759008660029?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113738759008660029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113738759008660029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113738759008660029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113738759008660029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/heart-matters.html' title='Heart Matters'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113736478150172563</id><published>2006-01-15T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:39:41.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm out this afternoon doing a few errands, enjoying some sunbeams and trying to get myself out of a fairly foul mood. I scan radio stations for some angry music - some really loud metal so I can scream and get the crap out of my system - and what comes on? Rod Stewart. "If you want my body, and ya think I'm sexy, c'mon baby tell me so..." All I could do was laugh! And I felt better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113736478150172563?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113736478150172563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113736478150172563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113736478150172563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113736478150172563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/grrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrr!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113728710472375242</id><published>2006-01-14T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:05:04.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a lot ...</title><content type='html'>The morning starts surreally - my old pal Gary (he from England now in Perth, Oz) IM's me - "Come to Los Angeles this weekend!  We'll have a great time!"  I've been toying with the idea of driving to Memphis, TN next Monday to join him for a couple days as he bops around the USA.  I'd just about talked myself out of it - but fly to LA at the drop of a hat?  That's NUTS.  Ok, I confess, I checked ticket prices and found flights for $420.  Horrible hours and changes, but possible.  No no no, this is ridiculous.  Then he batted his eyelashes at me and reminded me of his accent.  STOP!  Stop foul temptor!!  Stop trying to seduce me with promises of drives into the mountains and stuff!  So I dunno yet if I'll do either - but oh so tempting, he is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss K was incredibly quiet this morning, sitting in the recliner for about 3 hours, not moving a muscle.  A little whiny - no fever, just tired.  Finally, around 1, I said "let's go for kolaches!"  The kolache place was still open but nearly OUT OF FOOD!  *GASP*  I picked up a few BBQ's for Sean for later.  He's working out of town this weekend but they should heat up ok, whenever he gets back.  He's addicted to the things now but is usually at work when they're open. Nothing worse than a craving that can't be filled ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us girls went for "beauty day" and got our hair cut.  Katie's looks REALLY CUTE -  then to the grocery to pick up some yummy healthy foods and some ice cream and donut holes.  Because it's the weekend, and we can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the afternoon was very quiet, spent at the house - which gives my imagination WAY too much time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If money were no object? I'd drop Katie off at mom's, then kidnap Sean and jet the two of us off to LA to hang out with the Gaz-meister.  They'd get along great, even if they couldn't understand each other's accents, they both speak "guitar" :)  And I'd get to spend a few days with two of the HOTTEST men on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  When did I get grown up and boring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113728710472375242?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113728710472375242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113728710472375242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113728710472375242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113728710472375242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-lot.html' title='Not a lot ...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113709013635313302</id><published>2006-01-12T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:22:16.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things We Do For...</title><content type='html'>I went grocery shopping at lunchtime.  I'm standing in the peanut butter section, hesitating.  Slowly, I extended my arm and reached for the Jiff jar with the (gag) CREAMY label on it, and put it in the cart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, thank goodness he didn't ask me to get mayonnaise.  I'll do a lot for the man I care about, but even I have my limits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113709013635313302?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113709013635313302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113709013635313302&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113709013635313302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113709013635313302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-we-do-for.html' title='The Things We Do For...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113699431599597028</id><published>2006-01-11T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T10:45:16.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If I were any happier, I would explode.  My heart simply couldn't contain it and there'd be little fuzzy curly-haired bits o'Sheryl everywhere.  It would be a terrible mess.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm a 43-year old woman who has been through a number of life-altering experiences.  Believe me when I say I have never felt like this before :)   Wait lemme think... nope, never ;)  And there's comfort in the knowledge that in the short 2 months we've known each other, there've been a couple of bumps and the way we worked through them softened my heart even further (and I'm a pretty mushy person to start with).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It must be magic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank you, hon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113699431599597028?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113699431599597028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113699431599597028&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113699431599597028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113699431599597028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/magic.html' title='Magic'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113691664495688708</id><published>2006-01-10T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:14:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Phantom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/almsthvn/Hunks/PotO_PtNoReturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" height="366" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/almsthvn/Hunks/PotO_PtNoReturn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,&lt;br /&gt;to that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence . . .&lt;br /&gt;I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why . . .&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining defenseless and silent -&lt;br /&gt;and now I am here with you: no second thoughts, I've decided, decided . . .&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return - no going back now:our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .&lt;br /&gt;Past all thought of right or wrong - one final question:&lt;br /&gt;how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .?&lt;br /&gt;When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom?&lt;br /&gt;When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed,&lt;br /&gt;so stand and watch it burn . . .We've passed the point of no return . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/almsthvn/Hunks/PotO_PtNoReturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm yummy...  phew.. is it warm in here?  *fans self*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113691664495688708?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113691664495688708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113691664495688708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113691664495688708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113691664495688708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-i-love-phantom.html' title='Why I Love Phantom...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113684051334506546</id><published>2006-01-09T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:01:53.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am SO amused.</title><content type='html'>Thinking it's high time I stopped using the company cell phone for personal biz, I ordered a phone of my own today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new phone number ends in the numbers 739... or S-E-X *blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part should be easy to remember, it's the first 4 digits that'll be tricky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113684051334506546?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113684051334506546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113684051334506546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113684051334506546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113684051334506546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-so-amused.html' title='I am SO amused.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113682854636927347</id><published>2006-01-09T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:43:31.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*giggle*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Missing: Sheryl's Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute average-sized wrinkly brain with bits of pink and purple for pizazz.&lt;br /&gt;If found, please call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1-MEN.TAL.CASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, let it run around and play awhile. I'm having too much fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113682854636927347?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113682854636927347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113682854636927347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113682854636927347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113682854636927347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/giggle.html' title='*giggle*'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113652574976433133</id><published>2006-01-06T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T14:23:05.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Meme</title><content type='html'>A - Accent: Take 1/5 Mississippi, 2/5 West Virginia, and 2/5 Midwest, jumble them up and it's somewhere close. And no, Andrew, I'm NOT A YANKEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Breakfast Item: tall glass of ice cold milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Chore you hate: cleaning the bathtubs. I hire it done. How lazy is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad's Name: Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Essential everyday item: cellphone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Flavour ice cream: teehee, cute U - Graeters chocolate chocolate chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gold or Silver: yes please. I wear more yellow gold but like either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Home town: born in Richmond Virginia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- Insomnia: seems to be a new habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Job Title: Senior Information Technology Analyst (which I abbreviate SrITA - no one else seems to find it as funny as I do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: 1 lovely daughter - unlikely to bear more but would take in strays :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Living arrangements: share home with cat and child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Mom's birthplace: West Virginia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of pets you have: 1 cat (who owns who? whom?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- Overnight hospital stays: tonsillectomy, c-section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: used to be pretty terrified of flying then got over it, then 9/11 happened - we'll see how the next flight goes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Queer?: I prefer eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Religious Affiliation: Presbyterian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Siblings: 1 brother - he rocks. we're grown ups now, he used to be a pain in the ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you wake up: which time? 3 am, 6:30 am, and if I sleep thru the alarm, 8 (gulp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unnatural hair colours you've worn: I tried a strawberry blonde that came out pretty Ronald McDonald. Highly attractive (retch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: lima beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit: hard to choose one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you’ve had: right arm, ankles, right collarbone, and the usual teeth-thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy: &lt;a title="This Guy" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/84982493@N00/79892880/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Sean" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/79892880_292580ede8.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius. or however you spell it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113652574976433133?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113652574976433133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113652574976433133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113652574976433133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113652574976433133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/abc-meme.html' title='ABC Meme'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113648798377525125</id><published>2006-01-05T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T14:06:23.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>Continuing on the earlier theme: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;One way to become enthusiastic is to look for the plus sign. &lt;strong&gt;To make progress in any difficult situation, you have to start with what's right about it and build on that&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; --Norman Vincent Peale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; recently that I'm a work in progress and I hoped he could be patient while I sort a thing or two out.  He said "as long as there is progress, there is always hope."  and he smiled.  and my heart lifted.  Isn't that so cool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113648798377525125?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113648798377525125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113648798377525125&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113648798377525125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113648798377525125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113647839222291077</id><published>2006-01-05T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T11:27:26.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh</title><content type='html'>I was having a HELLISH morning. I was late for work, which exponentially slows down the child, the CD player in the new car broke (no tunes! Wah!) and I'm stomping around making MMMEH noises like the angry diva in Phantom of the Opera (movie verison, Minnie Driver was HILARIOUS)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a little phone call, just to chat. *birds start chirping, clouds part and the sun comes out... oh yeah. I .. umm.. yeah. Mental I am, I know, but at least I'm the HAPPY kind of nut. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some work-stuff happens. I get a little break. I was sitting there starting to get worked up about something and collecting my thoughts when I was overcome with a feeling of peace. It wasn't consciously generated, it just was there. It's all gonna be ok. Things are going to work out the way they were intended to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's been happening to me a lot lately. I'll get stressed out that something isn't going the way *I* wanted it to (how dare it!) ;) Even cooler - the time between the anxiety and the calm is shortening, too - now THAT rocks! Could it be that... gasp... I'm maturing a little? Eww that's scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP - Michael Hedges "Torched" : a monstrously beautiful acoustic album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113647839222291077?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113647839222291077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113647839222291077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113647839222291077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113647839222291077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113645062437224135</id><published>2006-01-05T03:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T03:45:46.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>... does the cat zoom around the house at 3:30 a.m.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...does a sore throat make me so miserable?  Maybe because it only hurts when I breathe, swallow, or giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...have I been waking up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason?  (perhaps related to question 1?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...does a 3 1/2 ft tall girl need the WHOLE Queen-sized bed? After taking a dozen feet to the chest I gave up and slept in HER bed last night. It's kinda fun to sleep in there - makes ya feel all princess-y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did this get me all excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... am I still awake? ... perhaps coz i got a txt hours ago "at hospital with friend - will call shortly" and then no call? ACK! Don't do me like that, my imagination goes into freakazoid mode! (swats at his kneecap) ;)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope they are ok, hon. Hugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall attempt to find a bed to sleep in now - g'night and good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113645062437224135?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113645062437224135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113645062437224135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113645062437224135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113645062437224135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113638162399691143</id><published>2006-01-04T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T08:33:44.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart is Sick</title><content type='html'>The story of the trapped miners in WV is horrifying.  13 men were missing after an explosion early Monday morning.   Tuesday night around 9:00 p.m.  a body was recovered but there were no signs of the other 12.   Hope was thin, but perhaps the 12 had been able to barricade themselves somewhere with a pocket of good air.  Knowing that the men had only an hour of oxygen on them, and treaters to provide another 7 hours of breathable air ... it was discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight Tuesday night/Wednesday morning, word spread like wildfire that the 12 had been found alive.  Church bells were ringing, jubilation for the families - hedged with fear since the identity of the man found earlier had not yet been released.  I went to bed thankful that the majority of them had been found alive and prayerful they would recover from any injuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having trouble falling asleep so I came back downstairs to watch CNN some more for the happy news.  Around 2:15 a.m. they released that a man had been transported to a local hospital in critical condition - unconscious but alive.   There were still a dozen or so ambulances at the mine but none were rushing off.  Thirty minutes later, relatives of the missing miners approached Anderson Cooper during a live broadcast - they were in shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of "12 alive" was false.  The owner of the mine (Ben Hatfield) had just told the families there at the church that there was only ONE survivor.  ONE.   Another 30 minutes later there was a press conference by the mine owner.   He said that the earlier news of 12 survivors was NOT an approved release from the mining company - that they knew the information was incorrect but that they didn't know yet how many were alive or dead so they didn't step in to stop the earlier celebrations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do NOT understand is why the mine didn't step in IMMEDIATELY to say "the report of survivors is unconfirmed, please wait until we know for certain."  Don't let people who've been in agony for 40 hours believe their ordeal is over for nearly THREE hours, then step in and slam them into the ground.   That's JUST WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hatfield was quoted as saying "welcome to the worst day of my life."  If that "welcome to" bit of the quote is correct, I imagine Mr. Hatfield's worst day has yet to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those poor families.  That community.  My home state.  I can't even imagine what they're feeling today.  I pray it's handled with grace.   I pray that Mr. McCloy, the sole survivor, is able to recover and that the truth is revealed, for the sakes of the families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113638162399691143?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113638162399691143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113638162399691143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113638162399691143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113638162399691143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-heart-is-sick.html' title='My Heart is Sick'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113626516677341477</id><published>2006-01-03T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:12:46.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback :)</title><content type='html'>I was going through an old blog of mine and found this, written 9/9/04.  I'm putting it here as a reminder of where I've been and where I hope to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within there is a yearning&lt;br /&gt;for peace, for love, for hope&lt;br /&gt;I paint a smile with my lips and eyes&lt;br /&gt;but my heart does not shine with light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tender touch, a loving smile&lt;br /&gt;a warm gaze, a passionate kiss&lt;br /&gt;A love to soar the soul and buoy the spirit&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing strength when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Solace when there is anxiety&lt;br /&gt;Comfort where there is pain&lt;br /&gt;I feel as empty as a well run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worthy of such love.&lt;br /&gt;It does not only exist in tales of princes&lt;br /&gt;and princesses, fair, noble, and kind.&lt;br /&gt;I still believe.&lt;br /&gt;-- SW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113626516677341477?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113626516677341477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113626516677341477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113626516677341477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113626516677341477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/flashback.html' title='Flashback :)'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113622469743092895</id><published>2006-01-02T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:59:10.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for Miners and Families</title><content type='html'>On CNN.com today is a newstory about 13 miners who are trapped more than a mile underground in WV. So far, attempts to reach them have not been successful. If you have a moment, please pray for these miners and their families...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113622469743092895?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113622469743092895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113622469743092895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113622469743092895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113622469743092895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/prayers-for-miners-and-families.html' title='Prayers for Miners and Families'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113621730452131279</id><published>2006-01-02T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T10:55:04.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>I hated the person I was a year ago. I had hardened my heart to cope with my living conditions - and that's like, the anti-Sheryl.  I was a bitter person inside, angry at nearly everything.  I am so much further along today than this time a year ago.  I still have things to work through. It pops up in strange places and bless the people around me today - yeah, you  :)  - for recognizing what's happening and sticking by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a work in progress but I like that I'm getting back to the "old" me and opening up to loving again. When you surround your heart with walls to keep the bad stuff out, it also keeps out the joy and I've missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dating around a bit the past 6 months, seeing a handful of people but not really involved until recently. It's scary as all get out and exciting and wonderful all at the same time. I dunno what is going to happen but I'm feeling myself opening up to possibilities that I would have otherwise ducked away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I'm hopeful for 2006 - because I am capable of being a better person than I've been. And that, as Martha says, is a Good Thing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113621730452131279?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113621730452131279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113621730452131279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113621730452131279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113621730452131279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-in-progress.html' title='Work in Progress'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113609146294946521</id><published>2005-12-31T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:57:42.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found on my Messenger</title><content type='html'>I returned to my computer after putting Katie to bed for the night to find this on my screen:  "and may your year be full of very special orgasms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113609146294946521?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113606846606268136</id><published>2005-12-31T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:34:26.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Current Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When The Road Gets Dark&lt;br /&gt;And You Can No Longer See&lt;br /&gt;Let My Love Throw A Spark&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When The Tears You Cry&lt;br /&gt;Are All You Can Believe&lt;br /&gt;Give These Loving Arms A Try Baby&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Your Secret Heart&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Speak So Easily&lt;br /&gt;From A Whisper Start&lt;br /&gt;To Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When Your Back'S Against The Wall&lt;br /&gt;Just Turn Around And You Will See&lt;br /&gt;I Will Catch Your Fall&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When The Road Gets Dark&lt;br /&gt;And You Can No Longer See&lt;br /&gt;Let My Love Throw A Spark&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Been Loving You For Such A Long Time&lt;br /&gt;Expecting Nothing In Return&lt;br /&gt;Just For You To Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;br /&gt;You Know Time, Time Is Our Friend&lt;br /&gt;I Will Hold You Up, I Will Hold You Up&lt;br /&gt;Your Love Gives Me Strength Enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113606846606268136?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113606846606268136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113606846606268136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113606846606268136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113606846606268136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-current-inspiration.html' title='My Current Inspiration'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113603873350108743</id><published>2005-12-31T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T09:18:53.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Katie Picture</title><content type='html'>Please go here: http://katiebuggybug.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113603873350108743?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113603873350108743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113603873350108743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113603873350108743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113603873350108743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-katie-picture.html' title='New Katie Picture'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113586857190428489</id><published>2005-12-29T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T10:02:51.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>I had the weirdest-ass dream last night.  Thankfully my daughter kicked me and woke me up when she did or lord knows what might have happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bits I remember is that &lt;a href="http://www.keneally.com"&gt;Mike Keneally &lt;/a&gt; was in town playing at a bar.  I remember that I knew the bar pretty well - which is funny because I've lived her 21+ years and have only been to 2 EVER...  anyway, Keneally and his band were setting up to play but  the place warped into something else and there was no beer, so they asked me to make a beer run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look over, and there is Steve, my best friend all through college, sitting in front of a table BUCK NAKED.  Not sitting shyly either, if you know what I mean.  I asked him to come with me to get beer and WHACK.  I was awakened by a foot to the back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink*  Now, I haven't seen Steven in ... 18 years?  and nude certainly wasn't how he dressed to attend class!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratches head*  What the HECK?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113586857190428489?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113586857190428489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113586857190428489&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113586857190428489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113586857190428489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113581547908912739</id><published>2005-12-28T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:17:59.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genetics or Environmental?</title><content type='html'>This is the week where I am on vacation and have planned NOTHING.  WOO HOO!  So far, we're doing a darn good job of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Middletown today to visit my bestest pal Judy.  She's 2 months older than me and I believe even crazier.  It's pretty close, anyway! ;)  We ate ourselves silly (Judy loves to bake - cookies galore!) and exchanged gifts.  Jude - despite her promise to STAY SANE this year went nuts again.  Blast her and her mail orders!  ;)  She gave me this one thing because she KNOWS I hate them.  It's sorta like this: &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2005/06/03/pink_toolkit.html"&gt; A PINK TOOLKIT&lt;/a&gt;  I LOATHE these things.  PINK.  Like because I'm female I can't handle a regular tool???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Had to pause and wipe my eyes laughing at THAT phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Had to pause again.  I need a tissue!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Judy heard me ranting against these things awhile back and went immediately online to order me one.  Oh, justice WILL be mine.  I'm thinking about 3 dozen of these &lt;a href="http://www.shop.com/op/~RED_WILD_FLAMINGO_YARD_ORN_1PC_per_Piece-prod-12175101"&gt; flamingos &lt;/a&gt; ... mysteriously appearing in her front yard overnight.  I especially like these for their sassy hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the Katie story of the day.  We've been out running around - Judy's, the Torture Chamber (Physical Therapy), bank.  We get home, I get settled into the recliner and I hear crumble crumble crumble.... "Katie? What are you doing?" (no response, just more crumbling) "Kathryn ELIZABETH what ARE you DOING?" "I'm making snow for baby Jesus!"  *blink*  "WHAT?"  "I'm making snow for Baby Jesus - he needs some snow".  I get up to investigate and there is a trail of pulverized styrofoam down the hall, through the foyer, into the dining room, and up to the table with the manger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of styrofoam that breaks down into tiny little pellets?  Yeah, that kind.  All I could do was laugh!  Then we got out the sweeper so she could clean it up :)  Except for the snow around baby Jesus.  He kinda likes it, I was told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened some gifts from my ex-in-laws (outlaws)... some nice things but this one just slayed me - a box of 4 candles.  Ok, that's nice but.. it's clunky so I open it up?  There's only 2 candles in there.  She'd diviied it up with someone else, apparently - or maybe had already used the other 2.  At least take it out of the box that says "four"!  *giggle* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get an email from my dad - my mom has a friend visiting and he's hanging out in the basement.  He knows his sister-in-law is coming to visit next week, so he plans to go camping.  I guess it doesn't matter where, as long as it isn't there ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - genetics or environment?  Either way, my daughter is screwed ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113581547908912739?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113581547908912739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113581547908912739&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113581547908912739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113581547908912739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/genetics-or-environmental.html' title='Genetics or Environmental?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113570053498829336</id><published>2005-12-27T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T11:22:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>"They're NOT stockings, they're SOCKS."  Oh, my darling little daughter - who is WAY too quick to correct her elders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day, we went to service at my brother's church.  He called the children forward for a children's story.  Katie and a girl that just turned 1 were the only kids there.  He let the girls help put the pieces in the manger scene while he talked about The Story.  I was SO amazed that when he said "here are the 3 magi" that she didn't pipe up "NUH UH! Those aren't Magi, they're WISE MEN"  (or wise guys, as I've called them once or twice).  Phew.  My heart was pounding out of its chest just at the thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big news story - some of the larger churches in Louisville closed on Sunday.  One pastor was quoted as saying "we're closing because this is a time to be with family."  *blink*  My brother spoke about it from the pulpit saying he could understand why families might choose to stay home on that particular day - but he didn't understand a church that would close its doors on one of the holiest days of our year.  He said it more elegantly but that's about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way my brother thinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie and I had a lovely time down at my parents' house for a few days.  Santa came Saturday night after we got home from late night service, so when she woke up there was the My Little Pony that she'd been waiting 25 years for!  LOL!  She's 4!  And a ginormous teddy bear that she said was soft and cuddly like me.  *blink*  LOL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an incredibly lovely time, just spending time with people that are special to me.    So my favorite gift of all is the one that you can't see :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113570053498829336?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113570053498829336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113570053498829336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113570053498829336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113570053498829336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113557496436127955</id><published>2005-12-26T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:29:24.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's Prayer</title><content type='html'>Mom, I can't go to sleep yet because I didn't say a prayer to God and I didn't do one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;I want you take care of the whole world.  Please help me be a grown up and so I can understand better.  Please watch over us while we sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113557496436127955?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113557496436127955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113557496436127955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113557496436127955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113557496436127955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/katies-prayer.html' title='Katie&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113556345356878396</id><published>2005-12-25T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:26:41.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Christmas Wish</title><content type='html'>Prince: Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Am I making believe I see in you a girl too lovely to be really true?&lt;br /&gt;Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream or are you really as beautiful as you seem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella: Am I making believe I see in you a man too perfect to be really true?&lt;br /&gt;Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both: Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream or are you really as wonderful as you seem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm 43, not 4... but wouldn't it be wonderful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113556345356878396?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113556345356878396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113556345356878396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113556345356878396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113556345356878396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/little-christmas-wish.html' title='A little Christmas Wish'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113549060411263074</id><published>2005-12-25T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:03:24.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, My Friends!</title><content type='html'>To my friends old and new, may this holiday season be merry and bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Sheryl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113549060411263074?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113549060411263074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113549060411263074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113549060411263074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113549060411263074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-my-friends.html' title='Merry Christmas, My Friends!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113536909085010909</id><published>2005-12-23T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:18:10.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee hee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4B8B8" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Naughty This Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B8F7D0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/hownaughtywereyouthisyearquiz/naughty.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were 80% Naughty, 20% Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not have been good this year...&lt;br /&gt;But you sure had a really good time.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing from Santa could top that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/hownaughtywereyouthisyearquiz/"&gt;How Naughty (Or Nice) Were You This Year?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113536909085010909?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113536909085010909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113536909085010909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113536909085010909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113536909085010909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/tee-hee.html' title='Tee hee!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113531035973421156</id><published>2005-12-22T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:59:19.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Amused</title><content type='html'>Traditional Sagittarius Traits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and freedom-loving&lt;br /&gt;Jovial and good-humored&lt;br /&gt;Honest and straightforward&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual and philosophical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the dark side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blindly optimistic and careless&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsible and superficial&lt;br /&gt;Tactless and restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh... Blindly optimistic? no shit. &lt;br /&gt;but superficial?  I don't THINK so Tim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113531035973421156?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113531035973421156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113531035973421156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113531035973421156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113531035973421156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-are-amused.html' title='We are Amused'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113518810512166426</id><published>2005-12-21T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T13:01:45.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Grown Up</title><content type='html'>I will behave myself. I will not gush, or giggle, or swoon, or otherwise go immaturely beserkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH my....  HOLY MOLY .. it... and .. he... just... thunk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113518810512166426?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113518810512166426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113518810512166426&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113518810512166426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113518810512166426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-grown-up.html' title='I am a Grown Up'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113518366306858367</id><published>2005-12-21T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:47:43.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Questions</title><content type='html'>borrowed from &lt;a href="http://annathy.blogspot.com"&gt;Annathy &lt;/a&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hot Chocolate or apple cider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? This is me. Hot chocolate. Cold chocolate. Hot chocolate with chocolate truffles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Turkey or Ham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Christmas I prefer ham.  Actually, I prefer lasasgna...  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you get a Fake, real from a lot, or you cut it yourself Christmas tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake.  Growing up, we always had live trees with the root ball attached, then would plant them in the yard.  Every year, my brother and I got horribly sick with allergies.  Mom and Dad switched to a fake tree and voila, allergies gone!  So rather than tempt fate, I stick with fake.  And last year, I bought a pre-lit tree.  Sheer heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Decorations on the outside of your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few.  I'm short, can't reach very far and ladders are not my friends :)  Lets see.. lights on the shrubbery (a shrubbery!), wreath on the door, a mini-garden flag, bows on the light fixtures (reminder: get lightbulbs!). Is that it?  I'm slacking off in my old age.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Snowball fights or sledding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like hanging around the fireplace because it's warm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and because it's lovely :)  On my wish list: convert the woodburning fireplace to gas logs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you enjoy going downtown shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downtown? nah. Not when I live in the land o'shopping centers (suburbia)! Online is fun and efficient, but I still like going out on Christmas eve just to be in the middle of the bustle for a while.  Then I go home and let my Introverted self recover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Christmas Song" .. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire... &lt;br /&gt;no.. Silent Night... no!  the Charlie Brown music!  oh heck. I love nearly all of them (except those involving Jingle Cats or Dogs)  Let me put it this way.  I have more Christmas cd's than will fit on a shelf in my cd cabinet.  Don't make me choose!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you feel about Christmas movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous - I hope my heart never hardens against them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When is it too early to start listening to Christmas music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never :)  Break them out in the summertime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Stockings before or after presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I don't remember ... I think we usually did it after, mostly because they were behind other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Carolers, do you or do you not watch and listen to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's usually me doing the caroling :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Go to someone else's house or they come to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road again! Especially now with a child and visiting all the grandparents, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you read the Christmas Story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm - we have a big stack of Christmas books and a couple of them are THE Christmas story... I should make a point to do that this week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite thing to do at Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve service with my family.  Dad recently retired from the ministry and I now get to sit beside him.  Now it's my brother that's leading the service.  That is SO cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot cider - cinnamon - pine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ice skating or walking around the mall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr... considering my State of the Ankle, I better stick to walking!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Christmas memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lived in Charleston WV - or more accurately, "up a hollow" outside of town.  I was about 13 and my brother was 5.  Dad had a radio that would pick up a wide range of frequencies.  He took a walkie talkie, stood outside under the window, and Santa "talked" to my brother.  Watching Rob's eyes sparkle like that was amazing.  And it was cool to be the big sister and be "in on" the secret.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good memory is of the four of us (Dad, Mom, Rob and I) lighting the advent wreath and singing Christmas carols in 4 part harmony.  Lovely little moments like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite part about winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snuggling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How do reindeer fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think happy thoughts like Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like to give or receive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give give give  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you send holiday cards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typically, but this year I haven't even addressed the first one.  Gulp!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is Santa real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is Rudolph real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. well, he's probably pretty old by now. I'm guessing it's a descendent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Ever kissed under mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes - and hope to again soon ;) for at least an hour.  Is that greedy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What goes on the top of your tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel.  Thankfully, not the cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Thoughts on Eggnog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none for me, thank you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Certain person you want to kiss under mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.  Emphatically.  Now if the timing would cooperate.. I may have to leave the mistletoe up for awhile ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite winter sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snuggling ;) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Christmas movie?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll have to make that a plural!&lt;br /&gt;Kids fare: &lt;br /&gt;Veggie Tales "The Toy that Saved Christmas" is an adorable video. &lt;br /&gt;Charlie Brown is a given, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Wonderful Life - I know, I know, it saturated the market awhile back, but I still love it. &lt;br /&gt;Love Actually - it's great any time of year for the love stories, but is especially appropriate at Christmas :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elf - sweet and hilarious&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Story - you'll put your eye out!&lt;br /&gt;Scrooged  - Bill Murray.  Carol Kane.  Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation - Chevy Chase.  &lt;br /&gt;The Santa Clause - Tim Allen (and Bernard the angry elf is the hunk on Numb3rs !) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I've never seen Miracle on 34th Street? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Did I leave any out?  Home Alone is cute, Die Hard is "fun", if that's the right word - but the ones I listed above are uber-faves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think we should add "Life of Brian" just to mix things up a little &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Think the holidays are overrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define overrated.  Should we celebrate family?  The coming new year?  Encourage giving and kindness and taking care of those who need a hand?  HELL yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113518366306858367?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113518366306858367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113518366306858367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113518366306858367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113518366306858367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-questions.html' title='Christmas Questions'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113460816856941300</id><published>2005-12-14T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:56:08.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm What Flavor are YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DE/DET/DethNevermore/1133970016_milkshake.jpg" border="0" alt="milkshake"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You taste like a milkshake.  Your frozen malts send&lt;br&gt;a delicious thrill across the tongue.  Your&lt;br&gt;sweetness and innocence are bared for the world&lt;br&gt;to suck up with a straw... and you love it,&lt;br&gt;baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DethNevermore/quizzes/How%20do%20you%20taste%3F/"&gt; How do you taste?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113460816856941300?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113460816856941300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113460816856941300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113460816856941300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113460816856941300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/mmmm-what-flavor-are-you.html' title='Mmmm What Flavor are YOU'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113457253972876158</id><published>2005-12-14T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T10:02:19.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor neglected bloggie</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated here since 11/26 - anyone reading this probably knows about the LiveJournal and/or tblog blogs anyway, but just to mix things up a bit, here's a new post :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date on 11/27 was fab.  It went SO well that I couldn't believe I had been turning this fellow down for 5 months - a fact he isn't likely to let me forget :)  He lives rather far away though, so no telling what might happen there.  We've talked on the phone for hours since and he sent me flowers for my birthday (blush). We spent a lot of time together this previous weekend AND he met my parents.  Not like "I need to meet your parents" but they happened to be around.  He's very different from anyone I've seen before and it feels very healthy.  That's a good thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I babbled earlier, I met someone for lunch in early November and we hit it off pretty well.  My heart still goes pitty pat at the thought.  I also got swept in some wave of... something... and about drove myself batty over it.  I turned into my grandmother "so, when are you going to come see me?"  Everytime we talked she'd ask me that, and everytime she said it I wanted to see her less and less.  If he had been interested I'm sure I killed it. I'm really sorry, too, because I think we could've been grand friends if not more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to the question - am I even ready for dating?  Going out - sure, anyone can go out - but for dating?  Trusting, giving someone my heart?  I'm quite sure I wasn't ready earlier.  The anger and bitterness were too strong.  Then I felt like I needed to date because *I* needed company, which isn't the motivation I had really hoped for.  To NEED someone's attention rather than to receive it gracefully?  Ewww.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked how my pal Melodee put it - we were talking about the phrase "my other half" and she said something like "I'd rather offer my husband a whole woman than just a half a person."  I've been rolling that around in my head.  There's a lot to that little phrase.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is fast approaching.  The tree is up and decorated and the lights are up outside.  I did my best to get the bows on the outside of the house - standing on tiptoe is still a bit iffy.  I still need to find and fill out the Christmas cards and I'm only 1/3 of the way through gift-shopping - Ack! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, things are moving forward and I'm still smiling :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113457253972876158?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113457253972876158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113457253972876158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113457253972876158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113457253972876158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/poor-neglected-bloggie.html' title='Poor neglected bloggie'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113306847252438589</id><published>2005-11-26T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:14:32.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Turkey Reports</title><content type='html'>My ex picked up our daughter this morning from my parents house.  They left around 10:30 and I missed her by 10:45 :(  She's such an angel girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed home a few hours later.  Back in my neighborhood, I popped in the grocery.  Someone walking out of the store stopped me as I was walking in and asked about me parking in a handicapped spot (I took the spot furthest from the door and made sure there were at least 2 other open spots - otherwise, I would've parked elsewhere).  I pointed at the temporary red placard in the window and offered to show them my scar.  They were pleasant about it but too damn nosey, in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson in Humanity - if someone parks in a handicapped spot AND their doctor has seen fit to give them a handicapped placard, maybe they don't need your attitude on top of their condition, eh?  I'm trying to walk without a limp to continue to rebuild my leg muscles, but then with no "visible" issues, certain people seem to take it upon themselves to decide I must be cheating, somehow?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mutter, mutter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, I got a check reimbursing my deductible - which means the other driver's insurance company is acknowledging fault.  Hallelujah!  That makes the rest of our proceedings pretty straightforward.  Thank heavens, I really didn't want a big to-do about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE good news - my mammogram results are back and were good news!  Yay!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News I'm not sure is good or bad ;)  I finally agreed to meet someone for lunch tomorrow that's been asking for quite some time.  I have mixed feelings about it, for a variety of reasons.  More on that later.  In fact, more on a lot of stuff later.  I suddenly don't feel like saying more - or maybe I just don't like seeing it in print.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113306847252438589?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113306847252438589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113306847252438589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113306847252438589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113306847252438589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/post-turkey-reports.html' title='Post Turkey Reports'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113283010649913189</id><published>2005-11-24T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T06:01:46.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I'm visiting with my folks for a few days, it feels good to be back here.  Nothing like a dose of family to get ya moving again :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is spending the day with their loved ones or if you can't be together today, then spend some quiet time being thankful for them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113283010649913189?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113283010649913189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113283010649913189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113283010649913189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113283010649913189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113271429149410088</id><published>2005-11-22T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T21:51:31.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuzzy Noggin</title><content type='html'>I had a bit of a breakthrough today.  I've been feeling really out of whack the past few days and I think I finally got a handle on it and realized what feelings were driving the whole mess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I'll ever really have my sh*t completely together, but it feels good to be at least one step closer :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113271429149410088?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113271429149410088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113271429149410088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113271429149410088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113271429149410088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuzzy-noggin.html' title='Fuzzy Noggin'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113258525838984867</id><published>2005-11-21T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:05:47.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning, this is whiny</title><content type='html'>But I figure hardly anyone reads this one anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unsteady.  I've given my trust to someone - someone that I felt a real connection with and believe he's quite special. I don't feel it's been returned.  He says good things but I know too well that actions are what are the REAL indicator of what a person is about.  And the actions are a little lacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been chatting with people on the internet for 10-odd years.  It's really easy for a bad-apple to spoil things.  For example: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't call in the evenings because they're busy or working -- or -- Can't get together in person very often because of scheduling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty good sign they're married or already involved with someone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it could be that he really is busy.  Or it could be that he's busy yet he makes time for the people he really wishes to see, and &lt;em&gt;I'm simply not one of them&lt;/em&gt;.  And that's the bit that hurts the most.  Because I really really wanted to be special to him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be patient and trusting, but I've been burned so deeply before that it's hard without some encouragement from him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up waiting by the phone yesterday (he was going to call if he got a break) and went to the movies.  I enjoyed the film but would have given anything for him to be in the empty seat next to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling this weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is in 2 weeks.  F*ck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113258525838984867?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113258525838984867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113258525838984867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113258525838984867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113258525838984867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/warning-this-is-whiny.html' title='Warning, this is whiny'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113253590313356500</id><published>2005-11-20T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T20:18:23.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Loads of tears today.  My favorite inspirational music isn't even helping, nor is my daughter's sunny smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try to get her into the tub and bed early, then have another good cry.  How I hate these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113253590313356500?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113253590313356500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113253590313356500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113253590313356500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113253590313356500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113217106644729473</id><published>2005-11-16T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:57:46.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humping Day!</title><content type='html'>Oh wait, that's not quite right... but with any luck ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was MAMMOGRAM DAY for Hvn!  WOO!  For the uninitiated, that's where they take 2 "pictures" of each breast - one time they squish them flat top to bottom, the other they get squished side to side.  This was the usual follow-up, to make sure the lump they found a year or two ago is still behaving.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown-even-to-me reason, the words of Bob the Tomato from Veggie Tales popped to mind "this is sitting, this is standing".  I got the giggles - the poor technician had NO idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van is in the shop - thank goodness it's out of my driveway.  I'm digging driving the Mazda6 - got a chance to let it rip a little bit coming from the dr's ... VROOM!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Sean while I was driving around - his voice plus vibrations of the car damn near sent me over the edge.  D*mn he's hot and we were just talking about boring daily stuff.  ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy sigh*.  I like him.  I do!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good today  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113217106644729473?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113217106644729473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113217106644729473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113217106644729473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113217106644729473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/humping-day.html' title='Humping Day!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113193698880877483</id><published>2005-11-13T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:56:28.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But then again</title><content type='html'>There's a song called "Tea for One" by Kevin Gilbert.  It's about a man named Duncan, who sees the lady of his dreams but is always cautious, guarding his heart.  He begins walking her home, but "ever polite, he still sleeps alone at night."  One day, she's not on the bus and he goes to her house, with roses in his hand, to finally make a move - and he sees her in another man's embrace...  looks like Tea for One again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those songs that sent me crumpling into tears - there are several on his album, "Thud".  Between Duncan waiting too long to take a chance, and Audrey keeping her heart shut away tight I was literally sobbing the first time I heard the album all the way through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the song on this album that I aspire to and hope for to this day is the first "When you give your love to me".  It is the happiest, bounciest, most clever use of lyrics in a love song EVER.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this for the last 3 days&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I'm deluding myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that this is just a phase&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mean to shock you - I hope that I'm not rushing in&lt;br /&gt;But I think that this is kinda important&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know exactly where to begin&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My whole life has been a constant ailment&lt;br /&gt;You can provide a simple remedy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm gonna show some vast improvement&lt;br /&gt;When you give your love to me&lt;br /&gt;And you can trust that I'm a worthy recipient&lt;br /&gt;And be assured I'll act responsibly&lt;br /&gt;I'll treat it like a work of rare and priceless art&lt;br /&gt;When you give your love to me &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that not adorable?!  a work of rare and priceless art.  &lt;br /&gt;That's it EXACTLY.  The rest of the song gets better and better :) &lt;br /&gt;And so will my life :)  I believe it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113193698880877483?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113193698880877483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113193698880877483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113193698880877483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113193698880877483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/but-then-again.html' title='But then again'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113166699652349777</id><published>2005-11-10T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:56:36.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, that was interesting</title><content type='html'>I've simmered down a good bit today.  Haven't heard from him in a day or two - he's not answering emails either.  Hmm.  Oh well, if I hear from him again, cool - if not, that's ok too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlie is particularly adorable today in her red tights and blue jean skirt with Zoe on the pocket.  What a sweetie.  She's on my lap right now - as is my laptop!  Nothing like a snuggly girl to help the day end on a happy note :)  It does make typing interesting, tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I can just get her to bed early, maybe have a glass of wine, and watch a movie.   That sounds very relaxing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113166699652349777?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113166699652349777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113166699652349777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113166699652349777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113166699652349777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-that-was-interesting.html' title='Well, that was interesting'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113131158912918819</id><published>2005-11-06T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T16:13:09.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OH my gosh.</title><content type='html'>Wow and cool and keen and spiffy and groovy and :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing that A LOT since lunch yesterday :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113131158912918819?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113131158912918819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113131158912918819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113131158912918819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113131158912918819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-my-gosh.html' title='OH my gosh.'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113116574716257189</id><published>2005-11-04T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:42:27.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, hi, how ya doing?</title><content type='html'>I hardly ever post here, ya know.  Go ahead, go to LiveJournal and see what's up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113116574716257189?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113116574716257189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113116574716257189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113116574716257189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113116574716257189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-hi-how-ya-doing.html' title='So, hi, how ya doing?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-113044118639062286</id><published>2005-10-27T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:05:32.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Audio Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/48859/260762.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-113044118639062286?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113044118639062286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=113044118639062286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113044118639062286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/113044118639062286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/autumn-audio-post.html' title='Autumn Audio Post'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-112552584828458868</id><published>2005-08-31T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T18:04:08.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pure Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; 86 % Nerd, 47% Geek, 30% Dork &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; For The Record:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: &lt;b&gt;Pure Nerd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally&lt;br /&gt;smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up&lt;br /&gt;all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer.&lt;br /&gt;Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more&lt;br /&gt;so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be&lt;br /&gt;replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in either of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?%0D%0Atestid=8115472531704248346"&gt;Love &amp; Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1124997268.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="138"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="12"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;92%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;nerdiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="102"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="48"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;68%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;geekosity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="39"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="111"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;26%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;dork points&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815'&gt;The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-112552584828458868?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112552584828458868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=112552584828458868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112552584828458868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112552584828458868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/08/pure-nerd-86-nerd-47-geek-30-dork-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-112344419934023542</id><published>2005-08-07T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T15:49:59.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smootchability!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;         If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;         You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;         A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Shy Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You *do* love to kiss, once your comfortable with it&lt;br /&gt;         And that means knowing the person you're kissing pretty well&lt;br /&gt;         You usually don't make the first move when it comes to making out&lt;br /&gt;         But you've got plenty of intensity in return&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-112344419934023542?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112344419934023542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=112344419934023542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112344419934023542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112344419934023542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/08/smootchability.html' title='Smootchability!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-112276186414138031</id><published>2005-07-30T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:14:46.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humor, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Prankster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(43% dark, 39% spontaneous, 33% vulgar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;center&gt;your humor style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CLEAN&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;COMPLEX&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;LIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your humor has an intellectual, even conceptual slant to it. You're not&lt;br /&gt;pretentious, but neither are you into what some would call 'low humor'.&lt;br /&gt;You'd laugh at a good dirty joke, but you definitely prefer something&lt;br /&gt;clever to something moist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;probably like well-thought-out pranks and/or spoofs and it's highly&lt;br /&gt;likely you've tried one of these things yourself. In a lot of ways,&lt;br /&gt;yours is the most entertaining type of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Conan O'Brian - Ashton Kutcher &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/116/944/11694560292031626201/mt1121288886.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="99"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="51"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;66%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="50"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="100"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;33%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;spontaneous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="99"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="51"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;66%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;vulgar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid="17565214125862764376'"&gt;The 3 Variable Funny Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid="11694560292031626201'"&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com'"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWW - I just reread the end where it says Ashton Kutcher.  Blech.  Conan I could handle, but Ashton?  Sure he's easy on the eye but... ick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-112276186414138031?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112276186414138031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=112276186414138031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112276186414138031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/112276186414138031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/07/humor-anyone_30.html' title='Humor, anyone?'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111703736744982288</id><published>2005-05-25T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:09:27.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Try It!  You'll Like it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.radiokeneally.com/"&gt;Go here to hear.&lt;/a&gt;  Click Listen Now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid - if you like jazz, rock, folk, ballads, orchestra, acoustic, killer bass, .. or a puree of all the above, you may like it!  (ooh, Bober is on, one of my favorite songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you DO like what you hear, then go &lt;a href="http://www.keneally.com/"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to see the tour schedule for June.  Go, I command thee!  Hear my mighty words and obey!!!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OBEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like what you hear go back in 7 minutes and try again.  The music styles are so varied, you'll hear something completely different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added incentive: If you do go to a show, I'll post a nude photo of my best feature(s)  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these guys.  If anyone lives in my area and is free June 11 to babysit, let me know, mkay?  Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111703736744982288?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111703736744982288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111703736744982288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111703736744982288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111703736744982288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/05/try-it-youll-like-it.html' title='Try It!  You&apos;ll Like it!'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111672532278209379</id><published>2005-05-21T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T21:28:42.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>Today was mid 70s, low humidity, blue skies, gentle breezes.  Stunningly lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was comatose most of the morning - don't know WHAT was going on, but I couldn't lift my head to save my life. Katie played quietly and snuggled on my lap most of the morning which was a big help. Finally I felt good around 11 and as I wondered what to do with ourselves, the phone rang. It was Judy, inviting us up. Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, tank tops and shorts donned, we headed over. We planted 2 or 3 flats of flowers and it looks SO nice. Katie thoroughly enjoyed digging in the dirt and then forever blowing bubbles. We were sufficiently tired and sunned and sweaty by the end of the day and called for pizza, ate ourselves silly then headed home. As soon as we pulled in the driveway, Katie spotted a neighbor-girl and we headed over there to play. After about an hour I told Katie we HAVE to go home. We sat down in the recliner for a minute before heading upstairs and now she's passed out on my lap (which makes using a laptop rather interesting!) My snoozy girl! All worn out from being out in fresh air all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now I'm kicked back, resting my weary feet, watching some NASCAR, and letting thoughts randomly float around...&lt;br /&gt; Damn, this NASCAR All-Star race looks more like a rock concert than a race.&lt;br /&gt; Pamela Anderson was the Grand Marshall.  More like Grand Mammaries!  ;)&lt;br /&gt; I'm a lucky lady to have good friends like I do. Damn lucky.&lt;br /&gt; I hate the commercial of the lady yelling "help me" and its about a check-card.&lt;br /&gt; Dale Jr is cute as hell.  I still miss his daddy tho.&lt;br /&gt; We've had birthday cake since Tuesday.  I'm gonna pitch the rest, can't stands no more!&lt;br /&gt; No matter how crabby they get when they're tired, kids are adorable when they're sleeping.&lt;br /&gt; Somehow, we lose that as we get older.  The drool, snoring, etc... not so cute.&lt;br /&gt; Night-races are sexy though.  The cars are so shiny &lt;img src="http://www.tblog.com/community/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why am I such a redneck? I LOVE the sound of engines revving. &lt;br /&gt; I'm with Katie, sleep sounds mighty good right now. &lt;br /&gt; I feel very content.  I've had a lovely day &lt;img src="http://www.tblog.com/community/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keneally.com"&gt;Keneally &lt;/a&gt;is coming to my town!!   I hope I can get a sitter and go.&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out how to respond to a comment so that the commenter knows I have.  Grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get the kiddo to bed... Peace, yall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111672532278209379?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111672532278209379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111672532278209379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111672532278209379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111672532278209379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/05/lovely-day.html' title='Lovely Day'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111637628299970794</id><published>2005-05-17T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:31:23.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler...</title><content type='html'>Please email AlmstHvn  at  gmail . com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111637628299970794?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111637628299970794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111637628299970794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111637628299970794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111637628299970794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/05/tyler.html' title='Tyler...'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111621235492310108</id><published>2005-05-15T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:59:14.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal X on Animal Planet</title><content type='html'>I know I'm showing a large amount of geekiness by admitting I'm watching this program :)  Interesting show, very odd narrator. Robert Stack would have been great - but this guy is just creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's episode - looking for Texas Bigfoot.   They're hearing primate-like sounds and finding tree limbs broken and twisted all around their camp. The "youngsters" doing the search are interesting. The creepy narrator-dude is probably going to give me nightmares.  He's just a little too wild-eyed for comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like things just a wee bit out of the norm.  When I was a kid, my favorite things to read were mysteries.   Nancy Drew, Trixie Belden, Hardy Boys.  When I got a bit older, things like Easter Island, the Nazca lines, Stonehenge, UFOs, all captivated me.   My parents could have squashed my interest early, being good God-fearing church folk but they indulged me.   Now I look on that as brave on their part and damned supportive of a questioning mind.  Yay them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two most intriguing books I've read recently have been "The Da Vinci Code" by Dan Brown and on the bestseller list for ages now, and "Journeys from the Center of the Earth".  This is a gorgeous book about geology by super hot Scotsman Dr. Iain Stewart, a companion book to the tv show "Hot Rocks" on Discovery channel. He's taken the angle of how civilization's beginning was influenced by the materials around them - therefore the geology of the area. I'm not doing it justice, but trust me - it's quite fascinating!  Plus it's got the 2 S's - Science and Scottish accents.  I can't imagine a hotter combination ;)   Isn't that sad?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.  I'm... which is it, a nerd or a geek?  I couldn't troubleshoot a PC to save my life (good Lord, I typed "shave"! ROFL) but I think people that can do that are hot.  I guess that makes me weird :)  Cool.  Being "normal" can be so boring and predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling.  I should probably go to bed.  See what happens when my beloved &lt;a href="http://almsthvn.tblog.com"&gt;tblog &lt;/a&gt;site is down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111621235492310108?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111621235492310108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111621235492310108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111621235492310108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111621235492310108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/05/animal-x-on-animal-planet.html' title='Animal X on Animal Planet'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111341431205460739</id><published>2005-04-13T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T13:51:46.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Wanted</title><content type='html'>ISO male, approximately 35-50 years old, not-married, for friendship/dating.  Must have a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; sense of humor, be a positive thinker, reliable yet a bit spontaneous.  A touch of romance and chivalry wouldn't hurt, either!  Must not be allergic to cats or a toddler :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I think are sexy: being good with kids or animals, computer geeks,  accents, "handy" men, intelligence, a good self-image, humility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those seeking meaningless sex need not apply - if I wanted that, I wouldn't have gotten a divorce ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111341431205460739?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111341431205460739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111341431205460739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111341431205460739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111341431205460739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/04/man-wanted.html' title='Man Wanted'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8031748.post-111101991182660239</id><published>2005-03-16T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:38:31.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooh</title><content type='html'>These 3-D pooh bear puppet/computer thingies are weird looking :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared!  Hold me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8031748-111101991182660239?l=almsthvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/feeds/111101991182660239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8031748&amp;postID=111101991182660239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111101991182660239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8031748/posts/default/111101991182660239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almsthvn.blogspot.com/2005/03/pooh.html' title='Pooh'/><author><name>AlmstHvn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01484389903415255209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gB1FRaEVWbw/TrSEa2FOUfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RO98TzAVnDo/s220/SLO-AuginTX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
