<?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-3010911566207197314</id><updated>2012-01-03T22:07:56.619-06:00</updated><category term='Cyberstalk'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='P90X'/><category term='survey'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Little Ashes'/><category term='books'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='stephenie meyers'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Yoga'/><category term='How To Be'/><category term='goofy'/><category term='robert pattinson'/><category term='Actor'/><title type='text'>Love Me For Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Love Me, For Me. Simple words but its harder to find someone who will then you think. This blog is about my randomness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-2144749705896468834</id><published>2011-08-10T11:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:52:21.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single by Choice</title><content type='html'>I have been asked so many times lately, "Why are you single?" Or when I say I'm single people say, "I don't understand why you are single!" Well the reason I'm single is because I'm picky. I'm picky in the sense that I'm not a serial dater. I will not date a guy that I can't see marrying. If he isn't husband material then I just won't date him. I'm not a one night stand kinda girl. My last relationship was 3 years ago and I think I may have gone on one date since then. I'm happy being single because I know one day I will find my future husband so what's the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do get asked out sometimes but most of the time I just don't see it going anywhere besides friends. I am the type of person to be blunt and up front about liking someone or not liking someone that way. The reason why is because I don't want to waste their time when I know its not going anywhere but the friend zone. I also don't want to waste my time honestly. I work a lot and mostly at night so for me to have a night off and actually go out on a date is a HUGE thing. I am giving up seeing my friends that I rarely get to see, hanging out with my family, or doing something I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not picky in the sense that I have a list of things I want in a guy. I just know what I like and what I don't like in a guy. The only things I know I want in a guy is for him to be stable, come from a good family, and get a long with my friends and family. I don't think that's too picky but I also have to be attracted to the guy. I like to get to know a guy first and be friends and talk and just get to know each other. If there's a spark then great but if theres not then I made a new friend. I love making new friends but some guys don't like rejection. I don't either and I have been rejected by every single guy I've ever dated. And ya it sucks but it made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there that's why I'm single and I don't settle for just any guy. My future husband is out there somewhere and when I'm supposed to meet him and date him I will. Until then I will be single and happy being just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have a crush on someone now so I'm gonna see where it goes. And no I won't say who it is ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-2144749705896468834?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/2144749705896468834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=2144749705896468834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2144749705896468834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2144749705896468834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2011/08/single-by-choice.html' title='Single by Choice'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-1351724285371435713</id><published>2010-12-08T09:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:24:47.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TP-xR9CyhHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2VhRcDoKPXA/s1600/green-wrapping_tAm81_69%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548348187945895026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TP-xR9CyhHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2VhRcDoKPXA/s320/green-wrapping_tAm81_69%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TP-wcQ9wBwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/n4YUkQOAMr0/s1600/how-to-organize-wrapping-paper-supplies-1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I don't really want too many things. I have put together a top six list of things someone could get me or do for me. So for my friends and family this will really help you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Get my MacBook fixed or even a new to me Macbook (this is the most expensive but don't worry the rest aren't) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Homemade gift- anything from an ornament to a piece of jewelry to a painting. I love when someone makes me a gift or a homemade card. These are one of a kind items and I think that is what makes me love them the most! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Donate to &lt;a href="http://www.isfoundation.com/"&gt;http://www.isfoundation.com/&lt;/a&gt; . This is a foundation that Ian Somerhalder has started on his birthday that happens to be today actually. The IS Foundation aims to empower, educate &amp;amp; collaborate with people &amp;amp; projects to positively impact the planet and its creatures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Donate to &lt;a href="http://www.crowdrise.com/austinnichols"&gt;http://www.crowdrise.com/austinnichols&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.crowdrise.com/sophiabush"&gt;http://www.crowdrise.com/sophiabush&lt;/a&gt; Austin Nichols' and Sophia Bush are raising money to help the Gulf. This is a cause close to my heart because I am from Biloxi, MS which is on the Gulf and was effected by the oil. So please donate to one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. You could do one of the following to support Catch a Dream: &lt;a href="http://catchadream.org/contribute/monetary.htm"&gt;monetary contributions&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://catchadream.org/contribute/inkind.htm"&gt; in-kind contributions &lt;/a&gt;(services or goods), or by purchasing products from companies that donate a portion of their sales to us like our friends at &lt;a href="http://www.foxyhuntress.com/"&gt;Foxy Huntress&lt;/a&gt;. To learn more about Catch a Dream please go to &lt;a href="http://catchadream.org/learn/index.html"&gt;http://catchadream.org/learn/index.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Donate to any Charity such as &lt;a href="http://www.stjude.org/stjude/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f87d4c2a71fca210VgnVCM1000001e0215acRCRD&amp;amp;plt=STJGENSEGOOGL0000951&amp;amp;gclid=CK-0p6CF3aUCFcG77Qod0T_m0Q"&gt;St. Jude Children's Research&lt;/a&gt; , Adopt an Angel Tree little boy or girl to help out a family in your area, Adpot a family in your area that is less forunate than you, help at a Soup Kitchen, there are so many many more charities and good causes and ways you can get out there and help. Donate if you have the money to, but if you don't then get up and get out there and help in your own community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's it, that's what I want. I hope this has helped my friends and family with picking out my gifts this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas and I hope you have a wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-1351724285371435713?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/1351724285371435713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=1351724285371435713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1351724285371435713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1351724285371435713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='All I want for Christmas is...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TP-xR9CyhHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2VhRcDoKPXA/s72-c/green-wrapping_tAm81_69%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-5837902287722309610</id><published>2010-11-21T19:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T19:32:57.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness and Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about Thanksgiving coming up this week and it made me think of forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is something that is either easy for you or hard for you. There's not much of a middle ground on forgiveness. I'm hardheaded when it comes to forgiveness. I won't let someone forgive me until I've forgiven myself so it may take few days before I actually say "I'm sorry", but I when I say it I've earned the right to have that persons forgiveness. I know it sounds silly but I'm extremely hard on myself about everything, but especially letting someone forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving I'm thankful for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my family (that I can't wait to see later this week)&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my awesome friends (that I need to see ASAP!)&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my loving pets&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my job at Easely Amused. I have the most amazing boss and co-workers. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have these amazing people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my new intership on the Out of Bounds ESPN Sports radio show on 105.9 the zone. Bo and Cooper are so much fun to work with.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for this Earth&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for the food I get to eat&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for my house that I own&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for the new friends I have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for the people who help make this awesome world of ours a better place. I hope to find a way to do my part.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for so many things that I can't even think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you thankful for? Please feel free to leave a comment telling me what you are thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-5837902287722309610?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/5837902287722309610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=5837902287722309610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5837902287722309610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5837902287722309610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/11/forgiveness-and-thanksgiving.html' title='Forgiveness and Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-3451684968556843198</id><published>2010-11-20T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:15:22.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1</title><content type='html'>I went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 1 at midnight on Thursday with Cindy and Ruthie. We had so much fun. First we had to go in search of some coffee, which really was a search. All the coffee houses in the Jackson are close at 10:00pm which is crazy but I understand. So we ended up going to a gas station for a lot less. It was my second cup of coffee in a 4 hours, but I knew I needed it. I was not going to fall asleep in the middle of the movie! So we finally get the theater and take a group picture as a keepsake. Then we decide to go inside because theres a line forming already and its only 10:30. We go to the end of the line and wow are there some people dressed up. I saw two Bellatrix girls, a bunch of girls and guys Gryffindor uniforms, a bunch of people with wands, and even people in pj pants and slippers. I was wearing my "Muggle" tee and I was comfy. The room was buzzing with excitment. You could feel it like it was a tangible thing in the room. The line started to move so I had to start drinking my coffee. I knew I wouldn't finish it so I gave it to Cindy to finish off. When we got in the theater we found seats pretty easily near the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear people taking about parts in the book they were hoping would be in the movie. Some where even debating their favorite characters. Cindy, Ruthie, and I were talking more about Unleashed as well as Harry Potter. We hadn't seen each other since Saturday night so we were catching up on everything. I was so happy to have met these two who share my interests and get me even though we just met. We each took turns going to the bathroom before and Cindy got drinks and popcorn for us to share. I just chewed on some gum the whole time because I didn't want to drink anything. I was not gonna miss any of the movie for a bathroom break. As soon as the first commerical came on people started to cheer. I mean who cheers for commericals but everyone knew that meant the movie would be on shortly FINALLY! There were some good previews and some that I was no interested in at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts and a lot of people cheer and clap and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not spoiling it for anyone. It was a great movie!! Some lines were straight from the books, which I loved! They didn't put everything in, but its a movie and they can't put everything in. I cried, I laughed, I held my breathe, I felt for the characters, and my heart was beating out of my chest during some of the pivotal scenes. All in all I loved the movie and I want to see it again. I know I missed something because there was just so much to see and experience. I can't for Part 2 to come out, wish it wasn't in 3D but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read the books then start reading them NOW! Then start watching the movies. The books are always better because they go into more detail. But I do have to say I love the movies. Its nice to see the books come alive on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-3451684968556843198?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/3451684968556843198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=3451684968556843198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3451684968556843198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3451684968556843198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows-part-1.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7132339186601185677</id><published>2010-11-16T12:07:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T19:46:41.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends and Unleashed</title><content type='html'>Lets see I will start at the beginning. I was on twitter one day and saw that some of the people I was following were donating to St. Tammany's Humane Society. So I clicked on the link to see what was going on. I love animals and so I decided to donate some money to them. I think the fact that they are a no kill humane society really made me want to give even more. I noticed that it was part of a birthday project for Ian Somerhalder. So I read into that too. I missed the deadline for getting a signed autograph and winning tickets and all that fun stuff. But I was ok with that. I just wanted to do my part to help the Humane Society. So I went on my merry little way. Then Ian tweeted something about a fraud site taking some of the donations. I was so scared I had donated to the wrong site. I was so upset, you see I lost my job in June so its not like I'm rolling in money to giveaway. And I was sad that the money I wanted to go to the humane society may have been taken by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then low and behold I get an email from Natalie, who I have become great friends with now, telling me I won tickets to the Unleashed Bash on the Bayou. I couldn't believe it! I was so happy to find out that my donation had reached the right people and that I had won tickets. Natalie had a lot to tell me about the Bash and even did something so amazing that I will always be so grateful for. She couldn't get the tickets to me in time because she lives in Canada and I live in Mississippi, so she bought me a ticket. Before I could protest and tell her "No you don't need to do that!!", she had already purchased it and said it would be at Will Call. I still couldn't believe that she did that. I am a complete stranger to her and live miles and miles away. So we started talking about all kinds of stuff. Turns out we are both Cajuns or Aracadians as she says. We have so much more in common than you would guess. We now talk on a daily basis and I am so thankful that I have her as my friend. She is so amazing. She has an interview today so I've been thinking about her even more today. I know she will get the promotion, because she rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now that I had a ticket to Unleashed, that was only 3 hours from where I live, I had to find somewhere to stay. I used to have family who lived in Mandeville, but they moved to Biloxi so they were out. So I asked a friend but she was going to be out of town and none of my friends could go down with me to stay at her house. And I didn't want to be alone in a strange city that I didn't know so that was out too. So I called my old Youth Director and she was so excited and insisted that I stay with her. So I had a place to stay, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to talking to Romancia, Ruthie, Mak, and several others, as well as Natalie about who was going to Unleashed. I was so happy that even though I was going alone I had people I could find and hang out with. Little did I know that most of these people would become such great friends and some even live near me, super plus!! So I am waiting and waiting and waiting to start getting ready for the event Saturday. I knew where I was going kinda, I was a little nervous about going over the Causeway. (I remembered it being super long from childhood when I would visit my relatives for Mardi Gras and most summers.) I got across it before it got dark and it was beautiful watching the sun play across the water. I was on my way to the hotel to meet Ruthie for the first time. She was so funny when she opened the door she said, " You're like a normal person, not a crazy fan!". I said, "Yeah I'm pretty normal, not a crazed fan". I helped her finish getting ready before we left to meet up with Cindy and Mak. When we got to their room, I had no clue what to expect, but as soon as they opened the door I knew that I had met good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up just riding with them to the event instead of taking my own car. We met up with a few more people and then we were off. We lost the other car as soon as we pulled out to of the parking lot, lol. But it was just fine we knew where we were going. When we got there they dropped Ruthie and I off and then parked. We only had to wait for about 5 minutes before they opened the doors. I was holding my breathe as I went to Will Call to get my ticket. I was like oh please have my ticket, if not I'm just gonna go sit in the car. They had it and I was so happy, I never doubted Nataile I knew it would just be my luck that they wouldn't have it. Then we passed the Puppy Island and I wanted to go right away, but I decided to go inside and find our table 1st instead. It was easy to spot Ruthie's name on the table on the 5th row from the front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540241209198451058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLkBrxBGXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ICeKD1VHuCI/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruthie went to the Champagne Reception and Mak, Cindy, and I started to walk around and find something good to eat. And OMG was the food good! I'm half Cajun so I know good Cajun food when I see it, smell it, taste it. There was an open bar, but since I had to drive 45 minutes back to Westwego and across the Causeway again I was not drinking anything with alcohol in it. Even though they had some good wine and an awesome frozen drink called a Pain Killer. I was asked if I was even old enough to drink when I went and got one for Ruthie. After I got back to the table from getting Ruthie something to eat and drink, (I wanted to help her out because she was nervous and I didn't want her to be) she told me that she was gonna see if Cindy, Mak, and I could go on stage with her to present Ian with the amount. I couldn't believe it, I was so excited to be able to go on stage and help Ruthie not be so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the ladies, Jasmine, that was at our table who's from NC had adopted a puppy so I wanted to go see her. So off we went to Puppy Island, and let me say that if I could have I would have brought a few home with me. They were all so sweet and happy. She had picked out a female Schnauzer mix. She was so cute and had kinda crazy hair and I HAD to hold her ASAP! As soon as she was in my arms she nuzzled up to me chest and let me pet her and love on her for at least 15 minutes. She was the sweetest little puppy, which made me miss my Schnauzers back home really bad at the moment. A professional photographer came in while I was holding "Somer" named after "Somerhalder". He got some pics of me and the puppy that I can't wait to see. I finally gave her back because I needed to go get ready to go on stage. When I looked in the mirror I had red splotches from the puppy nuzzling me. It was dead sexy let me tell you, haha. I was like oh well these things happen, as my niece says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I got back to the table it was time to go on stage, one of the handlers had come to get us to walk us over to the stage. All that was going through my head was please don't trip and fall because that would be my luck. I would be the one to fall and flash everyone, but that didn't happen. I made it on and off stage without tripping. Ruthie lead the way on stage, I'm behind her then Cindy then Mak. Vaughn the director of St. Tammany's is talking about how great everything is and giving a really great speech. Then he hands it over to Ruthie. At that point they wave Ian to come on stage. When he gets to Ruthie he steps in between Ruthie and me. He was so nice and apprecitative thanking everyone and even let out a "Holy Cow" when she told him the total. He then kissed Ruthie on the cheek. Then he turned and totally caught me off guard as he gave me a kiss on the cheek, then Cindy, then Mak. I am still blown away that Ruthie and Natalie and the fans raised $11,100 for St. Tammany's!! I am so glad that I got to be apart of presenting Ian and Vaughn with the amount. So we went off stage and I got a pic with Ian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542181293228940770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOnIhb-53eI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9_rMzXjuRVQ/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he had to go back on stage to talk about a diamond tennis bracelet his Mom was modeling worth $20,000 I heard. While he was on stage Ruthie said oh we need to get Natalie on the phone. So I got my phone out and called her. I told her what was going on and that I was gonna get Ian to talk to her when he got off the stage. When I told him I had her on the phone he said, "I absolutely want to talk to her!" So he took my phone and talked to Natalie about coming to Atlanta to visit and wanted to know WHEN she was going to come down and thanking her for everything.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542181857260500834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOnJCRKgd2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/VT88ZhPdNZI/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I proceeded to start scratching his back, he looked like he could use it and its something I do absentmindly. He started to shake his leg like a dog does when you scratch them in a good spot. Then everyone got pictures and we talked about the foundation he's launching on his birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542181869897117426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOnJDAPT7vI/AAAAAAAAAUY/L_w_QLsl2Ts/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542181862590139106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOnJClBMSuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uccMKktwOVs/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him I wanted to help in anyway, which I actually mean. (I have always wanted to help make a difference somehow and I'm very passionate about the environment, recycling, and animals. I really hope I get to help out with his foundation in some way. I don't have a full time job so I have time to help.) Romancia came over to get us on Ustream but it was too dark to really see, I tried to use my iPhone but it didn't work too well. Then Ian said bye to all of us. He gave everyone kisses but me, which is fine he held my hand for a little while. I have to say that he is a really awesome person. I know he's a celeb n all but I see him as a person who is trying to make this amazing world of ours a better place for everyone from humans to animals. Yes he was on Lost and now he's on The Vampire Diaries but he's a normal person like you and me. I like to treat people as normal as possible because I know that if I was in their shoes I would want the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went back to the table and proceeded to take off our shoes! I always take my shoes off, its just something I've always done. I went back to Puppy Island to hold some more puppies for a little while. It was kinda chilly so I was tucking the puppy under my jacket to keep him warm. He had the cutest ears ever! They were so big for his little head. If I could have taken him home I would have named him Dobby, yes that's from Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the night wore on Cindy and I walked around and ended up at the back where Ian was taking pics and signing autographs. These two girls were standing in front of us for awhile. Then they turned around and asked if I could take a pic for them. I said of course and thought to myself I do this most nights at Easely Amused. While I was taking the pic I kept thinking that these girls looked so familiar. So I asked where they were from. They said, "Oh we aren't from here, we are from Mississippi." I said, "Oh where in Mississippi, I'm from there too." She said, "The Jackson Area." I said, "Me too! You look so familiar, have you ever been to Easely Amused?" They both said, "Yes I thought you looked familiar too!" I still can't believe I went out of state to an event and still found people who knew me through Easely Amused. I mean I'm used to it in the Jackson Area, I get noticed all the time. I've even had someone yell across a bar one night "Hey Elizabeth from Easely Amused!!" Easely Amused is an instructor taught painting class in the Jackson area. I work there as a helper and a teacher. I love helping people paint, its very rewarding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to Unleashed and good friends. The night ended like it started by going back to the hotel. I went and uploaded my pictures to Ruthie's computer so she could have them. Then I had to make the trek back to Westwego. I said my goodbyes and was on my way. Now I have to say that I hate the Causeway at night. My mind kept playing tricks on me in the pitch black dark that encircled the Causeway. I was so happy when I could see the lights on the other side. You just don't even know. I somehow missed my exit on I10 West back to the Clearview Blvd exit. But I righted my wrong easily and was on the Huey P Long bridge before I knew it. Again another bridge that I'm not a fan of, but it could grow on me if I lived down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I met some amazing ladies on my trip to Unleashed. Thank you Natalie for buying my ticket and for just being you. You are awesome and a true friend that I am so happy to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237800106363202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLg7P6ICUI/AAAAAAAAASY/hrfbq3y5BsE/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Ruthie for taking me under your wing and being the amazing person you are. I'm so happy you live so close to me and we HAVE to meet up as often as possible. I would love to meet you kids one day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237274158744546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLgcomcQ-I/AAAAAAAAASA/QLkPxTDhHuc/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Cindy for adopting me. You are so maternal and a wonderful friend I am fortunate to have. I'm so glad you live close too. We will hang out more I know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237805566397602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLg7kP5jKI/AAAAAAAAASg/Oq4NK2Z3ias/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Mak for just being you. I am so happy I met you. Wish I had your body, for real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237788185737762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLg6jgBuiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ASqK3QBP6xI/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" /&gt; Thank you Romancia for being bubbly, getting the Ustream videos out there to the fans who couldn't make it, for volunteering at St. Tammany's the day before the event. And just for being you, I'm so glad I met you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237814586638082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLg8F2ffwI/AAAAAAAAASo/7V5g0ICki4I/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540242660341930690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLlWJslWsI/AAAAAAAAATI/yDqcP8dHkf4/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's what how I got to go to Unleashed and meet some amazing people. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7132339186601185677?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7132339186601185677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7132339186601185677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7132339186601185677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7132339186601185677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-friends-and-unleashed.html' title='New Friends and Unleashed'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TOLkBrxBGXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ICeKD1VHuCI/s72-c/IMG_2327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-4124696805347667993</id><published>2010-07-14T14:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:57:17.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been looking for a full time job. I lost my full time job about 4 weeks ago today actually. It was all of a sudden and I was not prepared at all to lose a job that I liked a lot. Now I didn't love it fully anymore and I don't know why that is exactly. But I did my job well and loved all of my clients and  my co-workers(a few of us butted heads from time to time ;) ). God obviously knew that I was ready to move on before I knew it was time. With that said I have finally mourned my loss and I can now close that chapter in my life and career. I wish everyone who still works there nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been Temping and picking up extra shifts at my part time job at Easely Amused, an instructor taught painting class. (If you live in the Jackson area and haven't been to a class yet then what are you waiting for. Go to www.easelyamused.com and pick out a class you want to take. We will walk you step by step through the painting and you will go home with a great piece of art to hang on your wall or they make GREAT gifts. Ok that's the end of the infomercial.) I have also been hanging out with my nieces and nephew, sister, and Mom a lot. I have loved every minute of it. I get to play with them and see the grow. It is truly awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also making a lot of stuff. Today I'm making some flowers for headbands and I may paint a little later. Tomorrow I'm going to make some jewelry and maybe some wall hangings or wall clocks. I have so many projects I want to make that I need to make a list so I don't forget anything. I will be selling some on here, some at Easely Amused, and maybe some on my Etsy account. So be looking for some of my creations. Or if you want me to make you something just let me know and I will be happy to make a painting, jewelry, headband, or home decorative object for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-4124696805347667993?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/4124696805347667993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=4124696805347667993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4124696805347667993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4124696805347667993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/07/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7059050069156364020</id><published>2010-07-06T13:06:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:52:37.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Print Family Tree</title><content type='html'>Family Trees are special and unique. So I am selling these kits so you can make your own family trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Finger Print Family Tree Kit include:&lt;br /&gt;11x17 blank tree printed on thick card stock.&lt;br /&gt;1 light green washable ink pad.&lt;br /&gt;(optional you can choose a different color if you want.&lt;br /&gt;If you want more than one color it will be $2.00 per extra ink pad.)&lt;br /&gt;1 Sharpie Black Pen that is smear and smudge proof.&lt;br /&gt;1 set of directions.&lt;br /&gt;Total cost: $20.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TDN2veBg52I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0X8EFMlh_lY/s1600/IMG_2109+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TDN2veBg52I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0X8EFMlh_lY/s320/IMG_2109+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490862928580110178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an example of what it will look like after you are done with it. I have a huge family and this isn't even everyone. I am going to frame this one and give it to my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;(as you can see some people have harder "finger prints" than others. But the variation makes the family tree look better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TDN2wW9VEJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8wDUMokazCc/s1600/IMG_2108+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TDN2wW9VEJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8wDUMokazCc/s320/IMG_2108+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490862943863378066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like your own please leave a comment with your email address.&lt;br /&gt;(* Please click on Pay Pals "Buy Now" and put "Finger Print Family Tree" in the description and $20.00 for the amount and then click on "update the total". Then sign into your Pay Pals account and as soon as I get payment I will mail your package. Don't forget to send me your address. If you don't have Pay Pals and want to pay another way please email me.)&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7059050069156364020?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7059050069156364020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7059050069156364020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7059050069156364020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7059050069156364020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-tree.html' title='Finger Print Family Tree'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/TDN2veBg52I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0X8EFMlh_lY/s72-c/IMG_2109+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8317060313447404558</id><published>2009-06-29T13:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:25:07.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoey Fashion Show</title><content type='html'>Today during lunch I decided to dress my puppy up and have a quick fashion show. She definitely didn't like it that much but she was a good sport about it. I think she even semi-liked it she just didn't want me to know because then I would do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKuU5wL9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rfodc9QDz7A/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKuU5wL9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rfodc9QDz7A/s320/IMG_0805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821423107747794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how she is trying to ignore my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKut80TyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1gh4TtVhUrU/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKut80TyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1gh4TtVhUrU/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821429831487266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is saying I can't believe you put this on me Momma. I look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLNvo9dnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-lU0macZzB8/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLNvo9dnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-lU0macZzB8/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821962861016690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't see you Momma but I know you are taking pictures of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKvmXGITI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rALbccHW7U0/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKvmXGITI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rALbccHW7U0/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821444974092594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I CAN see you I don't want to look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKvbssouI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ubKsjfSHh0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKvbssouI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ubKsjfSHh0Y/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821442111906530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe you did this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKu8xUGdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/OxPCBxSgTww/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKu8xUGdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/OxPCBxSgTww/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821433809770962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok Momma this is hot can you take it off me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOEnsoFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ipcF3Fq4_Co/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOEnsoFI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ipcF3Fq4_Co/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821968492863570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see that ear raised, she's getting me attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOTtgrrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lGKXvLVn7a8/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOTtgrrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/lGKXvLVn7a8/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821972543778482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok at least this one isn't as hot at Elmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOohDpoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zRK1GGQgXa0/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLOohDpoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zRK1GGQgXa0/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821978128688770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a Princess Momma, so I order you to stop taking my picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLPDbGhNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mQT3f9zUM7M/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkLPDbGhNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mQT3f9zUM7M/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352821985351468242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now she's walking away and won't look at me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well she still loves me. I'm sure she will wag her tail and jump up and down like she hasn't seen me in days rather than hours when I get home after work. She loves me even if she doesn't like when I take her picture in dress up clothes.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8317060313447404558?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8317060313447404558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8317060313447404558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8317060313447404558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8317060313447404558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/zoey-fashion-show.html' title='Zoey Fashion Show'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkkKuU5wL9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rfodc9QDz7A/s72-c/IMG_0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8508235383181720702</id><published>2009-06-26T15:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:45:06.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RavenaRelics</title><content type='html'>I have found a new really cool down to earth creative type. She has an Etsy shop that you have to check out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6765842"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and a Artfire shop &lt;a href="http://www.artfire.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. A blog that's well written, &lt;a href="http://ravenarelics.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, as well as a Twitter account that you should definitely follow &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RavenaRelics"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time she posts something its interesting whether it be on her blog, twitter, Artfire.com, or Etsy shop. Below are a few of her items and they are just too cute and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxN20iJsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JP5UBcLGd1Q/s1600-h/il_430xN.76518209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxN20iJsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JP5UBcLGd1Q/s320/il_430xN.76518209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737846323619522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxNu7BoKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/faEovii15BQ/s1600-h/il_430xN.71235385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxNu7BoKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/faEovii15BQ/s320/il_430xN.71235385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737844203364514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxNf1dpbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/SAgcp8Jles4/s1600-h/il_430xN.71165109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxNf1dpbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/SAgcp8Jles4/s320/il_430xN.71165109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351737840153503154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check her out now, and don't make me tell you again...just kidding! But you should go check her out! Have a wonderful weekend ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8508235383181720702?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8508235383181720702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8508235383181720702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8508235383181720702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8508235383181720702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/ravenarelics.html' title='RavenaRelics'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkUxN20iJsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JP5UBcLGd1Q/s72-c/il_430xN.76518209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-4077061105396591363</id><published>2009-06-25T12:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:32:13.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things That Remind Me of Family &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>Ok so you know how you can hear a song, smell something, or see something/someone and it makes you think of someone or something in particular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put together a few things that remind me of people. Whether it be a celeb, a smell, or a certain thing every time it takes me back or makes me think of that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdG6eT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/5cGK4D5oVMY/s1600-h/n42803006_30931481_3286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdG6eT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/5cGK4D5oVMY/s200/n42803006_30931481_3286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314796364845026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom- Glass containers, the smell of home cooking, and Turquoise&lt;br /&gt;Dad- Old Spice Bottle/smell, Madeira wine, and the smell of the inside of a old Craftmans storage cabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvx9szJ5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/bl2luOoloDE/s1600-h/n42803006_30931475_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvx9szJ5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/bl2luOoloDE/s200/n42803006_30931475_1434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314055157196690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christina- Arts and crafts, Shrek movies, and coloring inside the lines&lt;br /&gt;Brian-Justin from the Secret of Nimh, horses, and Madeira wine&lt;br /&gt;Michael-Ole Miss, Soccer, and camo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvxSf_VNI/AAAAAAAAANw/yzqhmGYYbNY/s1600-h/IMG_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvxSf_VNI/AAAAAAAAANw/yzqhmGYYbNY/s200/IMG_0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314043560744146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candice- Purple, skulls, Olive Garden, Pinup girls, and scrubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdTBnPvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9kwn_3fgD6s/s1600-h/n42803006_31578319_4539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdTBnPvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9kwn_3fgD6s/s200/n42803006_31578319_4539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314799616016114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley- Piper from Charmed, braces, and North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;Heather- Phoebe from Charmed, Mac n Cheese, and Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwcgsUZAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HOwgdYZdsWs/s1600-h/n42803006_30931479_2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwcgsUZAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HOwgdYZdsWs/s200/n42803006_30931479_2677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314786104927234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma- Quilts and Nut crackers that are actually used to crack nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdK1vL1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/r6wIkvzgV_U/s1600-h/n42803006_30931480_2980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdK1vL1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/r6wIkvzgV_U/s200/n42803006_30931480_2980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314797418721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maw-Maw- Bose, Blueberries, and Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Paw-Paw- Chickens, the country, and the old musty smell from old storage buildings/tools.&lt;br /&gt;Bodin Family- Cajun food, beach vacations, and the country&lt;br /&gt;Ketzel Family- Crawfish boils and a certain smell that has no name it just reminds me of my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvw7WtlTI/AAAAAAAAANo/DZijBSbiNSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvw7WtlTI/AAAAAAAAANo/DZijBSbiNSQ/s200/IMG_0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314037347816754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha- Peridot, Scooby Snacks, and tumbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvwpTkdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/sk0quZaQBJ8/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvwpTkdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/sk0quZaQBJ8/s200/IMG_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314032502797378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel T.- Maxi dresses, good books, and funky footwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvxkFgrMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/FQGIA2PJeaE/s1600-h/my+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOvxkFgrMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/FQGIA2PJeaE/s200/my+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351314048281521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angie- Converse shoes, P90X, and good Rock Bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Amanda B.- Southern Miss, Hinds, and Walmart craft isles.&lt;br /&gt;Katie and Emily- Track, Soccer, and Cross Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on and on I’m sure, but I won’t. The thing is that when I see or smell these things I smile to myself and remember my family and friends. It makes me feel like they are right there with me even if they are miles away. All of these are priceless to me as are the people they remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-4077061105396591363?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/4077061105396591363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=4077061105396591363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4077061105396591363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4077061105396591363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-things-that-remind-me-of-family.html' title='Random Things That Remind Me of Family &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkOwdG6eT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/5cGK4D5oVMY/s72-c/n42803006_30931481_3286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6167944164278809747</id><published>2009-06-24T12:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:50:10.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships &amp; Reality TV - A Recipe for Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkJdAZWqAfI/AAAAAAAAANY/3cmFzPoHuG0/s1600-h/AsseenonRealityTV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkJdAZWqAfI/AAAAAAAAANY/3cmFzPoHuG0/s320/AsseenonRealityTV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350941568656867826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is with Reality TV couples breaking up? Jon and Kate are filing for divorce now, as so many other Reality TV personalities have before them. I’m sure we all remember when Nick and Jessica decided to get a divorce. I was sad because they made such a great couple, but it just didn’t work out. The same goes for Carmen Electra and Dave Navarro. They had a Reality TV show that followed them through the planning of their wedding and then the wedding itself. And now they are divorced. And lets not forget about Travis Barker and Shanna Moakler. They also had a Reality TV show and are now splitsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany Spears and Kevin Federline had a short-lived Reality TV show and they also divorced. Their marriage was just way too public in my opinion. I think that if you are a celeb then you don’t have any privacy anyway, but to add a TV show has to take its toll. Even Hef and the Girls Next Door broke up. I know Hef has new girlfriends every few years but I thought Holly and Hef would get married one day. The only Bachelorette/Bachelor to stick it out so far have been Trista and Ryan. Trista came in second on the Bachelor before getting her own shot on the Bachelorette. I’m happy that at least one couple has survived….for now. I know that its not easy being married in the first place but to add a camera crew and an audience of viewers has to make it even harder. Everyone knows your business and has an opinion on it. Another couple that has survived Reality TV is Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne. They have been together for so long now and are so made for each other that I don’t think Reality TV could tear them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out Heidi and Spencer you could be next. They meet all the criteria, 1) They met on the Hills, 2) VERY public relationship, 3) married on the Hills, 4) went on I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here, do I really need to go on? I hope they make it, I really do but the odds are kinda stacked against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all celeb/Reality TV couples good luck. If you want to be on a Reality TV show go on Dancing with the Stars but don’t have a Reality TV about your relationship because it seems it breaks a marriage apart….unless you’re Ozzy and Sharon or Trista and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you be sad to hear broke up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite couple past or present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-6167944164278809747?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/6167944164278809747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=6167944164278809747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6167944164278809747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6167944164278809747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/relationships-reality-tv-recipe-for.html' title='Relationships &amp; Reality TV - A Recipe for Disaster'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SkJdAZWqAfI/AAAAAAAAANY/3cmFzPoHuG0/s72-c/AsseenonRealityTV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-2929522467273350598</id><published>2009-06-18T08:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:49:05.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Chick- Lit Books by Jane Costello</title><content type='html'>I have Twitter as you can see on my side bar. And through Twitter I have met so many awesome people. One that I am so happy I met is Jane Costello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Costello is a former journalist for newspapers including the Liverpool Echo, Daily Mail and Liverpool Daily Post, where she spent four years as Editor. She is the author of the best-selling novel Bridesmaids and lives in Lancashire with her husband and two young sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are both of her books front and back covers. I was recently informed that I am her first official US fan which is awesome! Anyway, you need to pick these books up they are absolutely wonderful. I read Bridesmaids in one day. I would have read The Nearly Weds in a day but I got kinda busy. She is currently writing a 3rd book and she's hoping to publish it in the US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go visit her &lt;a href="http://www.janecostello.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. And go buy her books &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bridesmaids-Jane-Costello/dp/1847390870"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  If you like Chick Lit then you will love Jane Costello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDM-3eC0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/B_lkhMRhnJo/s1600-h/9781847390875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDM-3eC0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/B_lkhMRhnJo/s320/9781847390875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348661397769030466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDNN4fuRI/AAAAAAAAANA/lE1w3VLHtS0/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDNN4fuRI/AAAAAAAAANA/lE1w3VLHtS0/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348661401799866642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDNuCGQKI/AAAAAAAAANI/BXJU0ZNSBMA/s1600-h/n282491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDNuCGQKI/AAAAAAAAANI/BXJU0ZNSBMA/s320/n282491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348661410430075042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDN9DfKcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/imTHvdBZINA/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDN9DfKcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/imTHvdBZINA/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348661414462433730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-2929522467273350598?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/2929522467273350598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=2929522467273350598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2929522467273350598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2929522467273350598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-chick-lit-books-by-jane-costello.html' title='Great Chick- Lit Books by Jane Costello'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjpDM-3eC0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/B_lkhMRhnJo/s72-c/9781847390875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8186471388927847877</id><published>2009-06-15T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:58:51.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounce</title><content type='html'>Here are some additional uses for a Bounce Dryer Sheet that are really handy.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom emailed me this and I just had to pass it along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It will chase ants away when you lay a sheet near them. It also&lt;br /&gt;repels mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spread sheets around foundation areas, or in trailers, or cars&lt;br /&gt;that are sitting and it keeps mice from entering your vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It takes the odor out of books and photo albums that don't get&lt;br /&gt;opened too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It repels mosquitoes. Tie a sheet of Bounce through a belt loop&lt;br /&gt;when outdoors during mosquito season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eliminate static electricity from your television (or computer) screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Since Bounce is designed to help eliminate static cling,&lt;br /&gt;wipe your television screen with a used sheet of Bounce to keep dust from resettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dissolve soap scum from shower doors. Clean with a sheet of&lt;br /&gt;Bounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. To freshen the air in your home - Place an individual sheet of&lt;br /&gt;Bounce in a drawer or hang in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Put Bounce sheet in vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Prevent thread from tangling. Run a threaded needle through a&lt;br /&gt;sheet of Bounce before beginning to sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Prevent musty suitcases. Place an individual sheet of Bounce&lt;br /&gt;inside empty luggage before storing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To freshen the air in your car - Place a sheet of Bounce under&lt;br /&gt;the front seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Clean baked-on foods from a cooking pan. Put a sheet in a pan,&lt;br /&gt;fill with water, let sit overnight, and sponge clean. The anti-static agent&lt;br /&gt;apparently weakens the bond between the food and the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Eliminate odors in wastebaskets. Place a sheet of Bounce at the&lt;br /&gt;bottom of the wastebasket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Collect cat hair. Rubbing the area with a sheet of Bounce will&lt;br /&gt;magnetically attract all the lose hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Eliminate static electricity from Venetian blinds. Wipe the&lt;br /&gt;blinds with a sheet of Bounce to prevent dust from resettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Wipe up sawdust from drilling or sand papering. A used sheet of&lt;br /&gt;Bounce will collect sawdust like a tack cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Eliminate odors in d&lt;br /&gt;dirty laundry. Place an individual sheet of&lt;br /&gt;Bounce at the bottom of a laundry bag or hamper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Deodorize shoes or sneakers. Place a sheet of Bounce in your&lt;br /&gt;shoes or sneakers overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Golfers put a Bounce sheet in their back pocket to keep the bees away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Put a Bounce sheet in your sleeping bag and tent before folding&lt;br /&gt;and storing them. It will keep them smelling fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Wet a Bounce sheet, hose down your car, and wipe lovebugs off&lt;br /&gt;easily with the wet Bounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8186471388927847877?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8186471388927847877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8186471388927847877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8186471388927847877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8186471388927847877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/bounce.html' title='Bounce'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6142167790643526187</id><published>2009-06-11T14:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:54:16.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Mac's!</title><content type='html'>Ok I own a Mac laptop and an iPhone. Oh and I also have a Mac at work too. They are the most user friendly computers ever! If you have never even used one just head on out to the Apple Store or to Best Buy or anywhere else that sells them and just play on it for a minute. You will fall in love and the price will no longer matter because its love at first click!&lt;br /&gt;They have this really cool program that comes with the all Mac's that have a camera called Photo Booth. Its so cool you can take pictures with it and there's all different kinds of backgrounds and goofy settings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjFf3Ie5BBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dBTInO2UU-U/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjFf3Ie5BBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dBTInO2UU-U/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346159633439982610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjFf2r9D0qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gs2dsgFeKe4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjFf2r9D0qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gs2dsgFeKe4/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346159625781891746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I will be made fun of because lets face it some of these are really funny. But that's ok I don't care, I should be used to it by now. Anyway as you can see there's a variety of features and this is just some of them.&lt;br /&gt;Photo Booth is not the only program that comes on most Mac's there are a ton of really fun features that I could go on and on about. But I won't because I want you to go and play on on so you can experience it all for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So go out and play on a Mac today so you can fall in love just like I did way back when I first started using Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-6142167790643526187?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/6142167790643526187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=6142167790643526187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6142167790643526187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6142167790643526187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-macs.html' title='I Love Mac&apos;s!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SjFf3Ie5BBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dBTInO2UU-U/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-1636979160146866591</id><published>2009-06-10T10:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:16:00.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Typos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si_b1hS8nmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kBQ1m2_n83U/s1600-h/IMG_0521-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si_b1hS8nmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kBQ1m2_n83U/s320/IMG_0521-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345732995229458018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Queen of typos lately. I admit I am the world's worst speller to ever exist. But lately its been even worse than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've made typos on emails,&lt;br /&gt;On comments that probably made me not win a prize,&lt;br /&gt;I've made them on Facebook,&lt;br /&gt;And even on this very blog,&lt;br /&gt;I've made typos to clients,&lt;br /&gt;On and on it goes with me as the Queen of Typos.&lt;br /&gt;When will it stop, probably never,&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a horrible speller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well I guess I will live through all the embarrassment. And maybe no one else noticed half of my typos. Maybe one day I can hand my title over to someone else but for now just call me the Queen of Typos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-1636979160146866591?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/1636979160146866591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=1636979160146866591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1636979160146866591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1636979160146866591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/typos.html' title='Typos'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si_b1hS8nmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kBQ1m2_n83U/s72-c/IMG_0521-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-1653514741763919357</id><published>2009-06-09T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:18:23.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si7Dgg6KiVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7SPMeFubwjU/s1600-h/6627-895332-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si7Dgg6KiVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7SPMeFubwjU/s320/6627-895332-p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345424771092482386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found my boots that I want so bad! They are Dan Post Boot Company and they are Tan El Paso. And absolutely Fab-ul-ously!!! I want them ASAP, but I will wait until I either have money or for my Birthday in August. But I honestly can't wait to put these precious babies on. They will be my new favorite shoes I can just see it. Here they are at &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/48028032/c/194669.html"&gt;Zappo's&lt;/a&gt;. Hope you are having a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-1653514741763919357?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/1653514741763919357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=1653514741763919357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1653514741763919357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1653514741763919357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/boots.html' title='Boots'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si7Dgg6KiVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7SPMeFubwjU/s72-c/6627-895332-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7076002205197405050</id><published>2009-06-08T20:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:53:48.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooden Treasures Hand Made by Rene Bodin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Dad makes pens, bottle stoppers, and other wooden treasures. I have decided to dedicate this post to his treasures. If you see something you like or if you want a special order please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AX_uA17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UvVNcdq9Xhc/s1600-h/DSC06500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AX_uA17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UvVNcdq9Xhc/s320/DSC06500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139851232597938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer Antler Pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AXqwmtNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9xl9Atbk7aQ/s1600-h/DSC06486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AXqwmtNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9xl9Atbk7aQ/s320/DSC06486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139845606323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn Cob &amp;amp; Pine Cone Pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AXRtGSOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/eeF3UKGHWSM/s1600-h/DSC06485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AXRtGSOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/eeF3UKGHWSM/s320/DSC06485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139838880729314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras Pen made of Purple Heart &amp;amp; Canary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tiXTMZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T1wR4kCCcMk/s1600-h/DSC06484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tiXTMZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T1wR4kCCcMk/s320/DSC06484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139121798197650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern Miss Pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tXPMegI/AAAAAAAAALw/IBKGLUJJt1k/s1600-h/DSC06483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tXPMegI/AAAAAAAAALw/IBKGLUJJt1k/s320/DSC06483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139118811412994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS State Pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tEPXFUI/AAAAAAAAALo/k5RzV2WA3Ik/s1600-h/DSC06481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_tEPXFUI/AAAAAAAAALo/k5RzV2WA3Ik/s320/DSC06481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139113711834434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleur delis Oak &amp;amp; Yellow Wood Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_s20JVaI/AAAAAAAAALg/qj6cud2SQiU/s1600-h/DSC06480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_s20JVaI/AAAAAAAAALg/qj6cud2SQiU/s320/DSC06480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139110108026274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull Horn Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_snosW3I/AAAAAAAAALY/Q9wfJ1gUcXw/s1600-h/DSC06478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2_snosW3I/AAAAAAAAALY/Q9wfJ1gUcXw/s320/DSC06478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139106033458034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull Horn Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-6eijoyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fvZsZ6OHy-Y/s1600-h/DSC06475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-6eijoyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fvZsZ6OHy-Y/s320/DSC06475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345138244598342434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crate Myrtle Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-6Izx67I/AAAAAAAAALI/5Z2mSFpDDa4/s1600-h/DSC06477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-6Izx67I/AAAAAAAAALI/5Z2mSFpDDa4/s320/DSC06477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345138238765001650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stained Pine Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-50fYkVI/AAAAAAAAALA/LKn3pj4htl4/s1600-h/DSC06473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-50fYkVI/AAAAAAAAALA/LKn3pj4htl4/s320/DSC06473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345138233310744914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deer Antler w/Mississippi State Quarter Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-5m3x9xI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s34Gl0Yph2c/s1600-h/DSC06472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-5m3x9xI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s34Gl0Yph2c/s320/DSC06472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345138229654976274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deer Antler Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-5UbS09I/AAAAAAAAAKw/OqoG4yZS9vI/s1600-h/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si2-5UbS09I/AAAAAAAAAKw/OqoG4yZS9vI/s320/DSC06462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345138224703656914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dumbbell Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296zuHplI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_TdJi1WaCHU/s1600-h/DSC06454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296zuHplI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_TdJi1WaCHU/s320/DSC06454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137150772356690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296r_vVCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Gc4CcYbE-rc/s1600-h/DSC06452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296r_vVCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Gc4CcYbE-rc/s320/DSC06452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137148698776610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296QFhYmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/S90Sae8ZCd8/s1600-h/DSC06451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296QFhYmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/S90Sae8ZCd8/s320/DSC06451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137141206835810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ebony &amp;amp; Osage Orange Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296G4j6jI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FwT-CUbsqYQ/s1600-h/DSC06449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296G4j6jI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FwT-CUbsqYQ/s320/DSC06449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137138736556594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yellow Wood Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296L21ZiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/MS0FL-If3YQ/s1600-h/DSC06448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si296L21ZiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/MS0FL-If3YQ/s320/DSC06448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137140071491106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fleur delis Walnut Wine Stopper&lt;br /&gt;&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/3010911566207197314-7076002205197405050?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7076002205197405050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7076002205197405050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7076002205197405050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7076002205197405050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/wooden-treasures-hand-made-by-rene.html' title='Wooden Treasures Hand Made by Rene Bodin'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Si3AX_uA17I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UvVNcdq9Xhc/s72-c/DSC06500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-4025137455913262376</id><published>2009-06-05T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:16:50.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SinQXBC0JkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DRoIQDI6e54/s1600-h/DSC05321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SinQXBC0JkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DRoIQDI6e54/s320/DSC05321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031526687614530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my house. I bought it a year ago today. I have updated so many things in the past year and my parents helped me do it all. We painted the bedrooms, bathrooms, and kitchen. We pulled up/cut down bushes. We put in appliances in the kitchen. We fixed my back deck. We took out shelves and put up curtains. I still have more improvements to make like a back fence, a tile floor in the bathroom and to replace the carpet and tile in my bedroom. I also need to fix the porch and plant some flowers. I love my house and so happy to be a homeowner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-4025137455913262376?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/4025137455913262376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=4025137455913262376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4025137455913262376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4025137455913262376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-house.html' title='My House'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SinQXBC0JkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DRoIQDI6e54/s72-c/DSC05321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6022015860215298293</id><published>2009-06-02T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:19:49.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I've Always Wanted To Do</title><content type='html'>If I had one wish I have so many things I would wish for including world peace. But if someone wanted to do something for me then I would want to go behind the scenes of a movie being made. I wouldn't talk or anything just sit and observe. I think it would a very interested experience. I love seeing the behind the scenes of all kinds of things. I watch all the behind the scenes of every DVD I own that has that. I own all the Lord of the Rings extended versions with the behind the scenes. I love to know how things work I guess. Everyone has seen a movie but how many "normal" people, not actors, actresses, extras, directors, producers, set designers, prop managers, stunt doubles, etc... have seen the behind the scenes of a movie? I would be fun to just sit and watch and be in on the secret of the movie magic. Of course it would be cool to see the actors and actresses but I think it would be cool to see how the crew works and how the director directs the actors. If anyone ever wants to do something nice for me this would be it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-6022015860215298293?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/6022015860215298293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=6022015860215298293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6022015860215298293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6022015860215298293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-ive-always-wanted-to-do.html' title='Something I&apos;ve Always Wanted To Do'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-1812550130300408411</id><published>2009-06-02T19:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:55:05.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>I love comfy shoes. I don't know about you but I hate when my shoes rub blisters on my feet. I have so many shoes that I have only worn once or twice. But I have about 10 that I wear over and over and over. They are the ones that I've broken and I can wear for hours without hurting my feet. I love flip flops because they are extremely comfortable and easy to slip on. I have several different pairs of Yellow Box and other no name brands. I also LOVE my green (of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SiXJrvHlQwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rf-bpoiQfh4/s1600-h/DSC06441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SiXJrvHlQwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rf-bpoiQfh4/s320/DSC06441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898286164787970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SiXJeaxw_VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IdxtrQnfGhI/s1600-h/DSC06440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SiXJeaxw_VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IdxtrQnfGhI/s320/DSC06440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898057366273362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;converse. If I had to recommend a pair to someone it would be them. They come in every color and even some really cute patterns. They go with everything even a casual dress! Now the next pair of shoe I get will be cowboy boots. I've wanted some for forever! I saw some over the weekend and decided that I just have to have some. I think I can wait until my birthday in August but I may not be able to wait. I'll let you know when I buy some.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-1812550130300408411?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/1812550130300408411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=1812550130300408411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1812550130300408411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1812550130300408411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/SiXJrvHlQwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rf-bpoiQfh4/s72-c/DSC06441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-9207099704844487449</id><published>2009-06-01T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:23:10.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>My family was in town the past two weekends and I have had a blast! For Memorial Day weekend my Sister, Brother-in-law, nephew, and niece were all here. My brother even came home on Saturday. Friday night we had a wine tasting at my parents house. I had only the first 3 wines before I had to cut myself off. I was way too tipsy! (I have a very low tolerance.) We had 6 courses and they were wonderful especially the desert my favorite ever Tiramisu  from Amerigos. De-Licious!! Then Saturday we went to garage sales and hung out around the house playing with my niece and nephew. They are just the cutest babies ever! Sunday we went shopping at Bass Pro Shop and Dogwood. It rained off and on throughout the weekend but that was ok we still had a blast. Monday they had to go home :( I was very sad to see them pack up and leave to go back to Arkansas. But they will be back June 19th!!&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend my Aunt Patty, Uncle Steven, Katie, and Emily all came and stayed at my parents. It was the first time in a long time that they didn't have any races to go to. We played giant horseshoes of all things all weekend! It was a blast I was an intermediate player, not great but not half bad. Saturday morning we hit up some more garage sales and had so much fun. I only bought two pairs of shoes but everyone else got a few good things. Then we sat around , played some horse shoes, and ate lunch before going to Renaissance for the art festival. WOW did they have some cool stuff but it was so expensive I couldn't afford anything so we went to the shops instead. I fell in love with a pair of cowboy boots that I'm going to ask for my birthday coming up. Then we went to Olive Garden!! My all time favorite restaurant.  We had way too much fun as usual. We can go anywhere and have fun I promise. Then back home to play more horseshoes. Sunday we had a badminton tournament. My Aunt and Uncle and cousins tied for first. I proved once again that I have no depth perception and I swung and missed quite a few times and made everyone laugh. But my Uncle's serve was the funniest thing by far. You just had to be there! Anyway the past two weekends have been so much fun with lots of family! I miss them I wish they come up more often. I can't wait until June 19th!!&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-9207099704844487449?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/9207099704844487449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=9207099704844487449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/9207099704844487449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/9207099704844487449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7220271233187454779</id><published>2009-05-28T21:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:31:55.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9JCPv_IhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bHqto9tvkoY/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9JCPv_IhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bHqto9tvkoY/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341067986021065234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom, Betsy, is the best Mom ever! I am so glad, fortunate, and blessed that she is mine. Today I was even happier than normal that she was my Mom. We were going out to eat at Hamil's in Madison for some of her co-workers birthdays. There was a LONG line and we were towards the front when a guy came in pushing a guy in a wheel chair. My mom told the guy that he shouldn't have to wait in line. To which the guy replied I don't think we can skip in line. So my Mom went to the front of the line and asked the ladies at the cash register if the guy in the wheel chair could go to the front of the line. The lady said no and so my Mom being my Mom asked if it was ok if they went in front of our group. And of course everyone said it was fine. I was so proud of my Mom for going out of her way to help someone else out. She does work for the MS Dept. of Rehab so she works with disabled people all the time, but still it was a very nice thing to do for a stranger. That's why I love my Mom because she is the best example. She does stuff for people that she doesn't know just to be nice. She is the sweetest, most kind woman. I am very blessed to have such a wonderful, loving Mom. THANKS FOR BEING YOU MOM, I LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7220271233187454779?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7220271233187454779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7220271233187454779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7220271233187454779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7220271233187454779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9JCPv_IhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bHqto9tvkoY/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-1217028740328396574</id><published>2009-05-28T21:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:15:46.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FSMwsdRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aV65JbaDnI4/s1600-h/Faith+Possible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FSMwsdRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aV65JbaDnI4/s320/Faith+Possible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063862050125074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FLN74ULI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xs0yTVkQrGc/s1600-h/Green+and+Pink+dots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FLN74ULI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xs0yTVkQrGc/s320/Green+and+Pink+dots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063742106390706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FHb0EasI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hpIA72PwkWU/s1600-h/Checks+n+Swirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FHb0EasI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hpIA72PwkWU/s320/Checks+n+Swirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063677112249026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FAdPTJ7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ff_0xooeX6w/s1600-h/Gravity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FAdPTJ7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ff_0xooeX6w/s320/Gravity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063557235812274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9E7eioosI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LlF6WSyMoss/s1600-h/Emily+Skulls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9E7eioosI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LlF6WSyMoss/s320/Emily+Skulls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063471686001346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9E2NZH54I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ij-WH4OiUc/s1600-h/Bodin+Lines+and+Dots+Green+Label.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9E2NZH54I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ij-WH4OiUc/s320/Bodin+Lines+and+Dots+Green+Label.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063381183358850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9Exh6KlgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/T3qXYwwhoiY/s1600-h/Blue+and+Green+Circles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9Exh6KlgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/T3qXYwwhoiY/s320/Blue+and+Green+Circles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341063300791309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded a few samples of my notecards for you to see. Please give me some feedback I would really appreciate constructive criticism.&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-1217028740328396574?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/1217028740328396574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=1217028740328396574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1217028740328396574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/1217028740328396574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/samples.html' title='Samples'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh9FSMwsdRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aV65JbaDnI4/s72-c/Faith+Possible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-703249608158162904</id><published>2009-05-27T08:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:15:07.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh1K5HT-byI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pCVXThuCDfA/s1600-h/10628181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh1K5HT-byI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pCVXThuCDfA/s320/10628181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340507078207106850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman is a MUST read for anyone. He has books for married couples, singles, and teens. He explains what the 5 love languages are and why you should know your own as well as everyone else you know. The 5 love languages are Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Gifts, Acts of Service, and Physical Touch. My primary love language is Quality Time but I also like  Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch. This information will help me in all my relationships not just my romantic ones. It is also important to speak all 5 languages because everyone speaks a different one, which means everyone feels loved in different ways. My best friend and I actually speak the same love languages which is probably why we get along so well. We both give each other what the other needs. I recommend going out and buying a copy of this book. You can get it at &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Five-Love-Languages/Gary-Chapman/e/9781881273158/?itm=1"&gt;Barnes and Noble&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lifewaystores.com/lwstore/product.asp?isbn=1881273156&amp;amp;mscssid=SRN1UEJX2XPV9PJJ2GXTLHN9G5JWB6ME"&gt;Lifeway&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=1881273156"&gt;Borders&lt;/a&gt;. It can help you in every aspect of your life. &lt;a href="http://http//www.lifewaystores.com/lwstore/DetailSearch.asp?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-703249608158162904?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/703249608158162904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=703249608158162904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/703249608158162904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/703249608158162904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-love-languages-by-gary-chapman.html' title='5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sh1K5HT-byI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pCVXThuCDfA/s72-c/10628181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8343778197959198203</id><published>2009-05-26T10:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:39:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't had a chance to post since last week. I have lots of pics to post tonight. So come back then and I will have something new up. Hope you are having a great day so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8343778197959198203?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8343778197959198203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8343778197959198203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8343778197959198203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8343778197959198203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-4756706175759512040</id><published>2009-05-20T16:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:48:42.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nicknames</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDI4NTU5MTQyODEmcHQ9MTI*Mjg1NjA5ODM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*xJnQ9Jm89NTMxOGEwOGQ4NmYxNGI5ZTljYWZlNjU5NTE*YjMxZTM=.gif" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?glitter-text-maker"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/a/ac/e4115640a6f41aa94a1baa2be51664.gif" border="0" alt="Glitter Text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm sure everyone has at least one nickname. Well I have about a million: Punk, Ebo, El Bodin, Besa, Bodin, Lizzie Lou, Sugar, Ebodin, Liz, Lizzie, Laz, Little Betsy, Tin Lizzie, Middle Bodin, Hey You, Christina(people get me and my sister confused), the twins cousin, Michael Bodin's sister, Christina's sister, Flirt, Po-tater, 4 eyes, Miss Gulf Coast(my teacher called me that, I never was Miss Gulf Coast), etc... I have an easy name to shorten and everyone likes to invent a new nick name for me. I honestly don't mind most of my nick names I actually like them. But there are some that just make me mad because I have a name and it's not Michael Bodin's sister or Christina's sister. I don't mind if people say that the first time they meet me but after that they should call me by my name or a shortened version, ya know. Most people think because my nick name is Punk that I dress all punk rock and stuff, but it has nothing to do with that. It all started not long after I started my job at Hightower. I called Kelly a "punk" for some reason, who knows why, and she said "I'm not the punk you are" and BAM now everyone calls me Punk. I doubt anyone at work actually calls me by my real name anymore, but we do have 2 Elizabeth's up here so it makes it easier to tell who they are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite teachers in High School Coach Curley had a ton of nick names for me. I had known him for years before he was my teacher. He invented nick names for everyone in his classes. So he called me Tin Lizzie, 4 eyes, Miss Gulf Coast, and many more I'm sure. I didn't mind most of them but I didn't like 4 eyes too much. I didn't understand Tin Lizzie at first but I googled it one day and found out it was in reference to the Ford Model T, it was an automobile that was produced by Henry Ford's Ford Motor Company from 1908 through 1927. "Lizzie" was a contemporary slang word used to describe a reliable servant. Which for all of you I am not a servant but I am reliable. ;) He also called me Miss Gulf Coast because I was born in Biloxi, MS, which is on the MS Gulf Coast, and my whole extended family lives down there. We moved to Central MS when I was in the 4th grade.&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about how I received all my nicknames but I will spare you. Have a great day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-4756706175759512040?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/4756706175759512040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=4756706175759512040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4756706175759512040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4756706175759512040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-nicknames.html' title='My Nicknames'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7465530004719175746</id><published>2009-05-19T16:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:34:08.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Offical Orderi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got my first official order for my new side business. It was for wedding invitations and they turned out prefect! The colors were pink and army green. I made the army green more of a olive/peridot green so it didn't look too masculine. I will post more examples of my creations ASAP. I'm trying to get a lot done before I post them. I absolutely love creating things. It relaxes me and makes me feel good about my abilities. I have posted the final invitation below. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3549788235/" title="Elam Wedding Invitation copy by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3626/3549788235_c5589de873.jpg" alt="Elam Wedding Invitation copy" height="500" width="324" /&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/3010911566207197314-7465530004719175746?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7465530004719175746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7465530004719175746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7465530004719175746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7465530004719175746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-offical-orderi.html' title='First Offical Orderi'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3626/3549788235_c5589de873_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8583069158097116688</id><published>2009-05-16T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:45:51.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babies</title><content type='html'>I have two pets that are my babies. I love them so much that I can't even express how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535420067/" title="DSC06348 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3567/3535420067_12833cc3fb.jpg" alt="DSC06348" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535418913/" title="DSC06346 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3540/3535418913_e6a4c7ba77.jpg" alt="DSC06346" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a little bling bling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535418371/" title="DSC06345 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3317/3535418371_be518fc7e4.jpg" alt="DSC06345" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535417109/" title="DSC06298 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3535417109_2ec9a9fe2d.jpg" alt="DSC06298" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Zoey is a 2 year old salt and pepper miniature schnauzer. She is one of my parents dog, Belle's puppies. Zoey became mine because she was the last to walk and we thought something was wrong with her legs. Now she runs faster than her mom, so there is definitely nothing wrong with her. She is my protector if anyone comes in the house or tries to come near me when I walk her she barks her head off at them. She knows that she is suppose to protect me from everyone. But she is the sweetest dog. When I come home she greets me like she hasn't seen my in days or weeks instead of just a few hours. She rarely licks which I like! She is my best friend and I am so glad that she's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3536232868/" title="DSC06340 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/3536232868_6fc78b5fd5.jpg" alt="DSC06340" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535420475/" title="DSC06349 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2314/3535420475_7cee9cd79f.jpg" alt="DSC06349" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS PIC ITS SO COOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3536237182/" title="DSC06352 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2053/3536237182_b62c51e7da.jpg" alt="DSC06352" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's saying "you have to kiss a lot of frogs momma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3536238662/" title="DSC06355 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2143/3536238662_093a3a7707.jpg" alt="DSC06355" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3535423763/" title="DSC06356 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/3535423763_54ace83341.jpg" alt="DSC06356" height="334" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then there's Lucky Charm. He's a 4 year old solid black cat with the most beautiful green eyes. Sometimes his eyes look like human eyes which scares me in the middle of the night. He has been there for me since I was in college and I thought he was a girl. He's my baby man! I got him de-balled and de-clawed at the same time so he is a strictly inside cat who would rather be outside(the punk, if only he knew how good he has it). He is the friendliest cat you will ever meet. He loves people, and shows it by rubbing on them and then flipping over on his back so they can scratch his stomach. He's only "mean" to me because I play rough with him. He's my best friend and takes care of my when I'm sad. He gives me the best "kisses" except they are always in the middle of the night and he wakes me up, the punk! But I love him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my pets to death and am so happy that they are mine, all mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8583069158097116688?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8583069158097116688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8583069158097116688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8583069158097116688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8583069158097116688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-babies.html' title='My Babies'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3567/3535420067_12833cc3fb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-3019602718037412599</id><published>2009-05-15T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:09:55.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW to me, Appliances</title><content type='html'>I got new appliances recently. Well they are new to me. My Aunt and Uncle got real new appliances and were going to sell theses. So I asked how much and obviously I bought them. I love them. Because now I have a oven that works! I have been using a Toaster Oven to cook something with for about 6 to 8 months. haha. My Mom and Dad helped me remove my old ones and put theses in on Mother's Day of all days. But of course it didn't go smoothly. (If it we do any work at my house it never goes smoothly, ever, its just the way it is.) Both the Stove and Microwave were hardwired so we had to install plugs, and we had trouble with them once we installed them. Then the Dishwasher leaked water all over the place and we had to buy a small part, that I figured out how to fix! It took all afternoon. I felt horrible because it was Mother's Day. To make up for it I am cooking my parents and brother lunch on Saturday to repay them. I hope they like what I make. It will be made with lots and lots of love. I have a very small kitchen as you will see, but it suits me just fine. Its open to the rest of the downstairs so it doesn't seem so small. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3533828684/" title="IMG_0561 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3533828684_e9fc579c25.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_0561" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stove and Microwave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3533011491/" title="IMG_0562 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3413/3533011491_07540b55e7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_0562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishwasher and Stove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3533012765/" title="IMG_0563 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2201/3533012765_e80de8b092.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_0563" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stove, Microwave, and Frig (I already had the frig)&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/3010911566207197314-3019602718037412599?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/3019602718037412599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=3019602718037412599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3019602718037412599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3019602718037412599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-to-me-appliances.html' title='NEW to me, Appliances'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3533828684_e9fc579c25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6711430891037990098</id><published>2009-05-13T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:58:38.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzle Me</title><content type='html'>Try to put the puzzle together to find out what I look like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="430" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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I think guys in general like the idea of a girl like me, but then when they get to know me they decide that they aren’t good enough for me. Which actually really sucks. I’m so tired to being told that I’m too good! When will a guy “Man up” and be a man that deserves someone like me. I don’t play head games. I will admit when I’m wrong about something. I am pretty level headed. I hate drama in my life. I get along with most people. I am kinda picky about guys, but I know what I like and what I don’t like and I’m honest about it. I won’t lead anyone on. I honestly don’t understand why I can’t find a good guy. Almost every guy I’ve ever dated is married, not to say that I’ve dated a lot. Really only 2 long relationships all the others were only a few months long. So what’s wrong with me? Am I too good/nice/normal for guys? Do guys like drama in their lives and like to fight with their girlfriend? Do guys like things to be complicated? I don’t understand. One day I will find a guy that will be MAN enough to want to be with me forever. Until that day I guess I will have to kiss a few more frogs until I find my prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-104703650847853343?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/104703650847853343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=104703650847853343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/104703650847853343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/104703650847853343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/past-relationships.html' title='Past Relationships'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-577148768280244501</id><published>2009-05-11T14:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:40:05.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Night Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight is one of my favorite nights as far as shows. I have so many that I can't even TiVo all of them! I am addicted to the CW. Ever since it first came on as the WB. I've loved almost all the shows they've ever had. I watched Charmed, Buffy, Angel, Gilmore Girls, and 7th Heaven. Now I watch Smallville, One Tree Hill, and Gossip Girl. I absolutely love all the drama and gossip! Monday nights are very busy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065313/" title="gossipgirl by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2032/3528065313_d7b50e3b83_o.jpg" width="253" height="320" alt="gossipgirl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gossip Girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065323/" title="greek by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/3528065323_0a2edca4cc_o.jpg" width="192" height="320" alt="greek" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Greek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sgh3cpSgAKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b99MuGX3zJ4/s1600-h/lead.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065359/" title="lead by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2320/3528065359_60d1596a8c_o.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="lead" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Dancing with the Stars all come on at 7:00.&lt;br /&gt;Then at 8:00 its Dancing With the Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sgh3l5PQqmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Dkr0zQWnW2k/s1600-h/onetreehill.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528876914/" title="onetreehill by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3528876914_74f36c6e19_o.jpg" width="320" height="256" alt="onetreehill" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and One Tree Hill.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065403/" title="CSI_miami_thumbnail by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/3528065403_389362a17b_o.jpg" width="315" height="260" alt="CSI_miami_thumbnail" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then at 9:00 is CSI: Miami. So its very full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I wouldn't have it any other way.&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/3010911566207197314-577148768280244501?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/577148768280244501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=577148768280244501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/577148768280244501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/577148768280244501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-night-shows.html' title='Monday Night Shows'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6164780211325472953</id><published>2009-05-06T12:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:37:40.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartridge  World and Bad Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065439/" title="02-OEM-cartridges by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3614/3528065439_e5d0cebfd4_o.png" width="320" height="198" alt="02-OEM-cartridges" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok so I went to Cartridge World today during lunch to get my cartridges refilled. And when I walked in it smelled so good to me. It was actually a comforting smell for some reason. I have no clue why, but I seriously could have stayed in there for hours and not minded. I thought it would stink but oh was I wrong. Then I left and went to Subway...love there Italian BMT...and as soon as I walked in and the bottom fell out. It was pouring rain and the wind was blowing so hard the little crepe myrtles outside where being turned on their sides. I was like OMG I can't go back out there in that. I thought about calling my boss and telling her I was going to wait it out. But I decided that I was a big girl and I could brave the rain (I mean its just rain right). But OMG I got soaked running to my car. Thank God I have a shoop shoop (a remote control to unlock my car)! I felt like a drowned rat, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. No mascara running down my face and my hair was curly today, Thank God, so it didn't mess up. I drove back to the office and what happens the weather is horrible. So I get my umbrella out and all 3 bags that I'm trying to carry in. When I open my door and step out I hear a thud. And guess what dropped my precious iPhone! I almost dropped everything in my hands to get it. Somehow it still works, not sure how but I'm thankful it does. Anyway! I hate bad weather but I LOVE Cartridge World! You should go, its very affordable. I got two cartridges for until $30!&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-6164780211325472953?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/6164780211325472953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=6164780211325472953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6164780211325472953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6164780211325472953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartridge-world-and-bad-weather.html' title='Cartridge  World and Bad Weather'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-2953339486148841515</id><published>2009-05-06T11:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:37:10.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065475/" title="IMG_0523 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2086/3528065475_7166a6bd43_o.jpg" width="240" height="320" alt="IMG_0523" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528065497/" title="IMG_0528 by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2320/3528065497_510e6207fc_o.jpg" width="320" height="240" alt="IMG_0528" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have these beautiful roses that are climbing up my back deck. I absolutely love them! I love them more because I didn't do anything to them to grow. I probably should put some "Miracle Grow" on them or something but I don't. They looked so pretty last week when I took these pictures but when a little storm came through Saturday night/Sunday morning. I woke up to rose petals and leaves scattered all over my back yard(its really just a concrete but I can dream). Anyway here are the before pictures of my lovely roses. I didn't take any of the after because I was upset that they wouldn't look as pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-2953339486148841515?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/2953339486148841515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=2953339486148841515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2953339486148841515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2953339486148841515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/roses.html' title='Roses'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7960696885368953641</id><published>2009-05-03T13:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:35:18.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle T Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38346572@N03/3528877042/" title="Circle+T+Ran+Logo by Smyleeone, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3316/3528877042_de886d6470_o.jpg" width="311" height="320" alt="Circle+T+Ran+Logo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have named my side business Circle T Ranch. I chose this name because it was my Papa T's ranch's name. He lived to be 100, only a few months shy of 101. His ranch doesn't exist anymore so I decided to take his name for my business. If you need business cards, note cards, invitations, logos, Memory DVD's or anything please let me know. I would be glad to make you anything. I will post a price list in the next few days along with some examples of my designs. My email address for Circle T Ranch is CircleTRanch4@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7960696885368953641?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7960696885368953641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7960696885368953641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7960696885368953641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7960696885368953641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/05/circle-t-ranch.html' title='Circle T Ranch'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-2553620152470395629</id><published>2009-04-28T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:49:24.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men</title><content type='html'>Men are rats, listen to me, they're fleas on rats, worse than that, they're amoebas on fleas on rats. I mean, they're too low for even the dogs to bite. The only man a girl can depend on is a daddy.&lt;br /&gt;- Frenchy, Grease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that quote because its true for about 60% of all men. Men are pigs, confusing, dogs, amoebas, and every other word you can use to describe them at their worst. But there are some men who make up the 40% that are so worth waiting for. I haven't met my other half yet but I am looking forward to not having to put up with the stupid shenanigans anymore. I honestly don't understand the male psyche at all. Oh well I am looking forward to meeting the man of my dreams. I can't wait to be swept off my feet. It will be a nice change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-2553620152470395629?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/2553620152470395629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=2553620152470395629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2553620152470395629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/2553620152470395629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-5405101109035112665</id><published>2009-04-27T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:34:42.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>P90X</title><content type='html'>So far I like P90X. I've been doing it for about a week in a half. The first week we got off a little but the 2nd week went great until it was time to do Yoga. I don't know why, but I don't like Yoga. I think its because I don't understand all the positions. And it hurts the palm of my hands because I am usually in "Plank" when I'm trying to figure out what they are doing. I wish there was someone who could show me the right way and then I would probably like it more. Anyway my motto right now is I like it better when its not Yoga(it was funny, I guess you just had to be there).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-5405101109035112665?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/5405101109035112665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=5405101109035112665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5405101109035112665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5405101109035112665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/p90x.html' title='P90X'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8459431632158430674</id><published>2009-04-24T10:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:55:52.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop Name</title><content type='html'>Ok so I haven't been able to figure out what to name my shop so I have a little poll so you can help me pick a good name. Scroll down to see a previous post to explain more. Also if you have a different name please leave a comment. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.acepolls.com/votes" method="post"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(101, 195, 224); padding: 10px 0pt; background-color: rgb(231, 248, 235); width: 250px; background-image: url(http://www.acepolls.com/images/designs/green_plain.gif);"&gt;&lt;input name="vote[poll_id]" value="884595" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(62, 91, 250); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your Favorite Name for My Shop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin: 0pt; list-style-type: none; padding-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120149" value="5120149" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120149" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;Seriously Sincere&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120150" value="5120150" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120150" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;The Kiwi Kiss&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120151" value="5120151" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120151" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;Peridot Parchel&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120152" value="5120152" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120152" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;Seriously &amp;amp; Sincerely&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120153" value="5120153" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120153" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;25Something&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5120154" value="5120154" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5120154" style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);"&gt;Brick-A-Brack&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Vote!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/polls/884595-what-is-your-favorite-name-for-my-shop/results"&gt;View Results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(58, 85, 92);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/create"&gt;Create a Blog Poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8459431632158430674?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8459431632158430674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8459431632158430674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8459431632158430674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8459431632158430674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/shop-name.html' title='Shop Name'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7303955759298045487</id><published>2009-04-24T10:02:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:19:01.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I Love My Family</title><content type='html'>Ok, if you know me then you know I have a HUGE family and I do mean HUGE. My Mom comes from a family of 8 children, 3 boys and 5 girls. Then my Dad comes from a family of 8 children, 7 boys and 1 girl, 2 boys deceased. Then I have my cousins from both sides, which is an insane number. Just put it this way I know my 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th cousins. And you think it would be crazy, and at sometimes it definitely is, but I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. I love having a big family except when it comes time to let the guy I'm dating, (I'm currently Single BTW), know that I have such a big family. I think only 1 boyfriend has ever met at least 5 or 6 members of my family not including my parents and siblings. Not that I've had a ton of boyfriends but most of them freak out when they find out I have such a huge family. And yeah I can understand because my family is HUGE and they are very protective over me. And no guy will ever me good enough for me, but that's only because they want me to be happy because they love me.&lt;br /&gt;    My sister's husband has fit right in to our family. His family isn't nearly as big as ours but he just fits right in like he has been apart of it from the beginning. Its kinda strange when I think that he's only been apart of our family for 3 years. Because it honestly feels like longer. I don't think I could have dreamed up a better man for my sister. Now if only me and my brother could find someone like that for us. I only hope I get married before my brother, because I hate to admit but I would be kinda pissed if he found someone before me. I am the middle child so I should get married next, right?&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, I love all of my family members more than I can ever express. I am so grateful to have such an awesome network of loved ones. I don't know who I would be without them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7303955759298045487?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7303955759298045487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7303955759298045487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7303955759298045487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7303955759298045487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-my-family.html' title='I Love My Family'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-5779803102287075555</id><published>2009-04-23T15:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:33:30.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Etsy...EtsyVeg Earthly Riches Giveaway - April 22-April 28!!</title><content type='html'>If you don't know about Etsy then you have got to check it out. Once you start looking you will get hooked! You need to sign up and participate in the EtsyVeg Earthly Riches Giveaway! Just go to this link &lt;a href="http://etsyveg.blogspot.com/2009/04/etsyveg-earthly-riches-giveaway-april.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;EtsyVeg Giveaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and read over the rules and then get started finding the Earth icon in all 20 Etsy shops. I already found all 20 and its not easy! Have fun and good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-5779803102287075555?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/5779803102287075555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=5779803102287075555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5779803102287075555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/5779803102287075555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/etsyetsyveg-earthly-riches-giveaway.html' title='Etsy...EtsyVeg Earthly Riches Giveaway - April 22-April 28!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-6134429653733855942</id><published>2009-04-23T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:19:50.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Ashes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To Be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyberstalk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>Ok girls, I know that Rob is hot and everything but you seriously need to give him some breathing room. Just think for a minute how you would feel if you had strange guys following you around taking your picture. That would freak me out so I know it would freak you out. So lets easy up on the stalking Rob. He needs quite time and time to relax just like everyone else. Its ok to CyberStalk him every now and then to see what's going on with New Moon, Little Ashes, or How To Be. But come on lets show him some respect and easy off the guy. He's only human and one of these days ya'll could give him a nervous break down and who what's to give him one of those. I know I would be upset if he had one and not just because he's hot but because he's an amazing actor and I can't wait to see what other amazing talents he will unleash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-6134429653733855942?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/6134429653733855942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=6134429653733855942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6134429653733855942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/6134429653733855942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/robert-pattinson.html' title='Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-8349386448592838997</id><published>2009-04-22T09:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:59:53.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goofy'/><title type='text'>A fun little survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Black Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( your middle name and street you live on/or neighborhood )&lt;br /&gt;Ann Allerton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)&lt;br /&gt;Bodel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. YOUR SUPERHERO/ CRIMINAL  NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink).&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Raspberry Marquita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. YOUR IRAQI NAME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your lastname,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1st letter of your last name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3rd letter of your dads first name, 1st letter of a siblings first name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and last letter of your moms first name).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ldbeacy (I have no clue how to say that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (parents middle names).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Rene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Zoey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fun! Try it out and send it to all your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-8349386448592838997?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/8349386448592838997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=8349386448592838997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8349386448592838997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/8349386448592838997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-little-survey.html' title='A fun little survey'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-7336028136917640449</id><published>2009-04-22T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:30:08.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Name for my side business</title><content type='html'>So, I am trying to decide on a name for my side business.&lt;br /&gt;I can create the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Necklaces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DVD memories with pictures and music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Note cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invitations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Logos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banners&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I thought of XOXO but then I searched it and there are so many people who have that already or variations of it. I want something unique. I was thinking maybe something with my last name Bodin. Its different and unique but I'm just now sure. If you have any suggestions please leave a comment. I appreciate it so much!&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-7336028136917640449?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/7336028136917640449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=7336028136917640449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7336028136917640449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/7336028136917640449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/name-for-my-side-business.html' title='Name for my side business'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-4260165149892879998</id><published>2009-04-16T10:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:00:37.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephenie meyers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Twilight Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sedf7AyT6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5KzyHhi_dlE/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sedf7AyT6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5KzyHhi_dlE/s320/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325330551816842226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you haven't heard of the Twilight Series then you have been sitting under a rock for the past few months. I have read all 4 books, Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn, plus the preview of Midnight Sun and let me tell you they are the best books! I would say I am as obsessed with them as I am with the Harry Potter series. Girls you will fall in love with Edward, there's no way around it. He is the perfect guy, too bad he doesn't exist for real. All the characters will seem like people you know after you read all the books. I have to admit I have reread them so many times that I stopped keeping track. Oh and I starting reading them November 22 the day after I saw the first movie. I haven't been able to put them down!&lt;br /&gt;They recently released the first book, Twilight, as a movie and it was really good too, but as always the books are way better. Robert Pattinson plays Edward and does an amazing job. And Kristen Stewart plays Bella and she does a good job, but she isn't the Bell I pictured as I read the books, but she is an amazing actress. The rest of the cast are Billy Burke, Ashley Greene, Nikki Reed, Jackson Rathbone, Kellan Lutz, Peter Facinelli, Cam Gigandet, Taylor Lautner, Anna Kendrick, Michael Welch, Christian Serratos, Gil Birmingham, Elizabeth Reaser, Edi Gathegi, Rachelle Lefevre, Sarah Clarke, etc... They did an amazing job casting for Twilight. They are currently filming the 2nd movie and will move on to the 3rd movie shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read the books and haven't seen the first movie then go to the store and buy them. I promise they are worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-4260165149892879998?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/4260165149892879998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=4260165149892879998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4260165149892879998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/4260165149892879998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2009/04/twilight-series.html' title='Twilight Series'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gv8NYM3-LvY/Sedf7AyT6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5KzyHhi_dlE/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010911566207197314.post-3430247658440758931</id><published>2009-04-15T10:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:00:49.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>I have a few pet peeves:&lt;br /&gt;- I hate when I message someone (text message, facebook, or myspace) and I don't get a response. I know people are busy but when I know that they have been on and still haven't answered my question it's just mean and rude.&lt;br /&gt;- I hate when people think it's ok to say someone is skinny but would never tell someone they were fat. And that it's ok to tell someone that they don't weight enough but would never tell someone they are over weight.&lt;br /&gt;- Nosey people bug me!&lt;br /&gt;- No one has a right to know anything about me unless I want them to know. So if you ask me something and I say it's none of your business just stop asking.&lt;br /&gt;- I hate when I'm trying to have fun with my friends out and a guy wants to start a conversation in a bar where you can't even hear what they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like people who judge me. I am not the same person from high school and neither are you so stop acting like you know me.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like people who are mean to my friends just because they are trying to get back at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010911566207197314-3430247658440758931?l=loveme4me4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/feeds/3430247658440758931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010911566207197314&amp;postID=3430247658440758931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3430247658440758931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010911566207197314/posts/default/3430247658440758931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveme4me4.blogspot.com/2007/09/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01216961007755120512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOkcXzjUzrM/TkK2lhGfjdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/IFkJ9_v2sH8/s220/216913_779751395219_42803006_36744453_5543453_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
