<?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-29578872</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:59:34.003-05:00</updated><category term='pics'/><category term='excitied..............'/><category term='friday'/><category term='working out......'/><category term='my babygirl'/><category term='follow up to BBW blog about Trace.'/><category term='work what i do'/><category term='squirrel'/><category term='HOME'/><category term='steelers'/><category term='how I feel'/><category term='a funny'/><category term='cat'/><category term='wacky weather'/><category term='riddle'/><category term='relief'/><category term='hump day'/><category term='weird Mon.'/><category term='good show on lifetime'/><category term='N.C. again....'/><category term='Wed.'/><title type='text'>LORI'S PLACE</title><subtitle type='html'>OFF TO NEVERLAND.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1072367252819765052</id><published>2008-11-26T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:49:38.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, BBW comes home today. He's been gone way too long. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have taken Wed. and Fri. off from work to spend some time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with him. And great news came last night. HE WILL BE HOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We didn't know for sure if he would be or not. I can't wait to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him this evening. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pick him up at the airport and then me, BBW, and the daughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and her b-friend are heading off to a hockey game. BBW has never &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been to one so this will be fun for us all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE HAVE A WONDERFUL AND A BLESSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKSGIVING. LOVE THE ONES AROUND AND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER TO GIVE THANKS TO THE ONE UPSTAIRS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KNOW I WILL BE, HE HAS GIVEN ME WONDERFUL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLESSINGS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-1072367252819765052?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1072367252819765052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1072367252819765052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1072367252819765052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1072367252819765052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/11/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6382355023408274083</id><published>2008-11-08T21:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:45:32.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NICE SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, BBW told me that I should be getting a package on Tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, to my surprise it came today, and to his too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He knows that I love &lt;em&gt;TinkerBell&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I opened the box that and to my surprise was a book,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter Pan by Henry Holt, a 100th anniversary edition, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the movie-&lt;em&gt;FINDING NEVERLAND(WITH JOHNNY DEPP )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND PETER PAN ( THE ONE WITH LYNN REDGRAVE).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was also a card attached to the Peter Pan movie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which was wrapped, it said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TO TINK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FROM PETER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'D RUN OFF TO NEVERLAND WITH YOU ANYDAY....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately called BBW to thank him for the wonderful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gift and told him that would've made a GREAT Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gift, but he said he couldn't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't he a wonderful and thoughtful man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still waiting for my pixie dust and fairy wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that I can fly anywhere that he is.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you BBW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SRZOpsUf1bI/AAAAAAAAANg/ttzQkTw4R90/s1600-h/fairy-tink-sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266483292435109298" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SRZOpsUf1bI/AAAAAAAAANg/ttzQkTw4R90/s320/fairy-tink-sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6382355023408274083?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6382355023408274083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6382355023408274083' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6382355023408274083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6382355023408274083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/11/nice-surprise.html' title='NICE SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SRZOpsUf1bI/AAAAAAAAANg/ttzQkTw4R90/s72-c/fairy-tink-sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4071692151284795608</id><published>2008-11-06T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:45:52.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVENA</title><content type='html'>You were chosen to receive this novena.   &lt;br /&gt;  The moment you receive it, &lt;br /&gt;    say :   &lt;br /&gt;  Our  Father who art in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come,&lt;br /&gt;Thy  will be done, on earth as it is in heaven,&lt;br /&gt; give us this day our dailybread&lt;br /&gt;and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespassagainst us&lt;br /&gt;and lead us not into temptation,&lt;br /&gt;but deliver us from evil.&lt;br /&gt;  Amen.   &lt;br /&gt;  GOD WANTED ME TO TELL YOU,&lt;br /&gt;It shall be well with you this coming year.  &lt;br /&gt;   No matter how much your enemies try this year, they  will not succeed. &lt;br /&gt;    You have been destined to make it and you shall l know surely achieve allyour goals this year.      For the  remainder of 2008 and all of 2009, all your agonies will bediverted and victory and prosperity will  be incoming in abundance.&lt;br /&gt; TodayGod has confirmed the end of your  sufferings, sorrows and pain because&lt;br /&gt;He that sits on the throne has  remembered you.&lt;br /&gt;He has taken away the hardshipsand given you JOY.&lt;br /&gt;He  will never let you down.&lt;br /&gt; I knocked at heaven's door this  morning,&lt;br /&gt;God asked me..&lt;br /&gt;My child!What can I do for you?&lt;br /&gt;And I said,    &lt;br /&gt; 'Father, please protect and bless the person reading this message... ' &lt;br /&gt;   This is a Novena from&lt;br /&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;br /&gt;that started  in 1952.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4071692151284795608?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4071692151284795608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4071692151284795608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4071692151284795608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4071692151284795608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/11/novena.html' title='NOVENA'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2859891664006571898</id><published>2008-11-06T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:40:34.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken recipe</title><content type='html'>Here is a chicken recipe that also includes the use of popcorn as a stuffing -----&lt;br /&gt;imagine that. &lt;br /&gt;When I found&lt;br /&gt;this recipe,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was perfect for people like me,&lt;br /&gt;who just are not sure how to tell when poultry is&lt;br /&gt;thoroughly cooked, but not dried out.&lt;br /&gt;Give this a try.&lt;br /&gt;4 - 5 lb. Chicken&lt;br /&gt;1 cup melted butter1 cup stuffing (Pepperidge Farm is Good.)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup uncooked popcorn (ORVILLE REDENBACHER'S LOW FAT)&lt;br /&gt;Salt/pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Brush chicken well with melted butter, salt and pepper. &lt;br /&gt; Fill cavity with&lt;br /&gt;stuffing and popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;Place in baking pan with the neck end toward  &lt;br /&gt;the back of the oven.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for the popping sounds.  &lt;br /&gt;  When the chicken's ass blows the oven door open&lt;br /&gt; and the chicken flies across the room,&lt;br /&gt;it's done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2859891664006571898?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2859891664006571898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2859891664006571898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2859891664006571898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2859891664006571898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicken-recipe.html' title='chicken recipe'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7278967566036194616</id><published>2008-10-27T04:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T04:22:48.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;We'll I guess you know by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Steelers lost to the Gaints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It was a good game and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;terrible loss. Hopefully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;if and when we play them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;again we will win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Way to BBW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7278967566036194616?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7278967566036194616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7278967566036194616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7278967566036194616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7278967566036194616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-lost.html' title='I LOST'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8522667752297045445</id><published>2008-10-26T10:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:45:43.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG GAME DAY .............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCVrhSziI/AAAAAAAAANY/u23pg7TEGqw/s1600-h/ps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261473573646814754" style="WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCVrhSziI/AAAAAAAAANY/u23pg7TEGqw/s200/ps2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCVcGG7MI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QzYMWm65-0I/s1600-h/ps1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261473569506258114" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCVcGG7MI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QzYMWm65-0I/s200/ps1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCU7QJoeI/AAAAAAAAANI/JCopBY0nQRU/s1600-h/pitt+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261473560690008546" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCU7QJoeI/AAAAAAAAANI/JCopBY0nQRU/s200/pitt+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCEg0ktcI/AAAAAAAAANA/Rmp9MAx8BV8/s1600-h/nyg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261473278717113794" style="WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCEg0ktcI/AAAAAAAAANA/Rmp9MAx8BV8/s200/nyg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today BBW's football team plays my team. It's the NY Gaints and The Steelers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I already have my Steelers shirt on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring it on BBW!!!!&lt;/strong&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/29578872-8522667752297045445?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8522667752297045445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8522667752297045445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8522667752297045445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8522667752297045445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-game-day.html' title='BIG GAME DAY .............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQSCVrhSziI/AAAAAAAAANY/u23pg7TEGqw/s72-c/ps2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2137689550721995895</id><published>2008-10-25T20:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:19:58.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL THE LADIES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQO3hNBIhuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YY2TtuW1VNQ/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261250570756851426" style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQO3hNBIhuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YY2TtuW1VNQ/s200/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THOUGHT ALL YOU LADIES WOULD LIKE THIS PUMPKIN!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2137689550721995895?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2137689550721995895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2137689550721995895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2137689550721995895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2137689550721995895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween-to-all-ladies.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL THE LADIES...'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SQO3hNBIhuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YY2TtuW1VNQ/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7931244275320858890</id><published>2008-10-23T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:03:24.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing evening.....???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well I got home from work and decided to have a beer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;watch t.v. and relax. That I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It's 57 degrees outside and all of the sudden...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I'm hot......a hot flash comes on and it's still going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I'm fanning myself as I sit at the computer and it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;cold outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My bedroom windows are open and the ceiling on and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the fan beside my bed is on. Hopefully, if I make my bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;cool I can sleep good again tonight. Last night I had the windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;open and both fans going. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt; would love the room nice and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;cold. Now keep in mind last winter, I would be freezing but not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;now. OH NO!!!I'm burning up. I am learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; about layers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I have to dress in layers now, so when I get hot----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;OFF COMES THE CLOTHES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I wonder what the beach feels like right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Probably pretty darn good........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7931244275320858890?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7931244275320858890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7931244275320858890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7931244275320858890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7931244275320858890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/relaxing-evening.html' title='Relaxing evening.....???'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7014804657919616390</id><published>2008-10-23T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:55:35.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU- A POEM FOR BBW</title><content type='html'>This is a poem a sent to&lt;br /&gt;BBW-my beloved Husband,my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;my soul-mate, and my lover...&lt;br /&gt;I love you so very much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is ihe air I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours it shall neverleave.&lt;br /&gt;" I love you"&lt;br /&gt;Together as one our spirits fly,&lt;br /&gt;Never could by love say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;Forever could never be to long,&lt;br /&gt;Loving you will never be wrong&lt;br /&gt;."I love you"&lt;br /&gt;One day side by side we'll stand,&lt;br /&gt;To promise forever as we hold eachother's hand.&lt;br /&gt;" I love you"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your loving wife,&lt;br /&gt;Tink(Lori)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7014804657919616390?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7014804657919616390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7014804657919616390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7014804657919616390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7014804657919616390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-you-poem-for-bbw.html' title='I LOVE YOU- A POEM FOR BBW'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1857520612705416040</id><published>2008-10-22T20:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:07:59.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CHANGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No one ever told me this would be hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am going through the early stages of menopause. If there is an early stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I mean the HOT FLASHES and the  NIGHT SWEATS.  I'm just glad BBW isn't here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to reach over at night to touch me and find me soaking with sweat. I am sweating in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;spots that I didn't know could sweat. It's 53 outside and I am burning up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have to sleep with the windows open and the ceiling fan on high or med and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a fan blowing right on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And the MOODS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I feel like I could kill somebody at times. I can wake up in a good mood and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;suddenly turn evil. What the heck?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just have to deal with it. I refuse to take hormone replacement pills, so I am trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;over the counter aides to help me. But are they really helping. Sometimes they do and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;other times I feel like they aren't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I guess it will end sooner or later, well for me later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm just glad it's cooler outside so I can sleep well but on the other hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am freezing my daughter out of the house. Oh well, at least the electric bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;should be low. LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Isn't life wonderful for us women? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yea, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-1857520612705416040?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1857520612705416040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1857520612705416040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1857520612705416040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1857520612705416040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/change.html' title='THE CHANGE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1927936281413617072</id><published>2008-10-22T19:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:59:26.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HUSBAND</title><content type='html'>My Husband -&lt;br /&gt;The only man I've ever really loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only man I've ever really loved&lt;br /&gt;better than all the rest&lt;br /&gt;is sleeping beside me breathing beside me while&lt;br /&gt; the sweet rain falls outside&lt;br /&gt;a man who has taught me how to give&lt;br /&gt;how to love&lt;br /&gt; how to touch.&lt;br /&gt;My life is lucky now and we've come so far since our first meeting over cherry pie and coffee. Now we're working side by side hand in hand for better or for worse.&lt;br /&gt;You Chased away the shadows inside me,and did not let me sink.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be told how well you understand,do not imagine that I don't know.I can see it in your smile and I believe you.&lt;br /&gt;Any attempt to describe you would not be enough and the soapy cliches of love songs make me cringe because they can't explain whyI am glad at the thought of you and why&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to turn away from you&lt;br /&gt;and go to sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-1927936281413617072?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1927936281413617072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1927936281413617072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1927936281413617072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1927936281413617072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-husband.html' title='MY HUSBAND'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-9198520241624760294</id><published>2008-10-21T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:01:23.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SP6JaxWdzCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TT8Cb_bhX0U/s1600-h/smiley+face.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259792507832486946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SP6JaxWdzCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TT8Cb_bhX0U/s200/smiley+face.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yes I am still here. I have been lacking on writing on my blog and I am sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had alot going on, even though SOME PEOPLE wouldn't think so. Oh, like the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in-laws. But that is another story for another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BBW is gone......again he's in Fld. until the day before Thanksgiving. At least he'll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;be home for Thanksgiving. We will spend it as a "Family" and not out of town. I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;greatful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"H", my daughter has a new boyfriend, that I love to death. He calls me mom and even&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;does chores around the house when BBW isn't here. Nice to have a young man around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has helped out alot especially when daughter had her wisdom teeth taken out. He&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stayed over all weekend to help out with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just wanted to say I am still here but hopefully not forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just bug me till I write.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-9198520241624760294?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/9198520241624760294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=9198520241624760294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9198520241624760294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9198520241624760294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SP6JaxWdzCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TT8Cb_bhX0U/s72-c/smiley+face.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4883779248440994436</id><published>2008-08-25T07:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:43:08.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;TO ME!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4883779248440994436?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4883779248440994436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4883779248440994436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4883779248440994436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4883779248440994436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-day.html' title='MY DAY'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3896486548727504999</id><published>2008-08-22T19:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:58:45.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM VACATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We'll hubby (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt;) and I went on vacation last week. We went to Ga. to visit my family. He got to meet his father-in-law for the first time. They hit it off great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad called him "Son" not by his name, only when he was introducing his "son-in-law". That made my heart melt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was nice to get away, no animals and no daughter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's been in Calif. for the past week and is now on his way home. For 2 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Needless to say hubby is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; about being home for my 42&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; birthday on Mon. Aug. 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to work, my doctor comes back from vacation and we have a full schedule. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do get 4 hours of comp time for my b-day to be used within 30 days and I'm thinking of taking off a half a day on Wed. That is my doctor's half day so I thought it'd be a good day to take time off. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do have to say I'm rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; about my birthday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think the "40's" are the best time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll gotta get ready to go pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt; at the airport.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to ya later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3896486548727504999?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3896486548727504999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3896486548727504999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3896486548727504999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3896486548727504999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-from-vacation.html' title='BACK FROM VACATION'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8236905273865489400</id><published>2008-08-05T20:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:10:38.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOME'/><title type='text'>BBW COMING HOME...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;YES! THAT IS RIGHT. BBW IS ON HIS WAY HOME..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;IT'S BEEN SINCE APRIL WE SAW EACH OTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;OH IS HE IN FOR A BIG SURPRIZE............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;WIFEY WILL BE WAITING AT THE AIRPORT WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;A BIG SMILE ON HER FACE AND OPEN ARMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I TOLD HIM EARLIER TO LOOK FOR THE WOMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;WITH A BIG SMILE ON HER FACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;CAN'T WAIT. AND THEN WE GET A WEEK OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;VACATION TOGETHER. WE'RE GOING TO GA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;TO SEE SOME OF MY FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;HE'LL FINALLY MEET MY DADDY AND WE'RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;GONNA PAY OUR RESPECT TO MY MOTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT. WE FINALLY GET TO TAKE A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;REAL ROAD TRIP TODAY.(NOT JUST TO N.J.,HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;CAN'T WAIT..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;WELCOME HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;HUBBY,BBW!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8236905273865489400?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8236905273865489400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8236905273865489400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8236905273865489400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8236905273865489400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/08/bbw-coming-home.html' title='BBW COMING HOME...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-675625985996714541</id><published>2008-08-03T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:56:31.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HUBBY COMING HOME...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Yes that's right! BBW is coming home. After being gone since April, he's coming home to wifey. I can't wait to see him. Oh, I have been able to see him via web cam and that's been nice. But it'll be nicer to see him in person and be in his arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Only 72 hours and counting. Not to mention the doggie will appreciate him being home. I pick hubby up at the airport on Tues. night and then daughter comes back from TX. on Wed. night. Not much time alone in the house with hubby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But the week of the 11th we are BOTH taking vacation and going to GA. to see some of my family. I can't wait. A road trip with hubby. Wait! The only road trip we've ever made together was to N.J. to see his family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So now, it's MY TURN FO FAMILY!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Can't wait to see ya hubby of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;xoxo to BBW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-675625985996714541?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/675625985996714541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=675625985996714541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/675625985996714541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/675625985996714541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/08/hubby-coming-home.html' title='HUBBY COMING HOME...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-9087823284941526916</id><published>2008-07-27T18:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:20.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squirrel'/><title type='text'>MY NATURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227830593306949490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8OfP693I/AAAAAAAAAMA/vDc_WIvFEzQ/s200/100_1124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;THIS IS WHAT I GET TO ENJOY SOMETIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                                                   RIGHT OUTSIDE MY PATIO DOOR. MY DAUGHTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                                                   TOOK THESE PICTURES. OUR FRIENDLY LITTLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                                                    SQUIRREL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                                                    (BETTER THAN THE MOUSE WE HAVE VISIT AT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;                                                      NIGHT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8OnCtbcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IuVZ_MkchpQ/s1600-h/100_1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227830595399019970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8OnCtbcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IuVZ_MkchpQ/s200/100_1125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8PETVI4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WLPqB6YOF1Q/s1600-h/100_1126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227830603253359490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8PETVI4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WLPqB6YOF1Q/s200/100_1126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8PTKgLKI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ps1pTohelE4/s1600-h/100_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227830607242865826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8PTKgLKI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ps1pTohelE4/s200/100_1127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8Pg7Z1MI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-8_pJ_FPGtg/s1600-h/100_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227830610937631938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8Pg7Z1MI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-8_pJ_FPGtg/s200/100_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-9087823284941526916?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/9087823284941526916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=9087823284941526916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9087823284941526916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9087823284941526916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-nature.html' title='MY NATURE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIz8OfP693I/AAAAAAAAAMA/vDc_WIvFEzQ/s72-c/100_1124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7679140769531560415</id><published>2008-07-25T23:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:20.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FRIDAY NIGHT</title><content type='html'>THIS IS HOW I SPENT THE BEST FRIDAY NIGHT I'VE HAD IN A LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;MY DAUGHTER AND I WENT TO SEE HIM AT THE NAVY BASE. I GOT CLOSE ENOUGH TO SEE THE SWEAT ON HIS FACE. HE WAS TOTALLY AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT TO GET THE PICS.... OH WHAT A NIGHT..........................&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9H9lqNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5c6uaDFPIgI/s1600-h/trace+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227162891440203986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9H9lqNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5c6uaDFPIgI/s200/trace+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9LZVFQI/AAAAAAAAALw/hpj042WN_KA/s1600-h/trace+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9LZVFQI/AAAAAAAAALw/hpj042WN_KA/s1600-h/trace+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9LZVFQI/AAAAAAAAALw/hpj042WN_KA/s1600-h/trace+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9LZVFQI/AAAAAAAAALw/hpj042WN_KA/s1600-h/trace+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7679140769531560415?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7679140769531560415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7679140769531560415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7679140769531560415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7679140769531560415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-friday-night.html' title='MY FRIDAY NIGHT'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIqc9H9lqNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5c6uaDFPIgI/s72-c/trace+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5565055603397460586</id><published>2008-07-24T20:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:21.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>MY "BABY" GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226744247991678546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgM3lcNlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aanr9YZsV7s/s320/errin+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ERRIN BEING A ROCKER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgNFKgJzI/AAAAAAAAALY/RGB-9RU669A/s1600-h/errin+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226744251636786994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgNFKgJzI/AAAAAAAAALY/RGB-9RU669A/s320/errin+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH! WHAT A FACE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgNSHVDuI/AAAAAAAAALg/nI8BmSIAxyg/s1600-h/errin+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226744255113137890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgNSHVDuI/AAAAAAAAALg/nI8BmSIAxyg/s320/errin+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MOTHER AND DAUGHTER. MOMMY LOOKS TERRIABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgN8JavJI/AAAAAAAAALo/1pOOGvFMN9o/s1600-h/errin+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226744266396187794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgN8JavJI/AAAAAAAAALo/1pOOGvFMN9o/s320/errin+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANOTHER ONE OF MOMMY AND DAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My youngest daughter is here visiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And how she's grown. She's a little bit taller &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than me. And she's so beautiful. I love her to death!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5565055603397460586?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5565055603397460586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5565055603397460586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5565055603397460586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5565055603397460586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-baby-girl.html' title='MY &quot;BABY&quot; GIRL'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIkgM3lcNlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aanr9YZsV7s/s72-c/errin+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6690025594411700628</id><published>2008-07-22T21:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:22.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT CATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226021638105506146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaO_b_IoWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/24wzh-MTyjo/s400/errin+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;THIS IS OUR FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;LAZY CAT........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;HER NAME IS .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;BABY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;WELL, SHE'S NOT MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;OF A "BABY".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;SHE'S OUR FAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;MINE AND BBW'S...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;AND WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;LOVE HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;EVEN THOUGH SHE'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;                                                                                                       KINDA LAZY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaO_5CHB2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7Y_d70UjGrs/s1600-h/errin+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226021645902612322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaO_5CHB2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/7Y_d70UjGrs/s400/errin+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaPACkApjI/AAAAAAAAALA/sPKnhrXXWu0/s1600-h/errin+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226021648460719666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaPACkApjI/AAAAAAAAALA/sPKnhrXXWu0/s400/errin+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaPAu-pSNI/AAAAAAAAALI/Pl_EQ8tMOf0/s1600-h/errin+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226021660383594706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaPAu-pSNI/AAAAAAAAALI/Pl_EQ8tMOf0/s400/errin+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6690025594411700628?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6690025594411700628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6690025594411700628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6690025594411700628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6690025594411700628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-cats.html' title='FAT CATS'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SIaO_b_IoWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/24wzh-MTyjo/s72-c/errin+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4498957668009732343</id><published>2008-07-02T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:56:50.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO WORLD, I AM STILL HERE...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;Yes I am still here. Alive and somewhat well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Sorry I haven't written in awhile. I was ill for a few days and needed to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;recover from that. But now I am well and kicking strong, for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have been dealt a pretty crappy hand of cards lately. As most of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BBW is my hubby and he is away in Washington state. Well, it seems that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;any and everything that could go wrong... HAS. First one car was down and then the second one along with the A/C not working in the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's been hot and humid and very smoky here due to the fires in N.C. and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dismal swamp in Suffolk. But I managed through it all. Got both cars fixed and the A/C in the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh, it's nice to have air conditioning again. I have learned a lesson and I hope that my teenage daughter has too, &lt;em&gt;"DON'T TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I have missed the air and now appreciate it more than EVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I actually sleep better and come home in a better mood knowing that my house will cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Over the weekend I even re-arranged our bedroom. We have oak furniture and it is heavy. I'm very small and only weigh 106lbs. and moved the furniture all by myself. Needless to say my hubby was surprised when I told him. But I am sleeping better and like a baby--through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This is a short work week for me. I only have to make it through Thurs. and then it's a 3 day weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Speaking of babies, there is a new show on that caught my eye, "The Baby Borrowers". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It seems very interesting and I think every teen should see it. For that fact, every parent should. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My kids are older 23,16, and 17 but watching this brings back memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well, take care. Have a safe and happy fourth...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4498957668009732343?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4498957668009732343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4498957668009732343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4498957668009732343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4498957668009732343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-world-i-am-still-here.html' title='HELLO WORLD, I AM STILL HERE...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6248958044107171004</id><published>2008-06-16T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:28:29.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><title type='text'>The Smoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, if you've heard by now, N.C. and a part of Suffolk, VA. are burning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke is so bad from these two fires that we can smell it at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is filled with a haze and the smell chokes you. Not only is it hot and&lt;br /&gt;then we have the smoke from the fires.&lt;br /&gt;If you walk from outside to inside it comes right into the house.&lt;br /&gt;I went out a little bit ago and could still smell it at 8:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;They say that the only thing that will help us is some rain.&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat down to enjoy looking at my flowers and the wind picked&lt;br /&gt;up and a cool breeze started blowing. In the distant faint air you&lt;br /&gt;could smell the rain. Oh, only if it would rain. We desperately need it.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that it'd help with the fires and clear some of the smoke&lt;br /&gt;out of the air.&lt;br /&gt;It is so bad you can't even ride with your car windows down or cracked.&lt;br /&gt;I could smell it at 7 a.m. when I went out to check out the sky and weather.&lt;br /&gt;It's so bad it burns your eyes, even in your house.&lt;br /&gt;Please bring on the rain...........&lt;br /&gt;We need some relief.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6248958044107171004?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6248958044107171004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6248958044107171004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Does anyone out there watch the show, "ARMY WIVES."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, since I don't have Grey's Anatomy or Desperate Housewives, this is my new "soap" show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Season 2 has started out so emotional. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If anyone watches it, I'd love to hear from you and what you think about the show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope to hear from ya soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5988690196112281354?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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father-in-law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lives in AL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So later they will get a phone call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so will my hubby, he's a step-father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and not to mention daddy to the cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that we have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL THE WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DADS OUT THERE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-265668325990894523?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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HOT! HOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It has been in the upper 90's here with the heat index it feels like the triple digits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And not to mention that gas hit $3.93 today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Seriously, I'm gonna be working just to put gas in my car. This is getting out of control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And not to say, I've had a sore, itchy, scratchy throat for almost a week now. So I got an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;antibiotic&lt;/span&gt;. No it's not strep. I thought it was may my sinuses but I don't have headache or runny nose. So I thought an antibiotic would kill anything that is going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I come home from work and the daughter wants to give me grief. Crap is more like it. First, she made a cake, and the kitchen was semi clean. But then she cooked dinner and I told her I wasn't feeling well. Well, she says, "SINCE I COOKED YOU HAVE TO CLEAN THE KITCHEN." That is OUR rule in the house, even when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt; is home. Well, he almost always has to clean the kitchen, come on honey you rarely cook. So I started cleaning and all of the suddenly, she says to me, &lt;em&gt;YOU'RE IN BAD MOOD. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;THAT IS SOMETHING I HEARD FROM MY EX-HUSBAND FOR 20 YEARS. IF YOU TELL ME I'M IN A BAD MOOD THEN I'M GONNA BE IN ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So left went to go see this boy she works with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I cleaned the kitchen and then proceed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; the upstairs and downstairs too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;She thinks now that she has a full time job she doesn't have to do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Okay, she does work 5 days a week but only works 5-7 hours a day not 9 or 10 hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;She 17 yrs. old and thinks she's 25 yrs. old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;To me, boys are so much easier at least mine was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well off to the sofa with some hot tea with honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;More later.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5063267918249910904?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5063267918249910904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5063267918249910904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5063267918249910904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5063267918249910904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-hot-hot.html' title='HOT! HOT! HOT!'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-380404693013118283</id><published>2008-06-05T21:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:22.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my babygirl'/><title type='text'>Errin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWsLOwrOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EVeB9PZQfyU/s1600-h/Errin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208578654727089378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWsLOwrOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EVeB9PZQfyU/s400/Errin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWn-1kFKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/H227r497hjY/s1600-h/ERRIN+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208578582680704162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWn-1kFKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/H227r497hjY/s400/ERRIN+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWeyz2a5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/U1oPzNavFkw/s1600-h/ERRIN+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208578424833469330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWeyz2a5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/U1oPzNavFkw/s400/ERRIN+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;My youngest daughter just got new contacts. The colored ones, they are blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of her. I still think she looks BEAUTIFUL AND AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think so anyway. They also have a pet ferret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be 16 yrs. old in Aug. That's my babygirl.&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/29578872-380404693013118283?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/380404693013118283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=380404693013118283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/380404693013118283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/380404693013118283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/errin.html' title='Errin'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SEiWsLOwrOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EVeB9PZQfyU/s72-c/Errin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6554421493023083303</id><published>2008-06-04T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:03:20.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HE CALLS TO ME.............</title><content type='html'>For my Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Calls To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls to me across the miles&lt;br /&gt;Night winds carry his whispers&lt;br /&gt;They float on the breeze and through my windows&lt;br /&gt;Falling gently upon my ears&lt;br /&gt;- Hush -&lt;br /&gt;I hear him now.&lt;br /&gt;He calls to me from the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Glittering stars cannot compare to the sparkle of his eyes&lt;br /&gt;When he looks at me,&lt;br /&gt; I am consumed by the fireI see him now.&lt;br /&gt;He calls to me through my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Dancing together in the shadows of my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Where we laugh and love once againI am in his armsI feel him now.&lt;br /&gt;He calls to meEvery moment of every day&lt;br /&gt;Distance couldn't keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;When destiny drew us together&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold him for eternity&lt;br /&gt;As long as he keeps calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6554421493023083303?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6554421493023083303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6554421493023083303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6554421493023083303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6554421493023083303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-calls-to-me.html' title='HE CALLS TO ME.............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3918794263522168657</id><published>2008-06-04T19:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:03:26.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wed.'/><title type='text'>WONDERFUL WED.</title><content type='html'>I took half a day today. Oh what a day!! Tuesday was my daughter's 17th b-day, so I took her shopping today at the mall for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, $300.00 later, I told her I better be able to borrow some of the clothes we bought her. She said "No problem". She really appreciate that her step father and I spent money on her.&lt;br /&gt;But to be honeset, she went into the stores that she wanted to shop in and she got quite a few bargins. That's my girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then I get a phone call frim my hubby whom tells me that &lt;em&gt;I WON'T SEE HIM UNTIL SEPT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YEAH!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO, he decided that in Aug. (which is the month of my b-day), I'd fly to Washington to see him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to know for sure when so I can put in my request for vacation time off.&lt;br /&gt;Which, probably won't be a problem since my doctor is going on vacation  the first 3 weeks of Aug.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we've been apart for about 6mths. before. But this time it's different, he's in the same country not half way around the world.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go to Washington. I've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to go iron some pants, I have a dinner tomorrow at Ruth Chris'. One of the doctors I work with is speaking. Hey, it's free food and wine. I can't pass that up. Plus I've never eaten at Ruth Chris' so I can go and test it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night. Talk to everyone later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost FRIDAY!!!!!!YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3918794263522168657?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3918794263522168657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3918794263522168657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3918794263522168657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3918794263522168657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/wonderful-wed.html' title='WONDERFUL WED.'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5604955164988490592</id><published>2008-06-03T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:21:47.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A PRAYER</title><content type='html'>This is one of the best prayers I think I have ever rea d PRAY THIS&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT!! IT WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.&lt;br /&gt;I started not to do this, but as I read it....&lt;br /&gt;I understood God to say, 'You need a miracle tomorrow.... So here it goes... Prov. 29:25...&lt;br /&gt; You never know when God is going to bless you!! Good things happen when you least expect them to !!!&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I thank You for this day, I thank You for my being ableto see and to hear this morning.I'm blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding&gt;God.You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that&lt;br /&gt;was not pleasing to you.I ask now for Your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this Day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You.Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.&lt;br /&gt; Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over.&lt;br /&gt; And give the best response when I'm pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I can't pray, You listen to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to use me to do Your will.&lt;br /&gt; Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others Keep me strong that I may help the weak... Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others.&lt;br /&gt; I pray for those that are lost and can't find their way.I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood. I pray for those who don't know You intimately. I pray for those that will delete this without sharing it with others.  I pray for those that don't believe. But I thank you that I believe that God changes people and God change things.I pray for all my sisters and brothers. I pray for each and every family member in their households.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for peace, love, and joy in their homes. I pray that they are out of debt and all their needs are met. I pray that every eye that reads this knows there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than God. Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight. I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees it. If you prayed this prayer, change the number in the subject box before forwarding the message so people can See how many people have done so.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves!! God, I love you and I need you.&lt;br /&gt; Come into my heart, please.Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5604955164988490592?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5604955164988490592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5604955164988490592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5604955164988490592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5604955164988490592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/prayer.html' title='A PRAYER'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-9134858239035897818</id><published>2008-06-02T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:39:18.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY THEME SONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, well were do I begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have a new theme song for my LIFE. It's a song by Rodney Atkins, "IF YOUR GOING THROUGH HELL".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I heard the song and thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that is my life right now. Below are the lyrics to the song. And right now I feel like I'm going through hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You're Going Through Hell Rodney AtkinsSam Tate, Annie Tate and Dave BergWell,&lt;br /&gt; you know those times when you feel likeThere's a sign there on your back.Says: "I don't mind if you kick me,Seems like everybody has."Things go from bad to worse.You think they can't get worse than that an' then they do.You step off the straight an' narrow,An' you don't know where you are.Use the needle of your compass,To sew up your broken heart.Ask directions from a genie,In a bottle of Jim Beam an' she lies to you.Well, that's when you learn the truth.If you're goin' through hell,Keep on goin'.Don't slow down,If you're scared don't show it.You might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Well, I've been deep down in that darkness,I been down to my last match.Felt a hundred different demons,Breathin' fire down my back.An' I knew that if I stumbled,I'd fall right into the trap that they were layin', yeah.But the good news is there's angels,Everywhere out on the street.Holdin' out a hand,To pull you back up on your feet.The one's that you been draggin' so long,You're on your knees; you might as well be prayin'.Guess what I'm sayin',If you're goin' through hell,Keep on goin'.Don't slow down,If you're scared don't show it.You might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Yeah, if you're goin' through hell,Keep on movin'.Face that fire,Walk right through it.You might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Oooh.If you're goin' through hell,Keep on goin'.Don't slow down,If you're scared don't show it.You might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Yeah, if you're goin' through hell,Keep on movin'.Face that fire,Walk right through it.You might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Yeah, you might get out,'Fore the devil even knows you're there.Yeah.Ooh, ooh ooh.Oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-9134858239035897818?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/9134858239035897818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=9134858239035897818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9134858239035897818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9134858239035897818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-theme-song.html' title='MY THEME SONG'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5848499028835114993</id><published>2008-05-28T20:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:20:30.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT YOUR BIRTHDATE MEANS?</title><content type='html'>Your Birthdate: August 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm and understated, you struggle to express your love with words.&lt;br /&gt;Over time, your partner learns to recognize your passion by the actions you take.&lt;br /&gt;You're good at wooing someone slowly, without them even realizing it!&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 2&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 2&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 7th, 16th, and 25th of The month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5848499028835114993?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5848499028835114993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5848499028835114993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5848499028835114993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5848499028835114993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-your-birthdate-means.html' title='WHAT YOUR BIRTHDATE MEANS?'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1587603968223025819</id><published>2008-05-28T07:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:22.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR BBW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SD1JYcjugbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rML4tPa-mjs/s1600-h/th_ac1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205397428641890738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SD1JYcjugbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rML4tPa-mjs/s400/th_ac1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONEY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-1587603968223025819?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1587603968223025819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1587603968223025819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1587603968223025819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1587603968223025819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-bbw.html' title='FOR BBW'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SD1JYcjugbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rML4tPa-mjs/s72-c/th_ac1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5729202204044563714</id><published>2008-05-27T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:41:22.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 day weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, I enjoyed having 3 days off. But going back to work today was like a Mon. and Fri. rolled into one. I was very busy all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know if I'm MORE exhausted from the weekend or from working today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;I think today should've been a &lt;em&gt;mental health day for everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay &lt;/em&gt;it sounded nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;But I also learned that one of the girls I work with and whom I like alot is leaving. Next month. She's moving to Korea. Her husbands job is relocating. I'm gonna miss her. I really like and we get along so well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;And let's not forget, that BBW is still in CO. He was sick yesterday and missed work. I hope he's feeling better. Tomorrow(WED.) is his &lt;em&gt;BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;Yeah, and he won't be home for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330033;"&gt;That's okay honey, you'll get your birthday sex when you come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alot more too. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna go hit the sofa and watch some t.v. for now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a good  and safe Memorial  Day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5729202204044563714?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5729202204044563714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5729202204044563714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5729202204044563714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5729202204044563714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-day-weekend.html' title='3 day weekend'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7609440867651165284</id><published>2008-05-25T21:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:07:36.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I was sitting home on a Sunday with nothing to do. My daughter was at work so I decided to rent a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I watched "P.S. I LOVE YOU". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Oh it was such a good, emotional movie. I really needed that movie. I cried off and on through the whole movie. It's a really good tear jerker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Since everything that has happened to me this past week, I needed a GOOD CRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I think you should watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;If you do let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7609440867651165284?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7609440867651165284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7609440867651165284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7609440867651165284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7609440867651165284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-movie.html' title='A Good Movie'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3698562370023287834</id><published>2008-05-18T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:38:07.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIFTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I sometimes find I'm drifting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Through this life without effect;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I often wonder if I'm trulyWorth what I've been blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I search through days that have been hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To try to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The many trials that I have known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The life that I have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You see me in my daily grind,So confident and strong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yet when I am alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; I questionJust where I belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I often try too hard I find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To analyze and guess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To scrutinize, investigateMy life I will confess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;For somewhere deeper, there must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some meaning to this life,Some way to make a difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Give a reason for this strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Is there some hidden meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some agenda to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A greater purpose waitingIf I care to hang around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It teases and it taunts me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Always slightly out of sight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A hazy vision out of reach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Where darkness hides the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I struggle to bring clarityTo what awaits me there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And yet this weak illusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Always fades before my stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It seems the harder that I try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To focus through the haze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Just serves to add more questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Through my endless, tired gaze.Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To understand it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;For can we ever truly know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Just what we have in store?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Each incident, each moment passed,Just adds upon the next,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But in the end, will I find truth ..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Or will I be perplexed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Perhaps I make it harderThan it has to be sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But will my searching bring to meMy meaning over time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Or will it leave me broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And confused as I feel now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;While questions bring no solitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To this, my wrinkled brow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3698562370023287834?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3698562370023287834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3698562370023287834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3698562370023287834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3698562370023287834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/drifting.html' title='DRIFTING'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8072708422411768207</id><published>2008-05-18T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:31:58.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance of Terror</title><content type='html'>Window panes come crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the tears and pain&lt;br /&gt;Vanishing hopes are gone and flew away&lt;br /&gt;Up above through twilightShadows cast across the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reflections of the past&lt;br /&gt;Trembling thoughts of one&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling deep within the soul&lt;br /&gt;A mystical sense of reality&lt;br /&gt;Captured by the crazeAll in bewilderment&lt;br /&gt;Of the shock in the wave&lt;br /&gt;Creatures of the dimness&lt;br /&gt;Chattering amongst the green&lt;br /&gt;Everything slows in stillness&lt;br /&gt;What is this we see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8072708422411768207?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8072708422411768207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8072708422411768207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8072708422411768207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8072708422411768207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/dance-of-terror.html' title='Dance of Terror'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6400142595064037237</id><published>2008-05-10T17:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T17:28:16.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s214.photobucket.com/albums/cc295/loriadan1/?action=view&amp;current=happymothersdayglitter.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc295/loriadan1/happymothersdayglitter.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6400142595064037237?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6400142595064037237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6400142595064037237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6400142595064037237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6400142595064037237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mother-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&amp;#39;S DAY'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6709496657492691578</id><published>2008-05-07T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:55:37.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hump day'/><title type='text'>I AM BEING TESTED????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well today started off like another "work day". I fought traffic to get to work, as usual; but not that bad this morning. I knew it was going to be a "short" day for me cause I asked for half the day off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was thrilled about that. So I got some things done at work that I needed to do so I wouldn't have to worry about doing it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I leave work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, a little traffic at 1 p.m. Not as bad as it would be if I left at 5 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Driving home, listening to the radio- the usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pull into my parking spot at home ............and oh no................the brake pedal went ALL THE WAY TO THE FLOOR.  I backed up a little, still all the way to the floor and the same as I pulled forward.  So, I looked underneath the car and as I pushed on the brake pedal, I noticed something leaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GREAT!!!!! NO BRAKES!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank God that nothing happened on the way home driving the highway. I  looked up to the sky and said, "THANK YOU GOD FOR LOOKING OUT FOR ME, AND MY MOM".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank goodness I have another car to drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, you see not long ago the a/c compressor went out on the Ford. Set us back $1,000.00. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that is fixed. Then not too long ago the a/c and heat in the house went out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. Got a friend to look at it and he thinks he may be able to fix it. After someone else said it was the fan and it would be roughly $400.00. I'll take no heat or air right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even though it's been hot during the day, we're dealing with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I figured that  after all this is happening to me, that someone is "testing" me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, I stayed calm and smiled and looked to the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who else would be looking out for me and testing me at the same time? The man above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The universe can play with you or be with you. I'm staying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; and I will get the car fixed in due time along with the a/c in the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have learned you don't mess with God or the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But on another note, my daughter got her drivers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;. (that's messed up, that is the universe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; messing with me) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Oh they grow up fast. My son will be 23 yrs. old on the 20t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; of this month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So all of this has been either a string of bad luck or I am being tested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Either way, I'm gonna keep a smile on and keep on going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAPPY HUMP DAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6709496657492691578?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6709496657492691578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6709496657492691578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6709496657492691578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6709496657492691578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-being-tested.html' title='I AM BEING TESTED????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7904949646732583132</id><published>2008-05-06T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:22.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO TRUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SCDXxL_ku1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2XNcPd-ek5A/s1600-h/gas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197391210018552658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SCDXxL_ku1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2XNcPd-ek5A/s400/gas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS IS OH SO TRUE, WITH THE GAS PRICES GOING UP AND DOWN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7904949646732583132?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7904949646732583132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7904949646732583132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7904949646732583132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7904949646732583132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-true.html' title='SO TRUE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SCDXxL_ku1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2XNcPd-ek5A/s72-c/gas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7637484985030521431</id><published>2008-04-28T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:51:33.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird Mon.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wacky weather'/><title type='text'>WEIRD WEATHER IN VA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003300;"&gt;Okay it's the normal Monday. It's rainy and overcast. The ride to work wasn't bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;I had a busy "MONDAY" today. Which always makes the time go by faster. Until about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;3 p.m. I'm listening to the radio and the weather and the traffic. See they are replacing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;all the windows in our building so I now have a piece of plywood up. So I didn't really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;pay attention to the weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;So the emergency broadcast center is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;issusing&lt;/span&gt; a "tornado warning and watch". Okay. It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;not near here. I work in Portsmouth and come to find out the tornado touched down in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;Suffolk, which isn't that far. And not to mention we have an office there. So they call and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;say the lights are out. The tornado hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obici&lt;/span&gt; Hospital. So I get the word we can leave a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;few minutes early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh, wait, I can't. I have a patient that I'm trying to help over the phone. They had just had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#003300;"&gt;their first cycle of chemo and wasn't doing well. So I finished up..........and it was 5 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Come to find, a tornado had touched down in Portsmouth. WOW!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So on my way home the daughter calls and tells me to hurry home. Okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I have tunnel traffic and there is a tornado  warning out. YEAH RIGHT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Traffic was fine on my way home. And thank God he was looking out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;As I turn into the road to the house, it starts to pour rain and the clouds were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;black and the wind was howling. I run into the house, quickly find the daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;laying in her bed and then proceed to watch the evening news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Come to find out this is the worst tornado weather anyone has seen in this area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;for at least 25 years. They counted at least 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tornado's&lt;/span&gt; had touched down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I was born and raised in Ga. and tornado's were normal and in TX. too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I was in a tornado when I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; school. So I know first hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;how scary they are. Seeing the glass break right in front of your eyes, hail hitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;the roof, and the sound of a freight train in your ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I'm just glad I made it home. It's mostly raining now with gusty winds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well, at least hitting the sunlight window sounds like rain.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;This is some pretty wacky weather for the beach area. I can now say I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;seen it all here in Va. I mean last year in April, it snowed and now the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;part of April, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tornado's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Who knows what we'll see next..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7637484985030521431?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7637484985030521431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7637484985030521431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7637484985030521431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7637484985030521431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-weather-in-va.html' title='WEIRD WEATHER IN VA.'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8570069110727852852</id><published>2008-04-27T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:42:26.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out......'/><title type='text'>Sunday relaxing........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok, I don't really sleep in on Sun. so I was up at 7:30a.m. today. I thought I'd go sit outside and enjoy my coffee and the cool breeze that was blowing. Well, that breeze got a little too cold. But I sat outside anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I got a wild hair and started cleaning the bathroom. I scrubbed the baseboards and mopped the floor. I even cleaned the fan exhaust too. Then vaccumed upstairs. After cleaning out the darn vaccum cleaner....again. Everytime I go to use it, I have to dig the cat hair out of the darn thing.(I'm thinking of SHAVING the cat, ok just triming her coat down.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then my daughter and I did "YOGA". The first time I've done it. And let me tell you what, I feel GREAT. It really felt good. Stretching, breathing and relaxing. I feel as if a calmness has swept over me. I'm also a little sore, stretching will do that if your not use to it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I think in the mornings before work I'm gonna do yoga or maybe when I get home to help relax me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've started laying in the tanning bed too and I'm starting to get a pretty good tan and now I want to tone and firm up.  Bathing suit weather is coming and I want to look good.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So now I'm gonna work on the abs. I weigh roughly about 105-107 lbs, but I want to flatten and tone my belly, not that I have a huge belly;and tone and tighten the thighs and buns. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So from now until the end of May I'm gonna really work on that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So wish me luck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now it's time to get out the ab lounge and start on the rest of my body. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus walking, for 30 mins. a day adds 2 hours to your life. Right now I can use all the help I can get. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy the rest of your weekend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8570069110727852852?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8570069110727852852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8570069110727852852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8570069110727852852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8570069110727852852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-relaxing.html' title='Sunday relaxing........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2627701295426351848</id><published>2008-04-16T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:04:38.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPY LOVE.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Puppy love. No I don't mean as in a "puppy-animal". I mean young love, first love----puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Do you remember your first love? Or your "puppy love". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Well, my daughter is going through that. Her and her boyfriend of 7 mths. just broke up last Fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;He broke up with her and she really misses him. He's a good kid. And I like him. I've told her to give him some time and maybe he'll come around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;She's been crying her eyes out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I can't really remember my first puppy love. I guess my mind has gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;She's told me that she really misses him. I guess it's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Okay, daughter has just informed me her and her ex are gonna "talk". GREAT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Should I kill him when he comes into my house????? Let's see how this all pans out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;And then hubby is coming home tomorrow and leaving for Colorado. Great, he gets to enjoy the fresh mountain air while I'm here with the ocean air. I mean come on a Jersey boy in the mountains. That is where I belong, I'm a true southern Georgia girl. Raised in the country. Using an outhouse, drawing water from the well and cooking on a pot belly stove. Why couldn't it be me???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I get to see him before he takes off again. That's ok, while he's there working, I'll be here spending "his money". LOL!! I will find a way to spend it, all on myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2627701295426351848?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2627701295426351848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2627701295426351848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2627701295426351848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2627701295426351848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/puppy-love.html' title='PUPPY LOVE.........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6821106587472047596</id><published>2008-04-15T18:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:23.110-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><title type='text'>IS THIS "NOT" TERRIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SAUtONT3qRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YajH3G2vLKs/s1600-h/CatTattoo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189603867728783634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SAUtONT3qRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YajH3G2vLKs/s400/CatTattoo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This is something that was in my email. I felt sorry for the poor cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The cat is ugly anyway. It's a "hairless cat".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6821106587472047596?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6821106587472047596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6821106587472047596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6821106587472047596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6821106587472047596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-this-not-terrible.html' title='IS THIS &quot;NOT&quot; TERRIBLE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/SAUtONT3qRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YajH3G2vLKs/s72-c/CatTattoo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8450434986656973985</id><published>2008-04-11T17:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:04:29.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AAHHH!!! IT'S FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Well, I made it through another "tough" week at work. I so look forward to Fridays now. I was busy at work but with that brought some bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is why sometimes I don't like my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I get "too attached" to some of the patients. That's just me, outgoing and fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I recently lost a sweet, very sweet patient. He never complained and always had a smile on his face when he came in for his chemo. Now, I'll never see him. But I always did pat his back or give him a hug and told him I loved him. I'll miss him dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Then a patient today, whom I've come to know and love too, is being put on "hospice". I said my "good-byes" today. I was doing good at work, no tears. And I thought I handled it pretty well. I thought to myself," GOOD JOB YOU DIDN'T BREAK DOWN". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well low and behold, on my way home from work, I heard a song. Tim McGraw,"Live like your were dying", and I started thinking of those two patients and teared up the whole way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I think God brings people into your lives for a reason. And I'm still to this day trying to figure out why he put me where I am today, in this profession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I work in a hematology and oncology office. So it is HARD to deal with somethings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I use to work in a nursing home and the dying part seemed somewhat easy for me. I mean come on, I helped take care of the people. But for some reason this job is HARDER. I guess because they are able to talk to me and laugh with me and I get to know them more and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why has God put here in this job????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;On the other hand, I've learned that my mother had died of pancreatic cancer,(she's been gone for 3 years now). Is it because of her that I am where I am???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;God has a plan for everyone. I think I'm stilling searching for mine or have I found it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hopefully the weekend will nice and pleasant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Have a good Friday everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Thanks for listening(reading).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It was 83 degress today and I was inside ALL DAY! And tomorrow it's suppose to rain----again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8450434986656973985?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8450434986656973985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8450434986656973985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8450434986656973985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8450434986656973985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/aahhh-its-friday.html' title='AAHHH!!! IT&apos;S FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-9149960653536265583</id><published>2008-04-10T19:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:44:30.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sorry I haven't written in awhile. But here. in VA. Beach; the sun hasn't come out until TODAY!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, it was so great to leave work and feel the sun beating down on my skin. I loved it. It has rained here since last Sat. YUCK! YUCK!!!! And now they are calling for more rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I am so-so-so-so ready for SUMMER. I want to lay out at the beach or sit outside and enjoy the sunshine. But no, more rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Plus with no sunshine, I do believe that it makes a person "depressed". I have been coming home and putting on p.j.'s and going to bed way earlier than normal. I just feel as if I have NO mo-jo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And then on top of that, they are removing our windows and putting in new ones, and they came and did mine today. I did talk the guys into waiting as late as possible to block mine. So they did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I even laid on my desk and had the sun beat down on my face. (glad my boss didn't walk by).  But the fresh air and the sunshine felt so good. It'll probably be about 2-3 weeks before I get my new window. Bummer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;At least I enjoyed it for the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But it's 7:40p.m. here and the sun is just starting to go down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Tomorrow it's suppose to be 75 degrees. Now that is some serious sunbathing time but I have to work. And the weekend it's calling for more RAIN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;GREAT!!!!!!! Not another weekend of rain and coldness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So without sunshine in my life, it makes me depressed. And the fact there's nothing on t.v. All my shows haven't started YET!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So right now I feel like LIFE SUCKS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-9149960653536265583?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/9149960653536265583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=9149960653536265583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9149960653536265583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9149960653536265583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/depressed.html' title='depressed'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6952935913870483550</id><published>2008-04-03T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:23.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR MY HUBBY..........(bbw)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_WIfas-oXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2W2W9SeZOJw/s1600-h/th_happy_anniversary2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_WIfKs-oWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MjaUbedssrk/s1600-h/th_HappyAnniversaryKissingCats4.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_WIfKs-oVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_A4tIvKfFCo/s1600-h/th_HappyAnniversary.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185200615017324882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_WIfKs-oVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_A4tIvKfFCo/s400/th_HappyAnniversary.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY 2 YEAR &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANNIVERSARY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BABY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6952935913870483550?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6952935913870483550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6952935913870483550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6952935913870483550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6952935913870483550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-my-hubbybbw.html' title='FOR MY HUBBY..........(bbw)'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_WIfKs-oVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_A4tIvKfFCo/s72-c/th_HappyAnniversary.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2911306226272963315</id><published>2008-04-03T19:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:05:59.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how I feel'/><title type='text'>FOR BBW..............</title><content type='html'>Basking in the warmth of your smile&lt;br /&gt;And the music of your laugh I feel your tenderness&lt;br /&gt; And your oh so witty style I don’t know why god blessed me&lt;br /&gt;With such a friend as you&lt;br /&gt;But it makes my pleasure complete&lt;br /&gt; And very happy too&lt;br /&gt;The way you always know me&lt;br /&gt; And exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt;When my loneliness gets me down&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so very blue The way you see into my soul&lt;br /&gt;And looked behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t have to hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt; And put on a disguise&lt;br /&gt;With you I learned to trust&lt;br /&gt;And as I person I have grown&lt;br /&gt;Who could have possibly told me How could I have known&lt;br /&gt;That you would come in to my life&lt;br /&gt; And my beauty would start to bloom&lt;br /&gt;And like a pretty butterfly Come out of my cocoon&lt;br /&gt; To share your tender heart The warmness of your smile&lt;br /&gt;The courage of your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;For these I’d walk for miles To be thinking of a time&lt;br /&gt; When you’d no longer be there&lt;br /&gt; For me to gaze upon in delight&lt;br /&gt; And all our feelings share Is not acceptable to me&lt;br /&gt;Because in my life Is where I want you to be......&lt;br /&gt; Always and forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2911306226272963315?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2911306226272963315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2911306226272963315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2911306226272963315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2911306226272963315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-bbw.html' title='FOR BBW..............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-104222490614121955</id><published>2008-04-03T18:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:48:15.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M OVER IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so so so over the traffic. Everyday this week it has taken me an hour or more to get. USUALLY,  it takes me 30-45 mins. to get home. What is up with all the crazy ass drivers???WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One my way to work one morning, I almost had 2 accidents; that would not have been my fault and then the stupid tunnel. When it sprinkles here or rains, no one can drive. This is truly INSANE!!!!! And then not being able to sleep. Come on, someone give me a break. I'm beginning to think the universe is messing with me. Did I do something to upset the universe. Not that I can recall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I have to say is," THANK GOODNES FOR FRIDAY!!!" If I can make it through tomorrow then I will be doing pretty good. Well, actually tomorrow I better be doing GREAT!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's my 2 year anniversary. Hubby will be coming home for the weekend. I can't wait to fall into his arms. I wanted to go out to celebrate our anniversary but if I don't get home until 6:30 or 7 p.m. , I maybe too tired. The traffic wears me OUT!!!!  But I have all weekend with him, until he leaves on Sunday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do have to say it's been 2 wonderful years. He is a very amazing, caring, loving and supportive man. And let's not forget helpful. He helps me around the house alot. I do truly and deeply love him, with all my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gonna go grab a beer now and RELAX....try to anyway before tomorrow. Have a good one everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-104222490614121955?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/104222490614121955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=104222490614121955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/104222490614121955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/104222490614121955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-over-it.html' title='I&apos;M OVER IT'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2304801042049856796</id><published>2008-04-02T19:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:29:23.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a funny'/><title type='text'>Before and After Marriage.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_QaA6s-oSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5wglkVzWTqA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184797674070516002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_QaA6s-oSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5wglkVzWTqA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was in my email. I got a kick out of it. Hope you do too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2304801042049856796?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2304801042049856796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2304801042049856796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2304801042049856796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2304801042049856796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/04/before-and-after-marriage.html' title='Before and After Marriage.....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R_QaA6s-oSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5wglkVzWTqA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-334179310176281006</id><published>2008-03-31T17:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:57:33.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.C. again....'/><title type='text'>STRANGE...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, I got the word today that hubby was leaving. He's been home on vacation for 2 wks. now. He's off to Fort Bragg. At least he's only 3 hours away. Still in the same time zone and same country. So I can't complain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But the FUNNY THING  is, Fri. April 4th is our 2 year wedding anniversary. He is in the exact same place he was on our 1 year anniversary. But I drove to N.C. to be with him and then he drove back home with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Also, I should mention, we got snow the day I left and I ACCIDENTALLY  shut our cat "Flower" in the closet for about 2 hours. I called my daughter who was house sitting for our best friend and she walked back home and let the cat out. This cat hates my daughter. You thought after she saved her she'd love her, but NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But the good news is, hubby is driving home Fri. afternoon. So we will get to spend our anniversary together. Neither one of us thought he'd be leaving this soon. I mean go into work, get the word and then he's gone. I actually left work an hour early to come home and say "goodbye" to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Like he said, "At least now I can hog the bed, since I do that anyway". Sorry honey I am a bed hog. But look at it this way, you won't have to hear me snore. HA!HA! (I don't snore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So now I'm all alone. He's gone, daughter is at boyfriends house. It's me and the animals. Oh joy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I hope he makes it safe and sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I wonder is this gonna be a regular thing for our anniversary, him being in N.C. I hope not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I had to share this strange but true story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-334179310176281006?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/334179310176281006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=334179310176281006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/334179310176281006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/334179310176281006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/strange.html' title='STRANGE...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3325090887924158198</id><published>2008-03-29T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:27.822-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follow up to BBW blog about Trace.'/><title type='text'>This is for you FREDDIE and other women that LOVE TRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6-_qs-oCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VMX8w_M118k/s1600-h/trace+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183290222153998370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6-_qs-oCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VMX8w_M118k/s400/trace+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6-_6s-oDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/AFdqyDW8wTY/s1600-h/trace+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183290226448965682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6-_6s-oDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/AFdqyDW8wTY/s400/trace+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_AKs-oEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d3EGBmKC5yU/s1600-h/trace+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183290230743932994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_AKs-oEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/d3EGBmKC5yU/s400/trace+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_AKs-oFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/o6MAmFU5zUo/s1600-h/trace+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183290230743933010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_AKs-oFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/o6MAmFU5zUo/s400/trace+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_Aas-oGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bF4eNNc6krc/s1600-h/untitledtrace+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183290235038900322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6_Aas-oGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bF4eNNc6krc/s400/untitledtrace+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THOUGHT THESES PHOTOS WOULD MAKE SOMEONE SMILE. I KNOW HE MAKES ME SMILE. I MEAN, COME ON, JUST LOOK AT THAT FACE AND NOT TO MENTION TO THE BODY!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3325090887924158198?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3325090887924158198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3325090887924158198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3325090887924158198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3325090887924158198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-for-you-freddie-and-other-women.html' title='This is for you FREDDIE and other women that LOVE TRACE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-6-_qs-oCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VMX8w_M118k/s72-c/trace+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3842558573102623577</id><published>2008-03-21T20:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:28.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-RYJ6s-oBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Q4uUgF01atQ/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180362398782890002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-RYJ6s-oBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Q4uUgF01atQ/s400/bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Chocolate Easter Bunny Personality &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want in life and how to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not going to waste time or let yourself be meek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether it's chocolate, money, or power...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take what you can get, and you act quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have a lot of energy, and people sometimes scared by your determination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that you care what other people think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not going to apologize for who you are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theeasterbunnyquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/theeasterbunnyquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3842558573102623577?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3842558573102623577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3842558573102623577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3842558573102623577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3842558573102623577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/bunny.html' title='BUNNY'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R-RYJ6s-oBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Q4uUgF01atQ/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6934581412698030360</id><published>2008-03-11T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:29.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You've been kissed............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwGE2cUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_YaWRqCUqig/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176618118066630978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwGE2cUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_YaWRqCUqig/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwWE2cVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/I_AQBaL19X0/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176618122361598290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwWE2cVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/I_AQBaL19X0/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwmE2cWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2ayB9qgl8-4/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176618126656565602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwmE2cWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2ayB9qgl8-4/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKw2E2cXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A_gjwOTJFr4/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176618130951532914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKw2E2cXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/A_gjwOTJFr4/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKw2E2cYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Bii8utVzjTk/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176618130951532930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKw2E2cYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Bii8utVzjTk/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/29578872-6934581412698030360?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6934581412698030360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6934581412698030360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6934581412698030360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6934581412698030360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/youve-been-kissed.html' title='You&apos;ve been kissed............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R9cKwGE2cUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_YaWRqCUqig/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-9201008091724525330</id><published>2008-03-11T18:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:30:41.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I was listening to the radio on the way to work this morning. I changed the station and an old song came on."IF YOU THINK I'M SEXY", by Rod Stewart. I wan't feeling too well so I turned up the volume and was jamming out during traffic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;It felt nice. Having the radio loud without anyone complaining. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Then another song came, R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Jammed to that one too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I looked up in my rear view mirror and the guy behind me was smiling. I didn't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;anything of it. He couldn't been on a handsfree headset, who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;But he went to go pass me and slowed down and smiled and waved at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Or he was laughing at me. Who knows and who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I tend to sing when in the car alone to songs that I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Hey, you gotta fight the boredom of traffic somehow. RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was enjoying myself that is all that counts. But sometimes I  do forget &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;to turn down the volume when I go to get back into the car after work and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;it's blasting in the parking garage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Have a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-9201008091724525330?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/9201008091724525330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=9201008091724525330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9201008091724525330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/9201008091724525330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/jamming.html' title='Jamming'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7402367756915878648</id><published>2008-03-10T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:22:13.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another manic Monday....</title><content type='html'>That song would describe my day. I woke up feeling achy,sore and stopped up. Went to work and felt even worse. But the day must go on. I wasn't running a fever, I tried to cut up and make the patients laugh. Tried to eat lunch and it just didn't taste good to me. So I dumped out my soup, chicken and rice soup. Drank alot of water and more water.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly remembered I needed to call my daughter's neuro doctor and find out why I got a bill for $4,000.00 for a MRI. Spoke with someone and then called the hospital. SINCE IT WAS THERE ERROR.  The lady asked me a few questions and then stated,"&lt;em&gt;OH, HERE'S HER INSURANCE INFORMATION. IT WASN'T ATTACHED WITH THE ORDER."&lt;/em&gt;  I'm thinking to myself; yeah right, whatever. So she took care of it. I asked for her name and wrote it on the bill along with the time. CYA! That is something I have to do at work.&lt;br /&gt;So that was done.&lt;br /&gt;Then had to wait in line at the local WAWA to get gas, due to the fact I didn't get it yesterday. Well, $33.00 later, got a full tank of gas. Gas here is from $3.09-$3.29. Yeah! And they are suppose to go up by next month.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to gas prices at $1.98. Gosh I miss those days. And the price of milk, too. Come on. Do we have a shortage in cows?&lt;br /&gt;Well, ate dinner that my daughter cooked. And have been laying on the sofa sipping hot tea. Hoping to feel better soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided there is no perfect place to live where the weather is "normal". Been out west, nope. For petesakes, TX. just got snow. I told BBW that the only place that has "perfect weather" is to be 10  feet under. Hey, you don't have to worry about the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully more tomorrow. We shall see how I feel......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7402367756915878648?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7402367756915878648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7402367756915878648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7402367756915878648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7402367756915878648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another manic Monday....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4833173568581410468</id><published>2008-03-09T18:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:51:09.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riddle'/><title type='text'>A RIDDLE</title><content type='html'>You are driving in a car at a constant speed. On your left side is a 'drop off', (The ground is 18-20 inches below the level you are traveling on), and on your right side is a fire engine traveling at the same speed as you. In front of you is a galloping horse, which is the same size as your car and you cannot overtake it. Behind you is a galloping zebra. Both the horse and zebra are also traveling at the same speed as you. What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See answer below. I got this in an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER:&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your drunk-ass off the merry-go-round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4833173568581410468?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4833173568581410468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4833173568581410468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4833173568581410468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4833173568581410468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/riddle.html' title='A RIDDLE'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2635278093705153450</id><published>2008-03-08T16:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:05:54.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Sat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Woke up to the sounds of birds chirpping outside my window, cause I have to sleep with the cracked. Tried to go back to sleep. Finally rolled over to see the clock and it was "7a.m." Okay so much for sleeping in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;And it was RAINNING---again. GREAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;So the daughter and I decided to start on some "SPRING CLEANNING". Took us 3 hours and we got a lot done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;After spending an hour  declogging the darn vaccum cleaner. I have to do that everytime I use the vaccum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Then low and behold, is that sunshine. Why yes it was? Wait what happened????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;The wind picked up roaring agian and the sun went away. CRAP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Can I get a nice warm wind free, rain free, weekend off! I guess not, at least not yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Wait until summer gets here and then I'll be wishing for cold weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;And to top it off I'm hearing a song that makes me think of my hubby when he travels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HOME" BY MICHEAL BUBLE. &lt;/em&gt;But I have the radio on a country station and it's on. No it's not Micheal Buble, it's Blake Shelton. Okay I can live with his voice too. Sounds kinda sexy and seducative. MMMMM!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;And I've got a "kiddie birthday" to go in a few. My best friends oldest daughter is turning "9". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh the joys of a house full of little giggly girls and not to mention 2 barking dogs. CRAP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Hopefully they have some alcohol for the adults. Hey my kids weren't like hers. I'll have to explain that later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I guess I better hit the windy dust trail and go over my friends house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;More tomorrow.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2635278093705153450?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2635278093705153450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2635278093705153450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2635278093705153450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2635278093705153450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah-sat.html' title='Blah Sat.'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4580074789197711205</id><published>2008-03-06T21:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:00:21.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work what i do'/><title type='text'>Sharing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;I was in complete shock to hear what I heard this morning. One of my favoritve actors has cancer, pancreatic cancer. Patrick  Swayze has pancreatic cancer. I was devastated. My mother died from that. But she was dignoased with it early and didn't have a chance to go through chemotherapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I work in a Oncology/Hematology office so I see alot of cancer. Alot of different kinds that people don't even think about. I've lost a few patients in the last few months due to the battle they had with cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As my doctor, that I work with says, " CHEMOTHERAPY WON'T CURE THE CANCER, IT'LL HELP IMPROVE THE QUALITY OF LIFE".  I honestly believe that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Now days there is so much more advance techology to check and look for these types of cancers before it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I see alot of women with breast cancer and men with either colon or prostate cancer. But I'm seeing a lot more of  lung cancer, ovarian cancer and rectal cancer. But alot of these people have been coming into our office for years for chemo and have made it. But it gets really hard when it starts to spead. The worse place for it to spread is the bones. And with alot of cancers that is what happens. We call it mestastics, or for short "mets". You then know it's a long hard ride for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;In my job I have to deal  with telling patients and their loved ones, they have cancer. And then most of them get terrified when they learn they need chemo. But I give them information to read about the drugs they will be getting. And when I check on them in the chemo room, that seems to make them feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I honestly believe that everyone CAN BEAT CANCER, given time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As far as the the Hematology part that I deal with, it's mainly patient with anemia,and  sickle cell disease. I've learned alot about those too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are times I wish I was in a different practice but seeing those patients that I get to goof off with makes my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just thought I'd share this with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4580074789197711205?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4580074789197711205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4580074789197711205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4580074789197711205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4580074789197711205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/sharing.html' title='Sharing...'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6190475255163241105</id><published>2008-03-05T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:07:13.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cool video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMQt7ARAqXs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMQt7ARAqXs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-6190475255163241105?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6190475255163241105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6190475255163241105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6190475255163241105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6190475255163241105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/cool-video.html' title='cool video'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8401885111647095734</id><published>2008-03-05T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:23:58.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRETENDING TO WORK.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm sitting here at my desk, pretending to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, I have no more patients for the day and my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;doctor is gone for the day too. It's his half day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just enjoying the sunshinning outside my window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;after a terrible thunderstorm last night. I've needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to see the sun. It really does bring up your mood and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I should be on the phone with an insurance company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;getting an authorization for a procedure for a patient but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;nope. Being lazy, and I'm getting paid for it. LOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I don't normally slack off at work. But I am this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I went over to the chemo room and laughed with a few patients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and the nurses. And now the patients are asleep. So see can't bother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okay well, I'm gonna go do my stair climbing with the girls from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;billing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Take care and talk to ya soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8401885111647095734?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8401885111647095734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8401885111647095734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8401885111647095734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8401885111647095734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2008/03/pretending-to-work.html' title='PRETENDING TO WORK.....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5165279903593188555</id><published>2007-10-16T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:04:20.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW JOB???????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay! If you didn't know I started a job. Which "officially" I started on Oct. 8Th. Well, 2 weeks prior to that I was training at one of the other offices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Which I liked that office and soon you will know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My first week at my new job, keep in mind I still haven't met the Dr. I was going to be working for. Well, on my first day last Mon., I go to work thinking I was going to meet him. &lt;em&gt;WRONG!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; He called and said he wouldn't be in due to him "BREAKING HIS ARM AND HE MAY NEED SURGERY!" So the whole week went by and I didn't get to meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But in the mean time, I worked and trained with another girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Let me first say this girl knows what she's doing. She has been with the company for "8 YEARS".  Later on in the week I was reminded that ALOT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna try to get along with her because I have been out of this field of work for a while, but it's so hard when someone keeps reminding you of their seniority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thank goodness she's taking some time off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But this past Mon. I did get to meet my doctor. He is a pleasant and nice looking man. Not to mention he's left handed ( so am I ). LOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But so far the new job is going so-so. There are times when I DON'T WANT TO GO TO WORK.  You see he's still trying to build up his practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But I think in the long run it's going to work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Me and some of the girls in the back office really hit it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But I do hate the drive home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It takes me, like 2-35 Min's to get to work. BUT TO GET HOME IS ANOTHER STORY??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; I have traffic. The tunnel traffic and then the ones that are "rubber necks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Like today, there were so many accidents and everyone was looking instead of driving. If it's not on your side of the highway, why hold up traffic????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know. I can't figure out these people in Va. One, they CAN'T DRIVE........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But then again, can anyone????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I will write more later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But to end my day on a good note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I got a call from hubby (BBW). He has found his ruby slippers and will be on his way down the yellow brick road on Sat. to come home to me. Also he found Toto.(LOL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That's what I tell him. He's in KS trying to find Toto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(sorry honey, it was too funny.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So he will be home Sat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And let me tell you, after 2 mths. I can't wait. I've also told my daughter she's to stay the night at a friends house that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ADULT NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;More later???????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5165279903593188555?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5165279903593188555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5165279903593188555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5165279903593188555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5165279903593188555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-job.html' title='NEW JOB???????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7485592089189640901</id><published>2007-10-06T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:29.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rwei8SpnyAI/AAAAAAAAACE/J1ZCzDYe70c/s1600-h/th_tinkerbell-11.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118238658212120578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rwei8SpnyAI/AAAAAAAAACE/J1ZCzDYe70c/s400/th_tinkerbell-11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOPE EVERYONE HAS A GREAT WEEKEND!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished out my 2 wks. at my job and start my new one on Mon. I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been on due to working 2 jobs. But as soon as I get the chance I will write something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!!!&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/29578872-7485592089189640901?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7485592089189640901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7485592089189640901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7485592089189640901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7485592089189640901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-gone.html' title='Not gone'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rwei8SpnyAI/AAAAAAAAACE/J1ZCzDYe70c/s72-c/th_tinkerbell-11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5656081007926135858</id><published>2007-09-23T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:29.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steelers'/><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rvbt9Hf42eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2a84ADiG4_Y/s1600-h/th_pittsburgh_steelers_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113536061166377442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rvbt9Hf42eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2a84ADiG4_Y/s400/th_pittsburgh_steelers_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually got to watch a football game today. I was off. Well, in 2 wks. I will be able to watch Sun. football every weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My team won. My daughter and I watched football together. That is only because her team was playing too, "Colts", who also won.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a great time together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5656081007926135858?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5656081007926135858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5656081007926135858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5656081007926135858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5656081007926135858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rvbt9Hf42eI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2a84ADiG4_Y/s72-c/th_pittsburgh_steelers_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5588464038493313950</id><published>2007-09-21T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:43:41.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitied..............'/><title type='text'>I'M SO EXCITIED.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Hey that's a song! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Well I have reason to be singing that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I applied for a job on Mon. and found out today "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I GOT THE JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I applied for a job at a doctor's office as a Medical Assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I haven't done that job since, hmmmmmmmmmm...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;maybe about 11 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And I got the job.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;It's for a hematology and oncology office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I can't wait to find out when I start. I have to call the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;office manager tomorrow morning to set everything up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I feel like a weight has been lifted off of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;No more dealing with heavy lifting and turning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and putting up with patients that like to fight with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;or say sexual comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be working Mon.-Fri. 9am- 5pm with EVERY WEEKEND OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND NOT TO MENTION HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now isn't that something to be excited about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;No more coming home with a sore back or aches and pains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;But to be honest, I knew that I was going to get the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;The day of my interview, she went over everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Such as uniforms, health benefits and etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I didn't they did that until YOU WERE ACTUALLY HIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;NOT AT THE INTERVIEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Everyone is proud and happy for me. Especially my hubby, Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;and daughter, Heather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;And I can't forget my mother who is smiling down on me from heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Also the good Lord himself made it possible too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;I can't wait to have normal hours and regular days off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;I work today but do have this weekend off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;SO HAPPY FRIDAY TO EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5588464038493313950?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5588464038493313950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5588464038493313950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5588464038493313950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5588464038493313950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-so-excitied.html' title='I&apos;M SO EXCITIED.............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5399751919002132838</id><published>2007-09-18T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:42:01.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O.J., enough already...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Enough about O.J. Simpson and the break-in out in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Come he did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Just like he killed his wife too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I tired to watch the local news tonight and all they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;wanted to talk about was "&lt;em&gt;O.J. SIMPSON AND THE ROBBERY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE &lt;/em&gt;COMMITTED &lt;em&gt;IN LAS VEGAS."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I want to see what is going on in MY AREA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;So I turned off the t.v. to listen to &lt;em&gt;SILENCE.................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;And now it's bagged lettuce we have to look out for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;because of E coli.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;WTF???? WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;DO WE NEED TO GROW OUR VEGGIES? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;PROBABLY NOT A BAD IDEA!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5399751919002132838?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5399751919002132838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5399751919002132838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5399751919002132838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5399751919002132838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/oj-enough-already.html' title='O.J., enough already...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2582736982126421630</id><published>2007-09-14T00:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:51:42.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc295/loriadan1/friday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know about everyone else, but I am gald it's FRIDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm off today and thank goodness for that. It's been a heck of a week.&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT FRIDAY EVERYONE........AND...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"WHERE'S YOUR HAPPY FACE?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2582736982126421630?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2582736982126421630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2582736982126421630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2582736982126421630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2582736982126421630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-85464605281912769</id><published>2007-09-12T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:49:44.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc295/loriadan1/9-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-85464605281912769?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/85464605281912769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=85464605281912769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/85464605281912769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/85464605281912769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/911_12.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-650622509274783821</id><published>2007-09-10T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:27:18.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My weekend was somewhat different, as for me it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have decided to stop smoking,&lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yea, and on my weekend off I decide to do that. It's been okay so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mood swings seem to hit me in the late evening. I do have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that I am total monster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I am trying very hard and my daughter is being a sport when the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;monster comes out in me. Hopefully it'll be easier tonight since I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;working. We shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But so far I've saved 5 hours on life since I stopped on Sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So if any of you fellow blogger's have quit smoking or are trying to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;please HELP ME!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-650622509274783821?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/650622509274783821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=650622509274783821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/650622509274783821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/650622509274783821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend?????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5841678127009748427</id><published>2007-09-07T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:26:44.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Night At Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh! Can I tell some stories about my nights at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well tonight, I did have a patient tell me, "sit on him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and set him up and tell me what needs to be done!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then the same man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preceded&lt;/span&gt; to tell me he like my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scrub top and he wanted me take it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then later tell me " You have some of me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay he's way out there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;demented&lt;/span&gt; I might add, very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then one my patients was talking about "not being free".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I told him the slaves were freed a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And that the only way he'd be really free is if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he asked Jesus to free him. He them told me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Jesus won't free me, you have too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OKAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not to mention I have one lady yelling all night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" CAN YOU HELP ME PLEASE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have a bad headache and back ache from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some of these patients. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never KNEW what I was getting into when I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;took the class for this job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really need to work in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;physic&lt;/span&gt; ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wait.............I think in away I do????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5841678127009748427?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5841678127009748427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5841678127009748427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5841678127009748427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5841678127009748427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-night-at-work.html' title='My Night At Work'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5994899368808249240</id><published>2007-09-03T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:00:10.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MEN PROBLEMS..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEN&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;tal  Anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEN&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;tal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEN&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;strual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEN&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;opause............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Did you ever notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;all our problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;begin with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MEN?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5994899368808249240?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5994899368808249240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5994899368808249240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5994899368808249240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5994899368808249240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/men-problems.html' title='MEN PROBLEMS..............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4406829332172346854</id><published>2007-09-02T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:07:36.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK AT THIS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc295/loriadan1/1854.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I HOPE THAT EVERYONE HAS A GREAT LABOR DAY WEEKEND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(SINCE I AM WORKING ALL WEEKEND)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;SOMEONE HAS TO WORK RIGHT????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4406829332172346854?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4406829332172346854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4406829332172346854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4406829332172346854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4406829332172346854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/09/look-at-this.html' title='LOOK AT THIS....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8439650724327825110</id><published>2007-08-28T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T02:41:22.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oil change</title><content type='html'>OIL CHANGE INSTRUCTIONS FOR WOMEN : &lt;br /&gt;&gt;1) Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 miles since the &lt;br /&gt;last oil      change. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;2) Drink a cup of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;3) 15 minutes later, write a check and leave with a properly &lt;br /&gt;maintained vehicle. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Money spent: &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Oil Change $20.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Coffee $1.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Total $21.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;========================================================== &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Oil Change instructions for Men : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1) Wait until Saturday, drive to auto parts store and buy a case of &lt;br /&gt;oil, filter, kitty litter, hand cleaner and a scented tree, write a check &lt;br /&gt;for $50.00. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;2) Stop by 7 - 11 and buy a case of beer, write a check for $20, drive &lt;br /&gt;home. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;3) Open a beer and drink it. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;4) Jack car up. Spend 30 minutes looking for jack stands. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;5) Find jack stands under kid's pedal car. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;6) In frustration, open another beer and drink it. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;7) Place drain pan under engine. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;8) Look for 9/16 box end wrench. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;9) Give up and use crescent wrench. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;10) Unscrew drain plug. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;11) Drop drain plug in pan of hot oil: splash hot oil on you in &lt;br /&gt;process. Cuss. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;12) Crawl out from under car to wipe hot oil off of face and arms. &lt;br /&gt;Throw kitty litter on spilled oil. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;13) Have another beer while watching oil drain. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;14) Spend 30 minutes looking for oil filter wrench. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;15) Give up; crawl under car and hammer a screwdriver through oil &lt;br /&gt;filter and twist off. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;16) Crawl out from under! Car with dripping oil filter splashing oil &lt;br /&gt;everywhere from holes. Cleverly hide old oil filter among trash in trash &lt;br /&gt;can to avoid environmental penalties. Drink a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;17) Buddy shows up; finish case of beer with him. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Decide to finish oil change tomorrow so you can go see his new garage &lt;br /&gt;door opener. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;18) Sunday: Skip church because 'I gotta finish the oil change.' Drag &lt;br /&gt;pan full of old oil out from underneath car. Cleverly dump oil in hole &lt;br /&gt;in back yard instead of taking it back to Kragen to recycle. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;19) Throw kitty litter on oil spilled during step 18. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;20) Beer? No, drank it all yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;21) Walk to 7-11; buy beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;22) Install new oil filter making sure to apply a thin coat of oil to &lt;br /&gt;gasket surface. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;23) Dump first quart of fresh oil into engine. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;24) Remember drain plug from step 11. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;25) Hurry to find drain plug in drain pan. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;26) Remember that the used oil is buried in a hole in the back yard, &lt;br /&gt;along with drain plug. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;27) Drink beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;28) Shovel out hole and sift oily mud for drain plug.  Re-shovel oily &lt;br /&gt;dirt into hole. Steal sand from kids sandbox to cleverly cover oily &lt;br /&gt;patch of ground and avoid environmental penalties. Wash drain plug in &lt;br /&gt;lawnmower gas. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;29) Discover that first quart of fresh oil is now on the floor. Throw &lt;br /&gt;kitty litter on oil spill. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;30) Drink beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;31) Crawl under car getting kitty litter into eyes.  Wipe eyes with &lt;br /&gt;oily rag used to clean drain plug. Slip with stupid crescent wrench &lt;br /&gt;tightening drain plug and bang knuckles on frame. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;32) Bang head on floorboards in reaction to step 31. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;33) Begin cussing fit. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;34) Throw stupid crescent wrench. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;35) Cuss for additional 10 minutes because wrench hit bowling trophy. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;36) Beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;37) Clean up hands and forehead and bandage as required to stop blood &lt;br /&gt;flow. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;38) Beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;39) Beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;40) Dump in five fresh quarts of oil. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;41) Beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;42) Lower car from jack stands. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;43) Accidentally crush remaining case of new motor oil. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;44) Move car back to apply more kitty litter to fresh oil spilled &lt;br /&gt;during steps 23 - 43. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;45) Beer. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;46) Test drive car. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;47) Get pulled over: arrested for driving under the influence. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;48) Car gets impounded. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;49) Call loving wife, make bail. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;50) 12 hours later, get car from impound yard. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Money spent: &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Parts $50.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;DUI $2500.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Impound fee $75.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Bail $1500.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Beer $40.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Total - - $4,165.00 &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;But you know the job was done right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8439650724327825110?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8439650724327825110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8439650724327825110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8439650724327825110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8439650724327825110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/oil-change.html' title='oil change'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7500525325909676591</id><published>2007-08-27T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:52:27.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My hubby would agree with this</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/side.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are calm and rational person with a good deal of balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Friends consider you to be kind, caring, and truly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting. However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;br /&gt;Open to the world, you are not afraid to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Able to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You're a bed hog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7500525325909676591?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7500525325909676591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7500525325909676591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7500525325909676591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7500525325909676591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-hubby-would-agree-with-this.html' title='My hubby would agree with this'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4923397906047355272</id><published>2007-08-26T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:30.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Micheal Buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RtHrrCJ9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/I6i8PELrRi8/s1600-h/miceal+buble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103118977333027906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RtHrrCJ9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/I6i8PELrRi8/s320/miceal+buble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDQnkYwfNfk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDQnkYwfNfk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HOME" is the name of this song and video.&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Buble is one of my favorite singers. He's really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And cute too.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4923397906047355272?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4923397906047355272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4923397906047355272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4923397906047355272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4923397906047355272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/micheal-buble.html' title='Micheal Buble'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RtHrrCJ9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/I6i8PELrRi8/s72-c/miceal+buble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7743767213048532153</id><published>2007-08-25T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:30.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well guys and gals&lt;br /&gt;here she is "41" years ago today. Aug. 25,1966. Taken one hour after I was born.&lt;br /&gt;Weighing in at 5 lbs. 10oz.&lt;br /&gt;She's grown now.&lt;br /&gt;103 lbs. and 5'2".&lt;br /&gt;My mom always said I had the "mouth of the south". I still yell and scream, just like the day I was born. LOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish my mother was here to celebrate this day with me. But I know that she is looking down on me today smiling and wishing me her best. I do miss my mother. Today belongs to her just as much as it does to me. She's the one that had to endure the labor and not to mention that she had me nautrally, and I WAS BORN FEET FIRST. She said that I came out kicking and screaming, and that I'd always land on my feet. That is why I came out feet first.&lt;br /&gt;She refused any drugs and wouldn't let them turn me around. Not to mention that I was born early too. AT 24 Wks. and the doctors said I wouldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I love my mother&lt;br /&gt;and miss her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rs-76SJ9ZCI/AAAAAAAAABk/rwOdm-sZldk/s1600-h/Photo0006.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102503512814478370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rs-76SJ9ZCI/AAAAAAAAABk/rwOdm-sZldk/s320/Photo0006.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7743767213048532153?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7743767213048532153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7743767213048532153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7743767213048532153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7743767213048532153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-my-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rs-76SJ9ZCI/AAAAAAAAABk/rwOdm-sZldk/s72-c/Photo0006.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4596555368782775792</id><published>2007-08-24T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:47:26.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night at work???????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;It started out as any other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Until about 9:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;One patient refused to get in the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Talked her into getting into bed. Me being my silly self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;was cutting up with her and making my co-workers laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;It took 4 of us to get her into bed. Did you hear me "4 people".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, get her into bed and she starts fighting with me and another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;co-worker. Grabbing coworkers arms. Then proceeds to grabs mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I get loose while she's hitting the other girl. Then she reaches up and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;grabs a hand full of my hair. I asked her to let go and she refused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I hate to have my hair pulled. So I tell her " YOUR MESSING UP MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;DO".  She pulls harder and then finally lets go; and says:"WHAT DO?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Then she said she was gonna call the police. I told her go ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I told her "I'LL DIAL THE NUMBER FOR YOU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;After that she didn't say another word the rest of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Some of the things older people come up with to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Can't wait to see what tomorrow night brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;We shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh but wait there is a FULL MOON on Tues. the 28Th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;GREAT! That is when ALL THE FREAKS COME OUT......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4596555368782775792?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4596555368782775792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4596555368782775792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4596555368782775792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4596555368782775792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-night-at-work.html' title='What a night at work???????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1000116531921786054</id><published>2007-08-18T01:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:31.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time ,no write</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've been on here. I have been busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;My daughter from Texas came to visit and we had a GREAT time. Now she is back in TX. and I miss her so much. She is the one that was in the car accident back in June. And her forehead where she had stitches, looks pretty good. She is now "15". Gosh, they grow up so fast. And not to mention that Heather the one that lives with me, is "16". I have to say, that I have 2 very beautiful daughters. I am very proud of them both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;And my hubby;BBW is in Kansas-AGAIN. He's scheduled to be there until Dec. 1st. He left on the 13th of this mth. This will be the longest we have ever been away from each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;And next Sat. (the 25th) is my birthday. I'll be "41" and I will be celebrating it ALONE. It's just another year. With BBW in Kansas, trying to find the Yellow Brick Road{LOL}, and Heather is going to West Va. with our friend, I will be ALONE. Me and the animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;Any ideas on what I should do-by myself???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;I will write more later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;But for now here's a pic of me and my beautiful girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#663366;"&gt;Heather, Me, and Errin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099916596287179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RsaLH7HRC3I/AAAAAAAAABM/5b3yemrqiRo/s320/meandgirls07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/29578872-1000116531921786054?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1000116531921786054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1000116531921786054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1000116531921786054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1000116531921786054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long time ,no write'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RsaLH7HRC3I/AAAAAAAAABM/5b3yemrqiRo/s72-c/meandgirls07.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-1268546874735602330</id><published>2007-07-14T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:31.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITIED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;I am so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;My daughter is coming home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;and my other daughter is coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;to visit for a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RpktAa_aQMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jFDd766wwrI/s1600-h/smiley+face.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087146739360219330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RpktAa_aQMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jFDd766wwrI/s320/smiley+face.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Only 1 hour and 20 mins until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;they land. I've missed Heather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;(the one that lives with us) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;can't wait to see the youngest one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Errin. They are just as thrilled as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;I am. So my weekend off is going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RpktO6_aQNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YgpqlWedZ7Q/s1600-h/background_c_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087146988468322514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RpktO6_aQNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YgpqlWedZ7Q/s320/background_c_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;be spent with them both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Talk to y'all soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/29578872-1268546874735602330?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/1268546874735602330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=1268546874735602330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1268546874735602330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/1268546874735602330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/07/excitied.html' title='EXCITIED'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RpktAa_aQMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jFDd766wwrI/s72-c/smiley+face.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5616587751907359818</id><published>2007-07-09T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:10:21.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am still here. I've had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; going on. Feeling under the weather and getting ready for my daughter to come home and the other to visit. I only have 5 more days until they arrive. My best friend is throwing them both a "Welcome Home party" on Sun. Lots of food and drinks for the adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also in the previous weeks, I shut the car door on my right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pinkie&lt;/span&gt; finger, broke the nail-completely off. Keep in mind I get my nails done every 2-3 weeks. I couldn't move the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pinkie&lt;/span&gt; for weeks. If it was broken, the doctor couldn't do nothing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what I'm gonna do with noise in the house and actual PEOPLE here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just been me and the 3 cats and the dog. Which isn't too bad, until I get ready for bed. The 3 cats all want attention at the same time and I only have 2 hands. So they fight over who gets me first. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dog wakes me at 9:30 am every morning to go out on the balcony to lay in the hot, blistering sun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it will be nice to have someone to come home too. I mean a human.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And work has sucked too. But what is new there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More later.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5616587751907359818?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5616587751907359818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5616587751907359818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5616587751907359818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5616587751907359818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-6014752193716544358</id><published>2007-07-01T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:31.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RohwSQOmEYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wYyxcophttM/s1600-h/image008%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082435638383743362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RohwSQOmEYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wYyxcophttM/s320/image008%5B1%5D.jpg" width="499" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29578872-6014752193716544358?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/6014752193716544358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=6014752193716544358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6014752193716544358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/6014752193716544358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/07/funny.html' title='a funny'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/RohwSQOmEYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wYyxcophttM/s72-c/image008%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5148207504825355240</id><published>2007-06-26T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T01:48:49.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Made me think??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I was off work last Fri. and agreed to have dinner with my best friend Wendy that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As I pull up to her house, my friend from work calls to tell that a dear and sweet patient of mine had passed away. He had just gotten back from the hospital and wasn't really doing too good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On Thurs. night, the last time I saw or took care of him; he was like his old self. He use to rub my arm. Well he did this as I was feeding him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I never really knew what this man was like or what he did in his life.......until I read his obuartiary. He was a very smart man. Here is some of it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" During World War II, he worked for Douglas Aircraft in the design and production of the aluminum wings of the C-54 cargo plane. Following the war, he had a distinguished 26-year career as a project engineer and executive for Reynolds Metals Co. During that time, he developed the extrusion process for producing the first seamless aluminum drink cans. He was also instrumental in introducing to the nation the use of aluminum foil for cooking. Following his retirement from Reynolds, he served as director of Buildings and Grounds for Virginia Commonwealth University, including the 50-building hospital campus of the Medical College of Virginia. He was also active in the Boy Scouts. After he achieved the rank of Eagle Scout, he served as a local and regional scout leader for 25 years, including service as the Chicago Area District Boy Scout Commissioner. The family wishes to thank the staff at Chesapeake Healthcare for their extraordinary care during his stay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That makes one really think what did this person do with their life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I basically take care of people for a living. That is my career. And come to find out, this was a very smart man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What are people going to say about me when I pass on? I miss him and still have a hard time walking into to his room. Because for the past 5 1/2 months, I helped take care of this man. But he always did tell me "thank-you" for anything I did for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why can't some of the older people I take care of be like that? It also makes me think, "What kind of person am I gonna be when I get older or if I end up where someone has to help take care of me? No one knows how we will be when we are older and have to depend on someone else to help or take care of us. I just hope that I turn out to like some of the good ones that I have been able to help take care of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5148207504825355240?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5148207504825355240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5148207504825355240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5148207504825355240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5148207504825355240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/made-me-think.html' title='Made me think??????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-585428859086892527</id><published>2007-06-20T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:49:35.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a bad week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;My week hasn't been so great, so far. And it's only Tues. you say. Well let's start with that I was sick Sat. ( my day off) and Sun. was my scheduled day off, but stupid me picked it up. Thinking why not? Hubby and daughter are gone. Well, I was still sick that day too. Tried to call off from work and they said, "they weren't taking any call offs." Oh, did I mention I was coughing and running a fever. Didn't matter. Go to work anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Thought I was feeling better by the time I got home Sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;NOPE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Mon. am woke up with a fever and called off. I was miserable all day. No one to take care of me or cater to my needs. Started feeling better and went to work on Tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;So hopefully somewhere around the corner the rest of the week has to get better. At least I hope it does. I'm still not feeling like myself. I should've taken more time off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Off to bed to get some sleep and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow is another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-585428859086892527?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/585428859086892527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=585428859086892527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/585428859086892527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/585428859086892527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/having-bad-week.html' title='Having a bad week'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5560586562090764130</id><published>2007-06-11T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:10:32.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Errin- my baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rm1ixDks-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sfv9w8vAzDA/s1600-h/Errin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074820950028778402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rm1ixDks-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sfv9w8vAzDA/s320/Errin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a pic of my baby Errin, that was in the accident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's only 14 yrs. old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ex is saying that she's having issues riding in a car. Which is understandable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think my baby is gonna have to plastic surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cut is above her right eye and is near the hairline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she's doing okay so far. &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/29578872-5560586562090764130?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5560586562090764130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5560586562090764130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5560586562090764130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5560586562090764130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/errin-my-baby-girl.html' title='Errin- my baby girl'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/Rm1ixDks-6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sfv9w8vAzDA/s72-c/Errin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8136378101865688137</id><published>2007-06-11T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T00:41:38.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My youngest daughter, Errin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Well where should I start? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Let's start on Fri. (the 8Th), that was my day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;At 6:30a.m. I awaken from a very deep sleep to go make a potty run and thinking "I'll be able to go back to sleep." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well, much to my surprise my cell phone was flashing-which means that someone has called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So I look at it and see that it was ex-husband (whom lives in TX.) that has called and left a message and a text message too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So I check the text the text first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This is what it read. Now remind you I'm still half asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Errin is okay,stitched up, it will require plastic surgery. Don't call here until 11 am your time. We need some sleep. &lt;/em&gt;Message received my time at 5:19am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So I PANIC!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Then I listen to the voice message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It states,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Lori, Errin was in a car accident and we're at the hospital. She's going to be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;He stops talking and I can hear the doctor in the back ground saying, she's gonna be sore and she's a banged up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;OKAY!! I AM WIDE AWAKE NOW. CRYING MY EYES OUT. Keep in mind hubby is in Ky. and other daughter-Heather is in TX. visiting. First thought that pops into my mind is OMG! my daughter needs plastic surgery. She is mangled and all cut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I call daughter, Heather, who is there; and she thought I was crazy. She didn't know anything about it. So she wakes up grandma to find out what is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well, I call hubby(who is an hour behind my time) at 6:30am and I'm crying so hard into the phone he can't understand me. He thought I was in an accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;so he calms me down and I proceed to tell him the story. In between dropped calls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Heather calls me back with info. First it was, she was in the back seat on the passenger side and they got t-boned from a driver that ran a red light and the impact was on her side and she was the only one that got hurt. She's okay, she had to have 13 stitches. Her eyes were all scratched up and face has little scratches on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well, about a half a pack cigarettes and half a pot of coffee I was well awake and a nervous wreck. Hubby gets me calmed down.  I call a few family members and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well at about 11a.m. my ex calls with info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I immediately start crying and shaking. Okay, here's what he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Errin has 15 stitches in her head. It wasn't a straight cut, it was  jagged. Her eyes were fine. In fact, she was wearing her glasses and they weren't broken, bent or scratched. She had blood all in her head and all over her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;That is enough to scare any parent. We still don't have the full detail of the accident. Awaiting the police report. But it seems that this guy that was driving the car Errin was in, is the one actually at fault. He is the one that ran the red light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But the impact was on her side and she hit the window from the crash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;That had to be one of the scariest things I've gone through. My baby was in a car accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;She is very lucky to walk away with just 15 stitches. I tell her that every time I talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It could have been worse and I'm glad it wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I told her God and her grandmother were watching down over her. She is so lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This accident happened about 1:30 a.m. (TX. time). There is more to the story that I will tell later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But after all that stress, a bottle of wine throughout the day at about 6 p.m. I was feeling relaxed(for the most part). Every time I look at any of her pictures I thank God she's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And then my weekend was spent working 15 hours each day. So tonight I hope that I get some good sleep and sleep in later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;That was my day off and my weekend.  Errin will be coming out to visit in July and Heather will be with her coming home. I can't wait to see both of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So now it's off to bed to rest and SLEEP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I hope that everyone had a good weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Oh by the way, yes her name is spelled with 2 R's not one-Errin. It is something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8136378101865688137?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8136378101865688137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8136378101865688137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8136378101865688137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8136378101865688137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-youngest-daughter-errin.html' title='My youngest daughter, Errin'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8946454902321818675</id><published>2007-06-07T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:38:44.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T.V.shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Does anyone out there watch the new show "Travler?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OMG!! I am hooked on it now. Since all my favoritve shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aren't on right now, I've picked up a few new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Like; Travler, The Starter Wife and Army Wives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am so glad that we have the DVR so that I can record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;shows I want to see and watch them when I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I really miss Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and CSI. But I have been watching the reruns when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;they are on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow night is The Starter Wife, so I will watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that when I get home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talk to ya later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8946454902321818675?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8946454902321818675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8946454902321818675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8946454902321818675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8946454902321818675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/tvhows.html' title='T.V.shows'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5842011664343525927</id><published>2007-06-04T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:55:21.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone, it's me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes I am still here. Sorry it's been a long time since I've been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I am alone- daughter gone to TX. until July and hubby gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to Ky. until July. What am I ever gonna do???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, it's me and the animals- I am the zoo keeper. Sometimes it feels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like a zoo with them. For some odd reason 2 of the cats like to chase &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one another when it's time for me to go to bed. The puppy has actually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been good. He makes himself a little bed on the sofa and sleeps until&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get up and then he has to go outside and lay in the sun on the patio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My daughter turned "16" yesterday. Now she's gonna think that since &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's an official teenager; that SHE knows everything. But don't most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teenagers think that way. But she is a good girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will write more later. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just wanted to let my friends know that I was still here. Just been a little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busy. I will find time to write more later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a good Monday everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5842011664343525927?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5842011664343525927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5842011664343525927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5842011664343525927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5842011664343525927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-everyone-its-me.html' title='Hello everyone, it&apos;s me'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-8245886552430353364</id><published>2007-04-27T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:22:14.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh it's FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was off today. My daughter and I went shopping for "our summer wardrobe", well, started anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went and did our shopping and before hitting Old Navy we decided to grab some lunch at Ruby Tuesday's. I ordered a glass of wine and much to my surprise the waitress asked for my i.d. I laughed and was grinning as I happily pulled out my i.d. for her. She commented that I DID NOT LOOK I WAS BORN IN 1966. That made my day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, on our way home we stopped at the grocery store to pick a few things. I grabbed 2 bottles of my fav wine ( ok, I'm a wine-o,lol). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the cashier was ringing up the groceries and came across the bottles of wine also asked for my i.d. I giggled and showed it to her and she commented about my age too. So that made my day. Getting carded twice in one day, WOW!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My daughter and I don't act like mother and daughter sometimes and people have said that to us. I take that as a good thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We like SOME of the same music and we argue like sisters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's leaving next month on the 21st for TX. to visit her dad and sister and won't be back until July. I hate to say it, " I'm gonna miss her." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I come home from work at nights we sit and watch t.v. together and talk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I'll pick up extra shifts at work or work on a few days off. Who knows? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With her gonna be gone and BBW  gone to who knows where, I won't have anyone to hang with at night. Except for the cats and the dog. Now that I think about work might be the answer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's off to bed to listen to the thunder and rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More about my life later......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-8245886552430353364?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/8245886552430353364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=8245886552430353364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8245886552430353364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/8245886552430353364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-its-friday.html' title='Oh it&apos;s FRIDAY'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-7668917400708544131</id><published>2007-04-17T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T09:14:20.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Please take a moment to send a prayer or thought to the families and friends and those that lost their lives in the VT shooting that happened on Mon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It has been noted as "THE WORST SHOOTING IN YEARS AT A SCHOOL".  I have been trying to follow Fox News on this matter and it's heart breaking for me to listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;At least 33 people killed and others injured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The students attending the school and their families need our thoughts and prayers along with the ones that lost their lives for NO reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;My heart aches for such a tragedy. And to know that it's in the state that I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Neal Boortz has also listed a post on this horrifying tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;President Bush and the First Lady are due to arrive today for a service at VT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So take a moment to send thoughts and prayers to all at VT today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-7668917400708544131?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/7668917400708544131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=7668917400708544131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7668917400708544131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/7668917400708544131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughts-and-prayers.html' title='THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-2071050344455850368</id><published>2007-04-16T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:25:11.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ALONE............</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sitting here all alone, well not quite; 3 cats and a puppy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The baby cat (Boots) has gone psycho. Running up and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;down the stairs. It sounds like a freight train roaring through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the house. The puppy barking at his OWN shadow in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;patio door. And the other 2 cats sleeping or eating- as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No t.v. or radio on, just the noise from the animals and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the rain and the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's quite soothing. The rain beating against the roof and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wind blowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AAAAWWWWW!!!!! SILENCE IS GOLDEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just wish BBW was here to snuggle up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and listen to the rain also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well off to bed I'm going, I think????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-2071050344455850368?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/2071050344455850368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=2071050344455850368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2071050344455850368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/2071050344455850368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-alone.html' title='ALL ALONE............'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5749353969939653980</id><published>2007-04-12T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T00:19:48.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here and there.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sorry it's been awhile since I've been on. Alot has been going on lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;BBW is now in N.C. which is only 4 hours away. I was off last weekend and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;drove up to spend the weekend with him, since we weren't together for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;our first anniversary. But he did very well for me. He got me the jewlery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wanted and then sent me Godiva chocolates and orchids. So I made out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;good. How's he gonna top the next one????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Plus last Sat. am I awoke to snow. Yes, in  April and in Va. Beach we got SNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'll be glad when the warmer weather gets here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Plus things at work. It has been wearing me out. It's not the work but some of my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;patients. Gosh! I do not want to get old or at least not like some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I thought I had lost a patient over the weekend and come to find out she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;sent to the hospital and she's still there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But I do have a really cool patient. She's been there for about a month and she's going home on Fri. The doctors said she'd never get any better. She came in with a feeding tube and couldn't hardly speak nor did she walk. Well, now she's talking and walking and eating regular food. She is only 48 yrs. old. I'm gonna hate to see her go. Her family is wonderful. We've all formed a bond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And then there are your crazy ones, your bossy ones, and the ones that are pure lazy. But I enjoy what I'm doing. I will continue my nursing career. I plan on going further. I like helping people and caring for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well, more later. It's bed time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Don't forget me, I'm still here but not as often and I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;More later..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5749353969939653980?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5749353969939653980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5749353969939653980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5749353969939653980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5749353969939653980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-still-here-and-there.html' title='I&apos;m still here and there.........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-4423700802416420547</id><published>2007-03-30T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:28:19.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I know it's been awhile since I've been on. Sorry, have been busy and haven't had too much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, BBW is home for the weekend. Mon. he is leaving for N.C. and he'll only be 4 hours away. So the first weekend in April I am going to go visit him. Since he'll be away for our 1 yr. anniversary on Wed. but we will have the weekend together. It'll also be a "get-away" for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Work is still the same. I've actually had a couple patients pass away. It hits you cause you have been the one taking care of them for awhile and you start to get close to them. Everyone tells me it will get easier. But I do have a few that think they are the only ones I take care of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I have a new pt. and she's only 48 yrs. old. WOW!!! She is very sweet and I've gotten close to her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I did manage to plant flowers outside last weekend. My daughter and I did, and she hates to get her hands dirty. But she told me she had lots of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I hope that everyone is doing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I did go to a book signing for BBW. It was Neal Boortz. He is an interesting man. I'd never been to anything like that and actually enjoyed it. But while I was there I did meet some unusual and strange people. One lady that was talking to me, had her whole face, neck both arms and hands tattooed. Yea!! She noticed one I have on my left breast, it's a small rose. She was telling me I could have it touched up or removed. I do not want to do either. She asked why? I told her I got that years ago and it can fade away just the marriage did,(my 1st. marriage). She was kind of creepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;But some of the other "normal " people were nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;The things we do for the ones we love, huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Well I was trying to figure out what to get BBW for our anniversary, so I got him a PlayStation game, it was my daughters idea. She said he wanted it. I think he liked it. It'll give him something to one the weekends while he's away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, I'm off today and gonna spend time with hubby after he gets home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Maybe one night I'll tell a few stories from work. Some can be interesting and funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Take care all......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;And..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;T.G.I.F...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-4423700802416420547?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/4423700802416420547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=4423700802416420547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4423700802416420547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/4423700802416420547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone.....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-5909385264125080944</id><published>2007-03-11T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:12:29.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S GONE...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Well, BBW is off to GA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;At least we had one day together this weekend. He's probably going to be gone for about 3 months. After Ga. it's off to Al. for 2 jobs. Our 1 yr. anniversary is next month and he gave me my gift today. I love this man. He got me what I wanted and asked for. Is that not the sweetest thing or the most thoughtful and loving man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I got  a sappahire ring, necklace and earrings.  It's diamonds and sappahires. I love sappahires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Is he thoughtful or what?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I got all teary eyed. Even though it's early he's still thoughtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I still don't know what to get him in return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Any ideas????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'll be checking in and out from time to time. I'm gonna go watch a movie with daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-5909385264125080944?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/5909385264125080944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=5909385264125080944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5909385264125080944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/5909385264125080944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/03/hes-gone.html' title='HE&apos;S GONE...........'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-3177564017028882471</id><published>2007-03-09T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T08:42:05.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not lost......</title><content type='html'>Ok, so BBW is leaving on Sun. for GA. I haven't been on due to the fact that I couldn't figure out my password.&lt;br /&gt;It's Fri. and I can't wait for tonight to be over with. I am off this weekend and gonna enjoy it. Especially my time with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;We will be celebrating our 1 yr. anniversary next month (April 4th) and we don't know if he's gonna be home or not.&lt;br /&gt;So ladies and gents, what do I get my hubby for our anniversary??????&lt;br /&gt;He has everything and anything he wants he buys it. Tough one here.&lt;br /&gt;For the next 10 days I will have 2 teenagers in the house. So BBW is leaving me with them, LOL. My daughters best friend from Tx. is arriving today. JOY! JOY! I think it'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;So throw me some ideas for hubby for our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT FRIDAY AND WONDERFUL WEEKEND 'YALL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-3177564017028882471?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/3177564017028882471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=3177564017028882471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3177564017028882471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/3177564017028882471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-lost.html' title='Not lost......'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-117258654990950430</id><published>2007-02-27T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:29:09.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've had a busy week or should I say a busy "life". With BBW just getting back into town and having my ex-brother in law, which to him, I'm still family and not an ex-sister in law,coming also over the weekend was pretty crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But we made it through. I haven't seen brother in law since Aug. and he got to meet BBW and they hit it off really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then BBW is suppose to be leaving Sun. to go to AL for about 3 months to work. So I've been busy. It's been trying to find time with hubby with his work schedule and mine to meet in the middle somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But Sun. night we did go to the circus and me being ?? yrs. old has NEVER been. I had a wonderful time and it was great. I'd go again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then last night I come home and my 15 yr. old daughter "H" deceides she wants to be a pastry chef. Okay maybe it's a phase she's going through or maybe not. BBW went and bought her some baking utensils and books. She is also baking a cake for our good friends daughter's birthday next month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just as long as I'm at work and not dealing with the messy kitchen. LOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She's been watching these shows on Food Network- Aces of Cakes and I think that is where she got her idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More power to her, I can't bake okay a little but BBW doesn't need to know that-lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're supporting her in this "adventure" of hers and maybe she will go through with it. Who knows maybe one day my daughter will be on one of those shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She's already in the process of making one cake for us to sample. I know that she can do it. She's my daughter and when I set my mind to something I do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going back to bed and try to get some rest before work tonight. Last night I had 14 patients. WOW!!! That is alot but we were short handed too. Like everyother night and shift. Is it Fri. yet??? I just had the weekend off and I am looking forward to Fri. Hopefully BBW will be off work so that we can spend some time together before he wonders off to AL. Who knows, maybe with one weekend I have off I could fly to AL and see him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He will be gone for our 1 year wedding anniversay. But that is his job and I understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WOW! We've been married almost a year(April 4th). It's been wonderful and full of LOVE and understanding. Not many women would be able to handle it like I do. I knew what I was getting into when we started dating, living together and got married. You can't say I don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More later...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-117258654990950430?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/117258654990950430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=117258654990950430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117258654990950430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117258654990950430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/02/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-117163190932814897</id><published>2007-02-16T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T08:18:29.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been blog blocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I am sorry that I haven't been on in awhile. I have been very busy with my "new career" and trying to adjust to the schedule. Last Sat. the 10th, it was a state board exam and waiting for the results has been killing me. I hate waiting for test results. But anyway, I'm looking on line this am to see if the results are in and low and behold they were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I called BBW crying and he didn't know why. I PASSED MY STATE EXAM!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;This couldn't have come on a better day. Today would have been my mother's 58th birthday and I guess this is her way of saying she's proud of me. I know she's looking down over me and guiding me in everything I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;As far as everything else in my life, my daughter wants to go to the DMV and take her learner's permit test. Oh dear God, please have mercey on us all.(LOL). No she's a good driver, we've been letting her drive short distances. She'll be 16 June 3rd and then it's oh dear God.  Today is my day off and it's time to run around and get some things done. So I'll let you know how that goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;TGIF everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-117163190932814897?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/117163190932814897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=117163190932814897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117163190932814897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117163190932814897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-blog-blocked.html' title='Been blog blocked'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-117091418701968939</id><published>2007-02-08T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:56:27.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE "NEW JOB".....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well the "new job" has been keeping me busy. Let me tell you, my body is use to staying up late and sleeping in. It feels great.  I work the 3pm-11pm shift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight was a very hard night for me. It seemed that no matter how many people I changed, their bed linens needed to be changed as well. As most of you may or may not know, I work in a nursing home. I've seen alot of different things there and learned alot there too. So far since I've been there for the past three weeks, 2 of our patients died. One of them I knew and helped take care of and the other one was fairly new to our unit.  It's really hard when you lose a petient you take care of. Alot of them like to talk to you and you listen with a caring heart. At least I do. And then again you do have your psyco ones. Like tonight. One lady was throwing things all around her room and let me tell you I stayed away from here. And you have others that like to TRY to hit or scratch you while changing them or feeding them or whatever. And you do have ones that call you names. But I remember what my job is, and that is TO GIVE THEM THE BEST CARE I POSSIBLY CAN GIVE THEM.  There is never a dull moment in my job. It is so much different from waiting on customers in a resturant. But I have gotten close to a few of them. I have gotten on lady who never talks, except to her family, to talk and respond to me. And that is what makes me feel good about doing my job. And then there are times when some get on my nerves. But for the most part I DO LOVE MY JOB. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also take my certification exam on Sat. And BBW will be home Fri. night. So that means when I get home from work on Fri. night, he will be waiting for me.He'll probably be asleep but to be able to cuddle up next to him will be great. My daughter and her puppy has been sleeping with me. And the puppy likes to lick my nose at 730am, hmmm.... no I wanna sleep. But he wants to be let down to go potty. So that is fine, I let him down and then when he's ready put him back in bed and he cuddles with me and we sleep until about 930 or 10 am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will write more later. This weekend is for BBW. We have some catching up to do(if you catch my drift). LOL!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-117091418701968939?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/117091418701968939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=117091418701968939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117091418701968939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117091418701968939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-job.html' title='THE &quot;NEW JOB&quot;.....'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-117046031670616020</id><published>2007-02-02T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:51:56.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure what to say??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I know it's been awhile since I've been on. I have been working the 3pm-11pm shift. Today is my day off. I finally got the notice I've been waiting for, to take my state certification. Which is schedules on Sat. 2/10 at 8 am. WOW!!! I've been sleeping until 10 am. So now in between working I have to study for this exam. I know that I will do fine.And BBW is due home on the 9th. It's about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what did I do on my day off? Well, my lovely daughter wanted Sushi for lunch, which I do not care for. So I decided to take her anyway but we couldn't get to the resturant due to someone that had robbed a bank and then tried to rob an armored truck. YEA!!! It was on the news and they are still looking for the guy. He did get money from the bank but not from the truck. And keep in mind this place is only 10 mins. (driving time) from OUR HOUSE. Needless to say she was upset and I was actually thrilled about not having to watch her eat sushi. So went out for mexican food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also did a little bit of shopping. And now I am relaxing and waiting on the laundry to get done from the dryer. Plus it's been rainy out today and a good day to relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am enjoying my job. Some of the patients there are funny and you have others that are mean. I did have a scare one night, one of my patients almost went into a diabetic coma. Very scary!!! But we got her blood sugar slowly back up. And the other night she was alert and looking around. What a night that was? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also yesterday(Thurs) I got a delivery a dozen yellow roses. I called BBW and asked him if I should have been expecting a delivery and he said "no". So I read him the enclosed sweet card. He said they were suppose to be delivered on Valentine's Day. Which is a day that I don't celebrate. Why you may ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I personally that you should treat every day like valentine's day not just one day a year. But that is me. And every day with BBW is valentine's day. He makes every day special for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So that has been my week so far. I go back to work tomorrow. We shall see what is in store for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have a GREAT WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-117046031670616020?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/117046031670616020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=117046031670616020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117046031670616020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/117046031670616020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-sure-what-to-say.html' title='Not sure what to say??????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-116959160599502375</id><published>2007-01-23T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:33:26.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have started my new job. Well, it's been orientation week. I have been signing my name so many times on forms. I almost forgot how to spell it. But most of the paperwork part is done. Now tonight, it's looking over the insurance package to see which plan I want. But I do now have a life insurance policy which is great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a very big facility, they have 240 beds in it, 60 on each unit and there's 4 units. The place is so big I am still getting lost. But so is everyone else. And also today we watched films and we have computer training tomorrow. But I do have the weekend off, so no alarm clock. I am going to knock myself out Fri. so I can sleep late. I need it and deserve it. I'll be working the 7am-3pm shift for a couple of weeks for on the floor training and then to my schedule 3pm-11pm. So when I start that I can sleep in too, unless I have things to do before work. But I will get 2 days a week off and then every other weekend. Which I think is cool, and I get my schedule 2 wks. at a time so I can plan for things that need to be done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBW has been sick. He's still in Kansas. It's been snowing there and very cold. It's been cold here but no snow. We did get a little sleet on Sun. evening but nothing that stuck to the ground. He seems to be doing a little better today. I even made home-made chicken soup and froze some for him for when he comes home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which hopefully is only a few more weeks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's starting to get cold and lonely in my big bed, but the cats are sleeping with me. It's not the same though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I will write more later. I need to eat and relax. I had to go grocery shopping after work and now it's supper time. Then off to bed and back up at 5:45 am. I have to be at work at 8am tomorrow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a great evening everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-116959160599502375?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/116959160599502375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=116959160599502375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116959160599502375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116959160599502375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-116908179279079865</id><published>2007-01-17T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:56:32.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHAT???????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Well today I worked for a few hours. I told the office that I wasn't feeling well, and I wasn't I've been battling a bad chest cold. So I went and took care of my patient. Then off to Chesapeake I headed. Where I've been planning on going for a few days, but haven't been too well. I was going out there to put a job application in. And low and behold- - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;after 2 hours of being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was very very excitied. I don't even remember driving home. WOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now instead of working 7 days a week, I will have 2 days a week off and with 2 of those days being every othere weekend. How cool is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have oreintation on Mon. at 10 am. And the great news! I will have benefits and get this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;401K and they match it 50%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It hit me tonight when I was out celebrating with some close friends, that I will actually have a retirement plan. Being a waitress, you do not have that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have a CAREER now not just a job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I finially feel that I have done something with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish that my hubby; BBW was here to share in the joy I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel like a big weight has been lifted off of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanted to share this with all my fellow bloggers(friends).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now maybe I may have more time to blog. I'm working the 3pm-11pm shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That means I get to sleep in. Wow! How great is that!!!! Pretty awesome I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh and thank god for DVR. I now know that I won't miss Grey's Antomy or Desperate Housewives or any of my other favoritve shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have a great evening or day to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-116908179279079865?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/116908179279079865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=116908179279079865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116908179279079865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116908179279079865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/01/guess-what.html' title='GUESS WHAT???????????'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578872.post-116864157515146701</id><published>2007-01-12T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:39:35.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOYED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm driving to work this morning(like every morning) and I'm on the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ok if you know you need to get over your exit why not do it instead of waiting for the LAST MINUTE. And when you're stopped at a red light, why floor it to get over into the lane you need to be in;when there is NO ONE IN FRONT OF YOU. This happened to me 3 times this morning. I know where the lanes merge and when I need to get over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Why is everyone in such a HURRY???? If I'm running a little late, I don't sweat it. If it's due to traffic then there is nothing in my power that I can do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And accidents. Why does everyone have to "rubber neck" when there's an accident. Don't they understand that slows traffic down even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And people jogging. Why jog in the freaking road for pete's sake? Use the darn sidewalks, that's what they are there for, so USE THEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This has been MY day. Annoyed. Along with not getting much sleep this week. Last night I probably got 2-3 hours and that was with an OTC sleep aid. Why can't they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;seem to work? I'm gonna get some sleep tonight-somehow and some way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So my T.G.I.Friday has been wonderful. But at least I am in the house-alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well 3 cats and 1 puppy but for the most part ALONE................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Does anyone have any suggestions on getting some sleep, without having to go see the doctor??? Anything will be helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578872-116864157515146701?l=loria-place.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/feeds/116864157515146701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578872&amp;postID=116864157515146701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116864157515146701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578872/posts/default/116864157515146701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loria-place.blogspot.com/2007/01/annoyed.html' title='ANNOYED'/><author><name>loria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17219486493276503136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ab5eSo5iDZc/R89F_vddypI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BTaRF4e-cEc/S220/glowtink.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
