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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 04:00:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>new babies ....</title>
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  <description>~As of yesterday I am an Aunt Berfy B. ....again. My husbands brother (Curt) and his wife (Tash) had their third child. Little Danika Raylee, named after my husband (well kinda). At least they got the Ray part right. Maybe Ray and I should get to work on our own ... hmmm? We need an Alexis Rae (Lexie) or a Damon Jacob (DJ) *scratches head* LOLOL.... Nah not just yet. But we have had &quot;the talk&quot; and ... it wont be long :). &lt;br /&gt;~I&apos;m tired. Gawd am I tired. I love my new job, but boy... sometimes I just pass out when I get home from work. Not to mention I feel like I don&apos;t get time off ... like actual day&apos;s to call in or ask off until like FOREVER from now. My friendships are suffering like heck...unfortunately, but I gotta make some money ... ugh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 15:40:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yea!</title>
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  <description>I have a new career! Wednesday I received a phone call from the Human Resources director at the OfficeMax Distribution Center in McCalla. She wanted to offer me a job in one of their departments as a shipping clerk. I&apos;m really really excited! For once I&apos;m not a gopher at a real estate company! I&apos;ll finally have a job description and my own desk. Did I mention that it pays REALLY well? That&apos;s great news ... but the even BETTER news is that I&apos;ll be working from 6am to 3:30pm. I&apos;ll actually get home in time to see my husband before he leaves for work. Although it&apos;s not exactly the job I want to keep the rest of my life, I really excited about the opportunity for advancement. They have so many offices there and a human resources department that I&apos;d LOVE to be apart of some day :) Anyway, I go Monday to fill out paperwork, get oriented with the place, and have my badge made so I can get in and out of the office. I can&apos;t wait to start. Every since Ray and I have been married, I have been in school and haven&apos;t been able to work full time. Finally we might be able to buy some things we want!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2006 04:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dixieland Delight ....</title>
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  <description>~I love being a country girl:). Friday we had a memorial weekend/my father-in-law&apos;s birthday celebration at the river. It&apos;s nice to be able to relax with family and friends. Ray and I got to Akron around 5:30pm and there&apos;s nothing like stepping out of the car to the smell of TWELVE slabs of ribs cooking on the grill (Thank you grill-master&apos;s Ron and Eric!) Once we made it around back we were met by Ray&apos;s parents, Ron &amp; Glenda, my brother &amp; sister in law, nephews, Eric and Ashley, and last but not least ... Forest (a big balck lab). Why am I telling you this? Anyway ... we had a really good time. There&apos;s nothing like fishing on the river as the sun is going down. (Even if I did have to settle for the spongebob squarepants child size fishing pole.) Look where you&apos;re a true fisher-woman you&apos;ll do anything to fish! After fishing, a game of darts was in order. Although I&apos;ve found that darts really arent my strong point. But anyway ..once the ribs were done, we pigged out and then ate birthday cake. (It was my father-in-law&apos;s big 50th...) Of course as the night wore on and the fellas broke out the whiskey and the guitars ... we lit a camp fire in the back yard and had a sing along. It&apos;s so much fun to sit around and sing cuntry songs with other people who dont know all the words either or who are too drunk to remember them ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ~ Saturday night was Pro-Modified night at the drag strip. Those of you know know my husband know that there was no way we were missing that. So Ray and I and Chris and Jessica made our way to Applebees for dinner and then it was on to Holiday Raceway. There were several really nice cars there ... only I couldnt tell you a whole lot about it. Us girls were having too much fun catching up on the gossip! There&apos;s two things I knew when I got married: 1. You dont miss the drag races...and 2. You never ever under any circumstances miss an Alabama football game! Like I said .. I love being a country girl!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 03:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Got my vote!</title>
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  <description>So I&apos;m voting for Taylor... buy man Elliot hurt my heart when he cried tonight. He loves his mom. Boys who get emotional over their moms hurt my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention he looks slightly like an ex of mine. LOL... wierd resemblance.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 20:01:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wanted: New Cheese</title>
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  <description>SO... this big girl job hunting is no where near as easy as I&apos;d imagined it would be. Of course I guess everyone finds that out in their own time. I&apos;m trying real hard to remember to enjoy the adventure, also remembering that the sooner I let go of my old cheese, the sooner I get to experience new cheese. Long story. Just believe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I hate my current job.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 17:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmmm</title>
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  <description>Applied for a big girl career today ...nothing too wonderful, but better than part time none-the-less. I guess we&apos;ll see!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 16:56:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok .. so as much as I like the goonies .. the icon got old. Now it&apos;s my huband and my puppy. Anyway .. not much to say. I&apos;m busy, stressed out, and don&apos;t want to commit to anything right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 20:37:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GOONIES NEVER SAY DIE!</title>
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  <description>I just love that movie!! Hince the icon. Ray and I watched The Goonies the other day and I had forgotten how much I love it!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 20:22:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The story of my life ....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; color=&quot;#e400cd&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;You Know You&apos;re Too Stressed When&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You can achieve a &quot;runners high&quot; by sitting up.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;The sun is too loud.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You are missing several days from this week.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;Trees begin to chase you.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You can see individual air molecules vibrating.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You wonder if brewing is &quot;really&quot; a necessary step for the consumption of coffee.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You say the same sentence over and over again, not realizing that you&apos;ve said it before.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You can hear mimes.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;Things become &quot;very clear.&quot; Everything is &quot;very clear, indeed.&quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You ask the drive-thru attendant if you can get your order to go.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;Your heart beats in 7/8 time.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You and reality file for divorce.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You say the same sentence over and over again, not realizing that you&apos;ve said it before.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;It appears that people are speaking to you in binary code.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You can travel without moving.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;Antacid tablets become your sole source of nutrition.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You discover the aesthetic beauty of office supplies.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You begin to talk to yourself, then disagree about the subject, get into a nasty tiff over it, lose, and refuse to speak to yourself for the next day.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;You say the same sentence over and over again, not realizing that you&apos;ve said it before&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 21:03:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#993366&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;This makes me laugh:&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1679203/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerry Lee Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993366&quot;&gt;God said not to touch the apple. He didn&apos;t say have a nibble, He didn&apos;t say touch it every once in a while! He said &quot;Don&apos;t. Touch. It.&quot; Don&apos;t think about touchin&apos; it, don&apos;t sing about touchin&apos; it, don&apos;t think about singing about touchin&apos; it. Don&apos;t touch it! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 18:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!</title>
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  <description>Today, I have been married exactly 6 months...not exaclty a milestone or anything but hey. Gotta celebrate something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2006 05:23:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yea!</title>
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  <description>So there was this stray dog that kinda took up at my parents house. We tried to &quot;shoo&quot; her away but alas .. she would always sleep on the front porch. So anyway .. it&apos;s cold and rainy and just pooey outside today and my mom opens the front door to two of the cutest little puppies EVER! Just as my mom realizes what they are .. here comes the momma doggie with ANOTHER puppy...and heads back out into the rain for another. 4 ... 5 ... 6 ...7  puppies later, the whole litter was on the front porch. Apparently she had the puppies in the woods and needed a safe place to bring them out of the cold. My daddy made them a little box house to sleep in and we covered them with a blanket. Who knows what kind they are ... heinz 57 dogs I guess. But cute none-the-less. I guess they&apos;ll stay ..for a while or until she moves them. If they stay at my parents house long enough, I suppose we&apos;ll put an ad in the paper. We dont need anymore doggies ... Scooter and Buddy might get jealous!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 21:24:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bah...</title>
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  <description>I need to make a real post but ..eh..nevermind..a list will suffice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Been sick all weekend. Being sick sucks. A removeable nose would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;*Because I&apos;ve been sick Ray rented me lots of movies to watch. (He&apos;s a good nurse)&lt;br /&gt;*Looked at some new houses online (while sick) this weekend. Ray and I are gonna try to sell ours in a yr and a half/2 yrs. (hopefully) &lt;br /&gt;*My doggie is getting long. He really is starting to look like a wiener dog now. &lt;br /&gt;*School is good. Saying &quot;last semester&quot; is nice. I totally did things backwards .. marriage and then graduation? What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;*Being broke isn&apos;t fun&lt;br /&gt;*The chicken sandwich I had at lunch isn&apos;t really agreeing with me. &lt;br /&gt;Enough randomness. It&apos;s 3:25. T-minus 35 minutes till I&apos;m outta here! (As though I&apos;m working SO hard...)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 18:18:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>~~Inside Your Heaven~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been down&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m blessed&lt;br /&gt;I felt a revelation coming around&lt;br /&gt;I guess its right, it&apos;s so amazing&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see you I&apos;m alive&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re all I&apos;ve got&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;The sun and the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be earth that holds you&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathin&apos; in&lt;br /&gt;A soothin&apos; wind&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we touch, when we love&lt;br /&gt;The stars light up&lt;br /&gt;The wrong becomes undone&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, my soul surrenders&lt;br /&gt;The sun and the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna be the earth that holds you&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathing in&lt;br /&gt;A soothing wind&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When minutes turn to days and years&lt;br /&gt;When mountains fall, I&apos;ll still be here&lt;br /&gt;Holdin you until the day I die&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br /&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be earth that holds you&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathin&apos; in&lt;br /&gt;A soothin&apos; wind&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 05:13:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*breathe*</title>
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  <description>Ever just feel overwhelmed? I am. I&apos;m tired. I just want to STOP. But I can&apos;t. It sucks knowing that the next 5 months will be this way. I go to work early, I stay at work late, stay at school even LATER. I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever had a semester where I stayed in class till 9pm after a whole day of classes, and today is only day number 2! Things were horribly busy before school started and now thats just added fuel to the fire. I feel like I&apos;ve been forced to neglect so much, from my husband to my friends (old and new) to my own little dog. A friend from highschool called the other day and although I&apos;d LOVE to talk to him ... I simply haven&apos;t had time to call him back. So, if I&apos;ve failed to IM you, call you back, or even see you at church, I do sincerely apologize. Everyone told me that my first year of marriage + school would be this way and yep, they were right! Ray and I are like ships passing in the night. Some times he&apos;s the Titanic, sometimes I&apos;m the USS Alabama...(at least I still have my humor) It&apos;ll all pay off in the end. Especially May 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, the weekend of the 20th is looking promising! I can&apos;t wait for ya to visit!! Maybe then I can relax and we can catch up! (I have some Crown on the fridge!) GNO is calling my name !!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 22:16:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Geez...</title>
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  <description>People really frustrate me sometimes. I really am a people person ..but I swear some days I think I&apos;m losing my touch. I mean geez. Just say what you mean and mean what you say. What is it that you want? Have you ever had someone who wanted to be your friend yet ...didnt. What the heck? Nah this isnt directed at anyone here... really just a random &quot;vent&quot;. Some days just fly right on by...and then others are as grounded as my rear in this chair. I dunno. Maybe it&apos;s just me. Maybe it&apos;s me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. on another note I read the Catcher in the Rye again for the umteenth time and I STILL love it. Haulden Caufield cracks me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take most people, they&apos;re crazy about cars.  They worry if they get a little scratch on them, and they&apos;re always talking about how many miles they get to a gallon, and if they get a brand-new car already they start thinking about trading it in for one that&apos;s even newer.  I don&apos;t even like old cars.  I mean they don&apos;t even interest me.  I&apos;d rather have a goddam horse.  A horse is at least human, for God&apos;s sake.&quot;  ~Chapter 17, spoken by the character Holden Caulfield</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 04:27:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stole this from a friend of mine.</title>
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  <description>How sad is it that I thought I might actually cry reading some of this. Who&apos;d of thought that taking a trip down memory lane might be so emotional?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Facebook frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Internet &amp; text messaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Sidekicks &amp; iPods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX 360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the 5 hours of homework you put off every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When gas was $0.95 a gallon &amp; Caller ID was a new thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we recorded stuff on VCRs &amp; paid $3.50 for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Light, Green Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads Up 7 Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Kickball &amp; Dodgeball until your porch light came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopskotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slip-n-Slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree Houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother May I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Rover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hula Hoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annoying Nano Pets &amp; Furbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Street Hockey with the neighborhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running through the sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ&apos;s still wrapped up in your Garfield comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay Arnold, Doug, Rugrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original Power Rangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Life of Alex Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren &amp; Stimpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocko&apos;s Modern Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild &amp; Crazy Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa Explains it All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Afraid of the Dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original &apos;All That&apos; cast members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenan &amp; Kel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could forger Snick? &amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jenie, The Facts of Life &amp; I Love Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kool-Aid was the drink of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class field trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christmas was the most exciting time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When getting high was swinging on the swingset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When $5 seemed like a million, &amp; another dollar a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Toys R Us overuled the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the time when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions were made by going &apos;eeny-meeny-miney-moe&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming &apos;do over!&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Race issue&apos; ment arguing about who ran the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in &apos;Monopoly&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn&apos;t odd to have two or three &apos;best&apos; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being old referred to anyone over 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was prettier than Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was cooler or stronger than Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapes &amp; bruises were kissed &amp; made better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big deal to finally be tall enought to ride the &apos;big people&apos; rides at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ninja Turtles ruled the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can remember most or all of these&lt;br /&gt;than you have lived in the 90&apos;s!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 18:03:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HaHaHa!</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 04:34:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So.. My husband and I had a wonderful first Christmas. It&apos;s hard to believe that Ray asked me to Marry him on Christmas eve a year ago, and here we are married. My how time flies. And did I mention that my doggie is just wonderful? I couldnt have asked for a better present. Other than that Ray and I also got lots of (MUCH NEEDED) pots and pans from my parents...that&apos;s really sad isn&apos;t it? When you start to actually look forward to &quot;domestic&quot; home products. Geez. My mother-in-law gave us an Alabama Crimson Tide bed set complete with comforter, curtins, sheets and pillow covers. Now just for clarity.. it&apos;s not like we eat, live, sleep and breathe Alabama Football (well Ray does) but OUR room isn&apos;t the Alabama room. One of our two guest rooms is decorated completely in Alabama stuff and now has the bad stuff to top it all off. I like to refer to it as the shrine. We got alot of other stuff too ...tools, house stuff, and most importantly my puppy got the CUTEST sweater ever! Sadly, I got so used to staying up late and staying in bed until 2pm over Christmas that getting up and getting ready for work is going to kill me this week! I can&apos;t wait till New Years so I can take another day off of work! Anyway .... I miss you guys. Happy New Years!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 16:31:28 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Look at the Candy Cane&lt;br&gt;What do you see?&lt;br&gt;Stripes that are red&lt;br&gt;Like the blood shed for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;White is for my Savior&lt;br&gt;Who&apos;s sinless and pure!&lt;br&gt;&quot;J&quot; is for Jesus My Lord, that&apos;s for sure!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Turn it around&lt;br&gt;And a staff you will see&lt;br&gt;Jesus my shepherd&lt;br&gt;Was born for Me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 16:13:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Better update ...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So ... I was in a bit of a hurry when I posted the last time. The last picture I posted was of my Christmas Present! My husband bought me a miniture dauchshund for a christmas present !! Not only is he miniture but he is also the runt of the litter so he&apos;s extra extra tiny. We debated on naming him bullet or buddy...but think think we&apos;ve about decided on Buddy. He&apos;s such a cute little fella! And he&apos;s just like taking care of a little baby. He sleeps in the bed with Ray and I right between our pillows and he whines when he needs to go potty ;) Anyway .. heres another pic we took the day I got him...&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 22:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Our first child!!!</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 06:36:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That&apos;s the way the cookie crumbles ...</title>
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  <description>COMS-200-001  INTRO TO COMS RES METHODS       (A)     &lt;br /&gt;MK -351-002  PRIN OF MARKETING                (B)      &lt;br /&gt;COMS-450-001  RHETORICAL CRITICISM            (A)      &lt;br /&gt;ART -100-001  ART AWARENESS                   (A)      &lt;br /&gt;COMS-475-002  INTERNSHIP IN COMM STUDIES      (Pass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing .. off all classes to make a B in. It&apos;s not even my MAJOR!&lt;br /&gt;*fumes a bit* &lt;br /&gt;*gets over it quickly*&lt;br /&gt;*does a happy dance that my GPA is back way up high again!*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 17:36:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 04:50:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I love me some John Denver</title>
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  <description>I love this song .. John Denver hurts my heart ...&lt;br /&gt;(Lindz .. you really should ipod this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like a resting place&lt;br /&gt;A shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;It exists to give you comfort&lt;br /&gt;It is there to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;And in those times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;When you are most alone&lt;br /&gt;The memory of love will bring you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like a window&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps an open door&lt;br /&gt;It invites you to come closer &lt;br /&gt;It wants to show you more&lt;br /&gt;And even if you lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;And don`t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;The memory of love will see you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, love to some is like a cloud&lt;br /&gt;To some as strong as steel&lt;br /&gt;For some a way of living&lt;br /&gt;For some a way to feel&lt;br /&gt;And some say love is holding on&lt;br /&gt;And some say letting go&lt;br /&gt;And some say love is everything&lt;br /&gt;And some say they don`t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Full of conflict, full of pain &lt;br /&gt;Like a fire when it`s cold outside&lt;br /&gt;Or thunder when it rains&lt;br /&gt;If I should live forever&lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;My memories of love will be of you</description>
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