<?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-30733527</id><updated>2011-08-19T05:25:17.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>369</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1802715857860403166</id><published>2009-09-06T21:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:01:15.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lily-love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SqRpRYP_CfI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wXb8SW6KDm8/s1600-h/DSC04927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SqRpRYP_CfI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wXb8SW6KDm8/s320/DSC04927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378539602275404274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SqRpRNfKHmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ih2k7Sl_khs/s1600-h/DSC04829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SqRpRNfKHmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ih2k7Sl_khs/s320/DSC04829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378539599386254946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness! How time has sure flown by!&lt;br /&gt;Where does it all go?&lt;br /&gt;Here it is September.....Labor day weekend. &lt;br /&gt;The end of summer :( (my fav season)&lt;br /&gt;My Lily-girl is growing bigger. &lt;br /&gt;She is now 14 pounds 6 ounces.&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that I love this little angel&lt;br /&gt;more and more each passing day? Yes! It is&lt;br /&gt;true. My little sugar plum is the apple of my &lt;br /&gt;eye. She amazes me! She makes my heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;This love is so undescribable. My puddin' pop,&lt;br /&gt;is such a doll. I could just eat her up. She is &lt;br /&gt;so delicious! Again, how very blessed I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1802715857860403166?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1802715857860403166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1802715857860403166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1802715857860403166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1802715857860403166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-lily-love.html' title='My Lily-love'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SqRpRYP_CfI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wXb8SW6KDm8/s72-c/DSC04927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2850162338703157307</id><published>2009-07-04T10:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:11:15.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1355/1355801busbqcm2fk.gif" width=400 height=398 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th! My most favorite holiday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i5YAU03I/AAAAAAAAAio/BGqZPjSjBXk/s1600-h/p10702ta101699_4_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i5YAU03I/AAAAAAAAAio/BGqZPjSjBXk/s320/p10702ta101699_4_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354607219802690418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i5LGfskI/AAAAAAAAAig/YJ2KhgbGc7c/s1600-h/p10702ta101699_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i5LGfskI/AAAAAAAAAig/YJ2KhgbGc7c/s320/p10702ta101699_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354607216338907714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i4ye_Y8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/jYlxwEoe8eM/s1600-h/p10702ta101699_7_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i4ye_Y8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/jYlxwEoe8eM/s320/p10702ta101699_7_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354607209730761666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2850162338703157307?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2850162338703157307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2850162338703157307&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2850162338703157307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2850162338703157307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-my-most-favorite-holiday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sk9i5YAU03I/AAAAAAAAAio/BGqZPjSjBXk/s72-c/p10702ta101699_4_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1767845525753571085</id><published>2009-06-16T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:25:03.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>photo session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjgbsZM2Y0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/z2d-gK1yHZc/s1600-h/Mom+Lily+ORIGINAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjgbsZM2Y0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/z2d-gK1yHZc/s320/Mom+Lily+ORIGINAL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348055006995440450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1767845525753571085?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1767845525753571085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1767845525753571085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1767845525753571085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1767845525753571085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/06/photo-session.html' title='photo session'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjgbsZM2Y0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/z2d-gK1yHZc/s72-c/Mom+Lily+ORIGINAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4473276542964559965</id><published>2009-06-14T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:29:07.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer cheese &amp; pool time</title><content type='html'>Miss Lily had a busy Saturday 4/13/09&lt;br /&gt;Her 1st Beer Cheese Festival&lt;br /&gt;(mine too since it was my hometown's &lt;br /&gt;1st annual Beer Cheese Festival)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Baby's first dip in the pool&lt;br /&gt;(nice luke warm salt water pool,&lt;br /&gt;no cholorine for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6u7IUKLI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zbejAwk7Hog/s1600-h/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6u7IUKLI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zbejAwk7Hog/s320/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347174341649115314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6urWvV5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/oCyL_zenpfM/s1600-h/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6urWvV5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/oCyL_zenpfM/s320/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347174337414649746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6uUq4weI/AAAAAAAAAh4/GoZtlUmaBHM/s1600-h/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6uUq4weI/AAAAAAAAAh4/GoZtlUmaBHM/s320/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347174331325137378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6uHucTMI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7vcccieayik/s1600-h/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6uHucTMI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7vcccieayik/s320/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347174327850388674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4473276542964559965?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4473276542964559965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4473276542964559965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4473276542964559965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4473276542964559965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/06/beer-cheese-pool-time.html' title='Beer cheese &amp; pool time'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SjT6u7IUKLI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zbejAwk7Hog/s72-c/BEER+CHEESE+%26+POOL+107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-6266150021144071250</id><published>2009-06-02T12:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:44:09.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God knew</title><content type='html'>Maternity leave is almost over. I go back to work 6/8/09. I am so not ready.&lt;br /&gt;I need to win the lottery so I don't have to go back. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn't in as much debt that I am in so I could atleast work&lt;br /&gt;part-time. &lt;br /&gt;Who thought 7 weeks ago that I would feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared being pregnant. I questioned if I could&lt;br /&gt;be a good mom. I didn't want to be pregnant. I was freaked&lt;br /&gt;to my very core. And now look at me! I am head over heels in&lt;br /&gt;love with this beautiful little angel. God knew what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SiVWA34xmJI/AAAAAAAAAho/-gyV51TmOOg/s1600-h/DSC04626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SiVWA34xmJI/AAAAAAAAAho/-gyV51TmOOg/s200/DSC04626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342771105947031698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me melt!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6266150021144071250?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6266150021144071250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6266150021144071250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6266150021144071250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6266150021144071250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-knew.html' title='God knew'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SiVWA34xmJI/AAAAAAAAAho/-gyV51TmOOg/s72-c/DSC04626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2871241145286960218</id><published>2009-05-08T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:08:47.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Babies are angels that fly to the Earth, their wings disappear at the time of their birth, one look in their eyes and we're never the same. They're part ot us now and that part has a name, that part is your heart and a bond that won't sever, our babies are angels, we love them forever.-- Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs-FaM13I/AAAAAAAAAhg/1z5PWVytvVs/s1600-h/DSC04566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs-FaM13I/AAAAAAAAAhg/1z5PWVytvVs/s200/DSC04566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333578041317447538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9-mOLwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c6V2ixR9WoA/s1600-h/DSC04548+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9-mOLwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c6V2ixR9WoA/s200/DSC04548+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333578039488818946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9jM-7OI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TYj85e92Ch8/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9jM-7OI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TYj85e92Ch8/s200/DSC04561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333578032135204066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9gUv5dI/AAAAAAAAAhI/AzQC-vK_7tw/s1600-h/DSC04545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs9gUv5dI/AAAAAAAAAhI/AzQC-vK_7tw/s200/DSC04545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333578031362467282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2871241145286960218?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2871241145286960218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2871241145286960218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2871241145286960218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2871241145286960218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/05/babies-are-angels-that-fly-to-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SgSs-FaM13I/AAAAAAAAAhg/1z5PWVytvVs/s72-c/DSC04566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5252879796742268999</id><published>2009-04-28T13:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:27:40.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sfc8hI1I1zI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g09_gPBw564/s1600-h/6+days+old+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sfc8hI1I1zI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g09_gPBw564/s200/6+days+old+again.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329795224019982130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5252879796742268999?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5252879796742268999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5252879796742268999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5252879796742268999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5252879796742268999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-pic.html' title='another pic'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/Sfc8hI1I1zI/AAAAAAAAAhA/g09_gPBw564/s72-c/6+days+old+again.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-885120415380473847</id><published>2009-04-19T18:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:08:37.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing the love of my life!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/215/215252tly4x7c1wo.gif" width=442 height=442 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SeuubWdihII/AAAAAAAAAg4/xFOv8ME4xww/s1600-h/LIly+41609+022+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SeuubWdihII/AAAAAAAAAg4/xFOv8ME4xww/s200/LIly+41609+022+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326542769204921474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;Born April 16, 2009&lt;br /&gt;7:06 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;7 pounds 6 ounces&lt;br /&gt;19.25 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my life will NEVER be the same!&lt;br /&gt;Yet another reason, if not THE reason, why I am blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/149/149138qob4e3htng.gif" width=150 height=20 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-885120415380473847?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/885120415380473847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=885120415380473847&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/885120415380473847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/885120415380473847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing-love-of-my-life.html' title='Introducing the love of my life!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SeuubWdihII/AAAAAAAAAg4/xFOv8ME4xww/s72-c/LIly+41609+022+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7381722912134713414</id><published>2009-04-15T19:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:16:02.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big day approaching sooner than I thought</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow is the big day!&lt;br /&gt;I will be going in for scheduled c-section&lt;br /&gt;at 5:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like little Lily will be here &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready. Don't believe I ever &lt;br /&gt;will be. Is anyone ever really prepared?&lt;br /&gt;I am having intermittent moments of &lt;br /&gt;nervousness, fearfulness, bewilderment,&lt;br /&gt;anxiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says relax and I can't really.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that it will be ok. How do they really know?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keeps saying I'll be a good mom. How do they know that?&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps going a mile a minute. I can only imagine&lt;br /&gt;just how freaked I will be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I so hope they will give me something immediately&lt;br /&gt;to calm me down....that is if I haven't stroked out or&lt;br /&gt;had a heart attack first. &lt;br /&gt;Praying for calm and peace and mostly a healthy baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7381722912134713414?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7381722912134713414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7381722912134713414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7381722912134713414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7381722912134713414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-day-approaching-sooner-than-i.html' title='Big day approaching sooner than I thought'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3529231977576292684</id><published>2009-04-11T16:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:26:59.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily's room--slideshow :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:640px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w65.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/68d549b0.pbw" height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/?action=view&amp;current=68d549b0.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3529231977576292684?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3529231977576292684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3529231977576292684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3529231977576292684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3529231977576292684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/lilys-room-slideshow.html' title='Lily&apos;s room--slideshow :)'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2965495900342039633</id><published>2009-04-11T04:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:32:42.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1924/1924458nvxeudnhuz.gif" width=347 height=409 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update-&lt;br /&gt;As of Tuesday, April 7, my last doc appointment&lt;br /&gt;I was told that she wanted to induce me on Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;April 16th. No reason given. So of course, I said I&lt;br /&gt;would rather not. Why not wait till actual&lt;br /&gt;due date of April 23rd? Then I was told that&lt;br /&gt;I could be having a C-section since I am built&lt;br /&gt;very narrow. &lt;br /&gt;Two things I was not expecting to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Doc wanted me take the weekend to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am still leaning on waiting till the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;I know my doc will not let me go past my due date.&lt;br /&gt;Next doc appointment is April 14.&lt;br /&gt;If she gives me a real reason to go on and be induced&lt;br /&gt;then perhaps I will consider it more seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is all natural but I as I have said before&lt;br /&gt;this is ALL new to me. Still not ready.....and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;if I ever will be?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to imagine just how something will be?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's me and motherhood, just can't seem to wrap&lt;br /&gt;my brain around the concept. Makes me so apprehensive and &lt;br /&gt;bit embarrassed. Shouldn't I be excited and full of anticipation?&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I still am in disbelief and full of apprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will soon be having to get over it. &lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2965495900342039633?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2965495900342039633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2965495900342039633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2965495900342039633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2965495900342039633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-as-of-tuesday-april-7-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1832065432754313947</id><published>2009-04-05T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:52:08.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>Love this!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glJ3p5TDKpA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glJ3p5TDKpA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1832065432754313947?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1832065432754313947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1832065432754313947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1832065432754313947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1832065432754313947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2087061378819735014</id><published>2009-03-27T08:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:39:56.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1076/1076016aaqmqxa22i.gif" width=174 height=103 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine. On the tired side tho....as expected.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doc yesterday....going weekly now. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Good blood pressure 110/62. Gained 4 pounds. Up to &lt;br /&gt;total of 23 pounds gained so far.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit anemic. This is becuz I haven't been&lt;br /&gt;regular in taking my prenatal vitamins. I admit&lt;br /&gt;I am bad about taking pills but am going to try to &lt;br /&gt;be better. I think I am 36 weeks now. &lt;br /&gt;Doc doesn't expect  a big baby. I am holding her well.&lt;br /&gt;I am bit long between my breast bone and pelvis.&lt;br /&gt;Still wearing my jeans....that is, I roll them down&lt;br /&gt;below my belly. &lt;br /&gt;My bladder is wearing me out. Not sleeping well.&lt;br /&gt;All this I know is normal.&lt;br /&gt;Still very scared. I am always scared of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;My house is still in disarray but is slowly coming&lt;br /&gt;together. Today I am off. Having the carpet cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, got me some glasses yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I know pregnancy can mess with your eyes but &lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed a little something to help me&lt;br /&gt;since at school I haven't been able to read the&lt;br /&gt;board or projector very well. Now I look very&lt;br /&gt;scholarly. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Another funny things is I am obsessed with the&lt;br /&gt;smell of lavendar and can't stop eating&lt;br /&gt;crushed/shaved ice. The ice thing I heard is &lt;br /&gt;an anemic thing but the lavendar thing just blows&lt;br /&gt;my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I have noticed? People like to be&lt;br /&gt;brutally honest while you're pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;They tell ya things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yeah, your bladder will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;after child birth.  After having a baby you &lt;br /&gt;will laugh and pee on yourself"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's almost over."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more weeks in school. Don't tell me &lt;br /&gt;that! I want to finish school!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your life will never be the same"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure it won't but to me that comes out&lt;br /&gt;with a negative connotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You know when the doctor is checking you down&lt;br /&gt;'there', sometimes by messing around down 'there'&lt;br /&gt;could cause you to go into labor"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for telling me something ELSE  I need to worry about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You probably want to go on and have an episiotomy. You&lt;br /&gt;don't want to tear"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The doctor told me it was going to be a girl, and it was&lt;br /&gt;a boy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this just raises my anxiety level since the room is green and&lt;br /&gt;PINK! And all the clothes are pretty much girly clothes!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I have things with her name on it!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2087061378819735014?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2087061378819735014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2087061378819735014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2087061378819735014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2087061378819735014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5012424668718877375</id><published>2009-03-08T10:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:12:20.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrXEhHRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/M27yZ5PeMyg/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrXEhHRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/M27yZ5PeMyg/s200/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818928457489682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrGq33KI/AAAAAAAAAgo/aVIlFCcC8OI/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrGq33KI/AAAAAAAAAgo/aVIlFCcC8OI/s200/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818924054961314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrMjN6II/AAAAAAAAAgg/wYKBZKXknj8/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrMjN6II/AAAAAAAAAgg/wYKBZKXknj8/s200/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818925633464450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRq7IcEVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/b8NmZeLTvts/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRq7IcEVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/b8NmZeLTvts/s200/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818920957743442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRqkTs3gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/acsOC4O0rPQ/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRqkTs3gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/acsOC4O0rPQ/s200/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818914830966274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic #1 Me-33 weeks preggo&lt;br /&gt;Pic #2 the most adorable, delicious cupcakes from baby shower #2&lt;br /&gt;Pic #3 heart shaped trinket box I made Lily--well, I painted it a the pottery place&lt;br /&gt;Pic #4 Me and a baby shower gift for Miss Lily&lt;br /&gt;Pic #5 Me and a baby shower gift for Miss Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5012424668718877375?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5012424668718877375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5012424668718877375&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5012424668718877375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5012424668718877375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-new-pics.html' title='Some new pics'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SbPRrXEhHRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/M27yZ5PeMyg/s72-c/Baby+Shower+2+Given+by+Robin+030709+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2867521639588608296</id><published>2009-02-18T20:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:42:00.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who poked her head in.........</title><content type='html'>Hello to anyone who maybe passing by....an old reader, an old blogger&lt;br /&gt;friend. It's me. I am alive.&lt;br /&gt;I am 31 weeks now. Gettin' fatter. Have gained 20 pounds thus far.&lt;br /&gt;Am on target. Doing well but not pain free.&lt;br /&gt;I have the most uncomfortable pain in my rib cage or maybe it's just&lt;br /&gt;my ribs but it hurts all the time where all my organs are&lt;br /&gt;squooshing upwards. It hurts to sit, stand, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Part of it, I guess. Ugh. Doctor says the only remedy is&lt;br /&gt;to have the baby. Well, doc I could have told ya that!&lt;br /&gt;Geez!&lt;br /&gt;Baby's name is Lily. Don't know if have mentioned that &lt;br /&gt;before. Was too lazy to look back on previous posts (not&lt;br /&gt;that there has been very many).&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will feel like writing more now. It has been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well in your world despite the bad news that is always&lt;br /&gt;on the news. Try so hard not to listen to it since it is all so&lt;br /&gt;very depressing. I keep thinking what a time it is to bring &lt;br /&gt;a baby into the world. What all will she look forward to?&lt;br /&gt;A bad economy? So much turmoil? I hope it all turns around.&lt;br /&gt;I know all she will need is to be loved. I know I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/689/689685j0kkz6puxg.gif" width=150 height=51 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2867521639588608296?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2867521639588608296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2867521639588608296&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2867521639588608296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2867521639588608296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-who-poked-her-head-in.html' title='Look who poked her head in.........'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4074499608791646367</id><published>2009-01-20T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:47:22.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month preggo pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SXZihMVmPcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SIOY9MDdrY4/s1600-h/DSC04240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SXZihMVmPcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SIOY9MDdrY4/s200/DSC04240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293526734407613890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4074499608791646367?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4074499608791646367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4074499608791646367&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4074499608791646367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4074499608791646367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/01/6-month-preggo-pic.html' title='6 month preggo pic'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SXZihMVmPcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SIOY9MDdrY4/s72-c/DSC04240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-6527764122044011633</id><published>2009-01-03T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:53:13.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Friday we found out the sex and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1482/1482862s7ma4skt9y.gif" width=236 height=267 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6527764122044011633?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6527764122044011633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6527764122044011633&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6527764122044011633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6527764122044011633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-friday-we-found-out-sex-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3055415802552606198</id><published>2008-12-16T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:03:30.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 16</title><content type='html'>Haven't been in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Knew I would have to poke my head in sometime or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update--I am 22 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;Have only gained 5 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;Still wearing the same clothes...so far.&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling nervous, apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, too, I am becoming more accepting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lab last week for glucose test and &lt;br /&gt;it came back high. So I repeated test today.&lt;br /&gt;The test was a 3 hour test this time or really it &lt;br /&gt;was 4 hours. &lt;br /&gt;I got my blood taken to check glucose level before&lt;br /&gt;I had to drink this sugary orange drink. Results were &lt;br /&gt;normal. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to drink the sweet sugary drink and&lt;br /&gt;wait an hour. Then blood taken at the 1 hour mark&lt;br /&gt;and then 2 hour and then 3 hour. My arms are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid of having blood taken but 4 pokes&lt;br /&gt;today have left me feeling like I had been run over&lt;br /&gt;by a truck. Thank goodness I didn't have to work.&lt;br /&gt;After fasting since midnight the night before, by 2 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;when I was FINALLY done, I finally could eat and drink.&lt;br /&gt;After putting food in my body, I went down for the count.&lt;br /&gt;Who would of thought that being poked 4 times would exhaust&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope the test comes back on better note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3055415802552606198?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3055415802552606198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3055415802552606198&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/643/643238uemab5fm0u.gif" width=463 height=298 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed as a convict!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w65.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/c4cb092b.pbw" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/?action=view&amp;current=c4cb092b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4171653050201858796?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4171653050201858796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4171653050201858796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4171653050201858796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4171653050201858796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3155474997124815069</id><published>2008-10-26T10:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:01:24.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>I have always loved this song but today when I listened to it&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in along time, I cried my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcirDSqSU0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcirDSqSU0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Elton John&lt;br /&gt;Album: Made In England&lt;br /&gt;Title: Blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, you're a child in my head&lt;br /&gt;You haven't walked yet&lt;br /&gt;Your first words have yet to be said&lt;br /&gt;But i swear you'll be blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're still just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes might be green&lt;br /&gt;Or the bluest that i've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you'll be blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, you'll be blessed&lt;br /&gt;You'll have the best&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick a star from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Pull your name from a hat&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that&lt;br /&gt;You'll be blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you before i'm too old&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold&lt;br /&gt;To walk with you and watch you grow&lt;br /&gt;And know that you're blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3155474997124815069?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3155474997124815069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3155474997124815069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3155474997124815069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3155474997124815069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8231259557908306968</id><published>2008-10-08T13:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:09:53.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Had second ultrasound done today.Strong heartbeat, saw two hands, countedthe fingers on each hand, saw feet,face--which kinda looks like a little alien. LOL.Baby was moving around alot! Fidgety. (Just like me!)Told I am either 11 weeks or 12.Due date could be 4/18/09 instead of 4/23/08.Guess we will see!  Many blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8231259557908306968?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8231259557908306968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8231259557908306968&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8231259557908306968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8231259557908306968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-116518409809397751</id><published>2008-10-05T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:56:51.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uck!</title><content type='html'>Been feelin' like crap lately.&lt;br /&gt;The weekends have been spent mostly &lt;br /&gt;feeling sick and laying around.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bad day. Nothing worse&lt;br /&gt;than seeing a beautiful day outside&lt;br /&gt;your window (infact a beautiful weekend)&lt;br /&gt;and yet I feel confined to the house.&lt;br /&gt;Feel ucky. I feel sick and ugly. Feel like&lt;br /&gt;life is passing me by. I am one&lt;br /&gt;who usually doesn't sit still. &lt;br /&gt;I find ways to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;But this uckiness I am feeling&lt;br /&gt;is getting on my nerves. I have&lt;br /&gt;been sick to my stomach, my face has&lt;br /&gt;broken out, bladder infection, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Me and food are still not getting along.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing sounds appealing and everything&lt;br /&gt;seems to make me sick or doesn't sit well&lt;br /&gt;in my stomach. I have the most horrible&lt;br /&gt;acid reflux, heartburn, indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of Tums and Maalox. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! My hormones are turned upside down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's all "normal" but not normal to &lt;br /&gt;me! It's just downright depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-116518409809397751?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/116518409809397751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=116518409809397751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/116518409809397751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/116518409809397751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/10/uck.html' title='Uck!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3200402193850745123</id><published>2008-09-28T13:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:41:51.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Newman tribute</title><content type='html'>Despite the music--there is some pretty nice pics of handsome "Cool&lt;br /&gt;Hand Luke" here! RIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bW6EEoLwyN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bW6EEoLwyN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3200402193850745123?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3200402193850745123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3200402193850745123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3200402193850745123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3200402193850745123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/09/paul-newman-tribute.html' title='Paul Newman tribute'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8689745337446324032</id><published>2008-09-20T04:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:48:58.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in awhile.......I don't even know why I attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if anyone is reading. Can't imagine that I'm very&lt;br /&gt;entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;I opened another blog. Why? Seems my ever changing life&lt;br /&gt;has changed yet again. I haven't even been keeping up with&lt;br /&gt;the other blog. I lose interest so easily. Then too I get&lt;br /&gt;busy or I just don't know what to say/write. &lt;br /&gt;For those of you who may peek in, here's the news:&lt;br /&gt;I'm pregnant! Can't believe it. Can honestly say this&lt;br /&gt;was not on my agenda nor something I planned. Yes, I know&lt;br /&gt;how it happened but still can't believe it just the same.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous and clueless really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking I should just delete this blog but somehow&lt;br /&gt;I don't due to all the time, effort, tears, smiles that this&lt;br /&gt;blog has brought.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I was looking thru my blog I found this little&lt;br /&gt;ditty I wrote March 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do you want to have kids and why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I want to have kids. Heck! I'm not&lt;br /&gt;getting any younger. I am 36. I don't want to say&lt;br /&gt;no I don't want kids and then something happens&lt;br /&gt;and I get pregnant. Wouldn't that make me sound&lt;br /&gt;unexcited or ungreatful or not ready or disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;I also must mention somethings here:&lt;br /&gt;I have never really had a desire to have children&lt;br /&gt;as some women do. The whole child birth thing&lt;br /&gt;scares me to death! I mean everything. From &lt;br /&gt;carrying the child in my body for 9 months,&lt;br /&gt;to being able to be the parent I want to be,&lt;br /&gt;to raising a child in this sometimes big ole &lt;br /&gt;scary world. So much responsibility. Could&lt;br /&gt;I handle it? Would I be a good mother?&lt;br /&gt;Also, my ob/gyn told me I don't produce an&lt;br /&gt;egg normally so she would have to put me&lt;br /&gt;on fertility medicine to conceive. I don't &lt;br /&gt;like to take medicine. I try not to pop &lt;br /&gt;ibuprofen when I have a headache or when&lt;br /&gt;I'm having "womanly" discomforts. I am &lt;br /&gt;not on birth control. Have hardly taken&lt;br /&gt;birth control. Nothing is happening.&lt;br /&gt;But as I tell everyone, if it happens,&lt;br /&gt;it happens and I probably would be happy&lt;br /&gt;because God blessed me with a little life &lt;br /&gt;inside me. I just hope if that does happen&lt;br /&gt;that I would do a good job. I know I have&lt;br /&gt;alot of love to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8689745337446324032?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8689745337446324032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8689745337446324032&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8689745337446324032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8689745337446324032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/09/havent-blogged-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7190126607217313683</id><published>2008-08-18T19:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:48:52.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Profound</title><content type='html'>Whatever we focus on is bound to expand.&lt;br /&gt;Where we see the negative, we call forth more negative.&lt;br /&gt;And where we see the positive, we call forth more positive.&lt;br /&gt;Having loved and lost, I now love more passionately.&lt;br /&gt;Having won and lost, I now win more soberly.&lt;br /&gt;Having tasted the bitter, I now savor the sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marianne Williamson, founder of the Peace Alliance, born 1952)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7190126607217313683?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7190126607217313683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7190126607217313683&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7190126607217313683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7190126607217313683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/08/profound.html' title='Profound'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4130660954507976408</id><published>2008-08-16T09:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:06:48.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Regrets  Part 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have a person in my life that I am very close to and they asked my &lt;br /&gt;advice about meeting with someone they just met on the internet. They have&lt;br /&gt;had some conversations......really good, humorous, conversations and now&lt;br /&gt;they are thinking of meeting.........in a public place of course.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me, "Should I do it?" My first instinct was yes and here&lt;br /&gt;are some of the great quotes about no regrets.  I used these to inspire!&lt;br /&gt;What do you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would rather regret the things that I have done than the things that I have not".&lt;br /&gt; -Lucille Ball&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I've been thinking a lot lately about taking chances and how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it." –Scrubs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances; you just have to live life to the fullest. Laugh as much as you can, spend all your money, tell someone what they mean to you, tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, pig out, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, smile till your face hurts, don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love...&amp; most of all live in the moment cause when you look back someday knowing you have no regrets it's going to be what makes you smile."-anonymous&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and the best one yet from a show I don't watch but sometime wish I did:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying." –Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;( This subject will be continued later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4130660954507976408?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4130660954507976408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4130660954507976408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4130660954507976408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4130660954507976408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-regrets-part-1.html' title='No Regrets  Part 1'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8188336965385734730</id><published>2008-08-09T18:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:29:53.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>"We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned,&lt;br /&gt;so as to have the life that is waiting for us."&lt;br /&gt;(Edward Morgan Forster, English essayist, 1879-1970)&lt;br /&gt;I get an email each day of the thought/quote of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Today's was the one above. I really like that quote.&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;As a child I know you use to think "What am I going to&lt;br /&gt;be when I grow up?" We all had some idea. I use to think&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a teacher and then a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;I am neither. &lt;br /&gt;Did you wander what life was gonna be when you grew&lt;br /&gt;older? What kind of spouse you would have? How many &lt;br /&gt;children you wanted? Where you might live....what your&lt;br /&gt;life was gonna consist of.....what kind of car you wanted&lt;br /&gt;to drive....where would you wanted to go on vacation, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the percentage would be of those&lt;br /&gt;whose aspirations, dreams, wishes, hopes, fantasies &lt;br /&gt;actually came true? Is your life how you thought it would&lt;br /&gt;be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8188336965385734730?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8188336965385734730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8188336965385734730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8188336965385734730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8188336965385734730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/08/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7549552394279683538</id><published>2008-08-02T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:18:39.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading, TAG!&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a note if you&lt;br /&gt;are gonna take this tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in till death do us part?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;no, I believe in lust at first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date anyone you met online?&lt;br /&gt;yes, but don't get your hopes up! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date the person who posted this?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? This is the first time I have seen this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the afterlife?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you emotional?&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get along With your parents?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get along With your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food makes you want to gag?&lt;br /&gt;chicken livers, meatloaf, cheesecake, canned&lt;br /&gt;peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday? Watched the re-airing of ABC special on Randy Pausch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;yes, 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;probably my pug dogs; but I love all animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Thunderstorms?&lt;br /&gt;yes &amp; no. I'm kinda scared and kinda thrilled. My alarm is a sound machine. I awake to thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever caught a fish?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;yes, 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take walks often?&lt;br /&gt;not often enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know a 2nd language?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;yes, I love a good book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like walking in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you more outgoing or shy?&lt;br /&gt;outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you like to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;my brother, Robert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;can't say I have a favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in a car accident?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you exercise?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been swimming in a lake or river?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever driven a tractor?&lt;br /&gt;no, been pulled by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a horse?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked / Lived on a farm?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you from the country?&lt;br /&gt;no, but some may say that KY is country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone hunting?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone fishing?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on a hay ride?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camped under the stars?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep in a hay stack?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Own a pair of overalls?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever shoveled manure?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milked a cow?&lt;br /&gt;yes, a friend from college, her family had a dairy farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/heart-f-BLESSED.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Beguiling Lover Exchanging Stimulation and Sensual, Erotic Delights" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Sexy Name&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(THANX ED!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7549552394279683538?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7549552394279683538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7549552394279683538&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7549552394279683538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7549552394279683538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4579745446755387830</id><published>2008-07-05T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:40:44.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross!</title><content type='html'>Please click on the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sourtoecocktailclub.com/sourtoe.html&lt;br /&gt; 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Fun. &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to the grocery on&lt;br /&gt;the 4th of July 'round 9:15 p.m. in&lt;br /&gt;the evening? Well, I guess all the &lt;br /&gt;last minute people are there or the&lt;br /&gt;losers. I felt like a loser as &lt;br /&gt;perused the aisles. No one was&lt;br /&gt;hardly there. Except, as I said&lt;br /&gt;those last minute beer runners or&lt;br /&gt;those with no life. Me the latter.&lt;br /&gt;4th of July is my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I'm home. I can hear the &lt;br /&gt;fireworks going off as I write this.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could go out on the front&lt;br /&gt;porch and sit in the fog and watch &lt;br /&gt;the show. I feel bored. &lt;br /&gt;Usually, we, as in the hubbie and I &lt;br /&gt;go downtown in our town to look around&lt;br /&gt;at stuff. They shut off downtown on &lt;br /&gt;the 4th. All kinds come out. All kinds&lt;br /&gt;of booths of this, that and the other&lt;br /&gt;to look out. Beer, food, bands, cloggers,&lt;br /&gt;square dancers, everyone out with there&lt;br /&gt;red, white and blue. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't go this year. It was raining when&lt;br /&gt;we go this morning. Hubbie didn't seem&lt;br /&gt;very enthused. We stopped at our local pub&lt;br /&gt;about 2 p.m. and had a drink. Then went&lt;br /&gt;to a nice restaurant for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;Then to a cookout. Had a little fun &lt;br /&gt;and decided to come home around 6 something&lt;br /&gt;to let the dogs out. It started raining again.&lt;br /&gt;Thunder. Lightning. I thought we would go back&lt;br /&gt;but no. So in my buzz I laid down and watched&lt;br /&gt;who knows what. I guessed I somewhat napped.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm up and bored.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your 4th is more fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-86172336738917643?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/86172336738917643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=86172336738917643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/86172336738917643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/86172336738917643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/07/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5190477914495977040</id><published>2008-06-27T21:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:29:32.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me know your number</title><content type='html'>Birth Test &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Let me know your number.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Our Birth Date describes who we are, what we are good at, and what our inborn abilities are.  It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we are facing. To figure out your Birth Number, add all the numbers in your Birth Date together, like in the following example, until there is only one digit. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;A Birth Number does not prevent you from being anything you want to be, it will just color your choice differently and give you a little insight. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Example:  March 20, 1950 &lt;br /&gt;3 + 20 + 1950 = 1973 &lt;br /&gt;1 + 9 + 7 + 3 = 20 &lt;br /&gt;2 + 0 = 2 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Keep going until you end up with a single digit number.  2 is the Birth Number to read for the Birth Date in the example. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;#1 THE ORIGINATOR &lt;br /&gt;#2 THE PEACEMAKER &lt;br /&gt;#3 THE LIFE OF THE PARTY &lt;br /&gt;#4 THE CONSERVATIVE &lt;br /&gt;#5 THE NONCONFORMIST &lt;br /&gt;#6 TH E ROMANTIC &lt;br /&gt;#7 THE INTELLECTUAL &lt;br /&gt;#8 THE BIG SHOT &lt;br /&gt;#9 THE PERFORMER &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1 - THE ORIGINATOR - 1's are originals.  Coming up with new ideas and executing them is natural.  Having things their own way is another trait that gets them labeled as being stubborn and arrogant.  1's are extremely honest and would do well to learn some diplomacy skills. They like to take the initiative and are often leaders or bosses, as they like to be the best.  Being self-employed is definitely helpful for them.  Lessons to learn:  Others' ideas might be just as good or better; and to stay open minded. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 1's - Tom Hanks, Robert Redford, Hulk Hogan, Carol Burnett, Wynona Judd, Nancy Reagan, and Raquel Welch. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;#2 - THE PEACEMAKER - 2's are the born diplomats. They are aware of others' needs and moods and often think of others before themselves. Naturally analytical and very intuitive, they don't like to be alone. Friendship and companionship are very important and can lead them to be successful in life; but, on the other hand, they'd rather be alone than in an uncomfortable relationship. Being naturally shy, they should learn to boost their self-esteem and express themselves freely and seize the moment and not put things off.  &lt;br /&gt;Famous 2's - President Bill Clinton, Madonna, Whoopie Goldberg, Thomas Edison and Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# 3 - THE LIFE OF THE PARTY - 3's are idealists.  They are very creative, social, charming, romantic, and easygoing.  They start many things but don't always see them through.  They like others to be happy and go to great lengths to achieve it.  They are very popular and idealistic.  They should learn to see the world from a more realistic point of view.  &lt;br /&gt;Famous 3's - Alan Alda, Ann Landers, Bill Cosby, Melanie Griffith, Salvador Dali, and Jodi Foster &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# 4 - THE CONSERVATIVE - 4 's are sensible and traditional.  They like order and routine.  They only act when they fully understand what they're expected to do.  They like getting their hands dirty and working hard.  They are attracted to the outdoors and feel an affinity with nature. They are prepared to wait and can be stubborn and persistent. They should learn to be more flexible and to be nice to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 4's - Neil Diamond, Margaret Thatcher, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Tina Turner, Paul Hogan, and Oprah Winfrey &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# 5 - THE NONCONFORMIST - 5's are the explorers.  Their natural curiosity, risk taking, and enthusiasm often land them in hot water. They need diversity, and don't like to be stuck in a rut.  The whole world is their school and they see a learning possibility in every situation. The questions never stop. They are well advised to look before they take action and make sure they have all the facts before jumping to conclusions. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 5's -  Abraham Lincoln, Charlotte Bronte, Jessica Walter, Vincent      Van Gogh, Bette Midler, Helen Keller and Mark Hail. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# 6 - THE ROMANTIC - 6's are idealistic and need to feel useful to be happy.  A stro ng family connection is important to them.  Their actions influence their decisions.  They have a strong urge to take care of others and to help.  They are very loyal and make great  teachers. They like art or music. They make loyal friends who take the friendship seriously.  6's should learn to differentiate between what they can change and what they cannot. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 6's - Albert Einstein, Jane Seymour, John  Denver, Meryl Streep, Christopher Columbus, and Goldie Hawn &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;#7 - THE  INTELLECTUAL - 7's are the  searchers.  Always probing for hidden information, they find it difficult to accept things at face value. Emotions don't sway their decisions.  Questioning everything in life, they don't like to be questioned  themselves.  They're never off to a fast start, and their motto is 'slow and steady wins the race.'  They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners.  They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. They like secrets.  They live in their own world and should learn what is acceptable and what is not in the world at large. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 7's - William Shakespeare, Lucille Ball, Michael Jackson, Joan Baez, Princess Diana, and Vince Ricciardi &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# 8 - THE BIG SHOT - 8's are the problem solvers.  They are professional, blunt, and to the point, have good judgment and are decisive.  They have gra nd plans and like to live the good life.  They take charge of people. They view people objectively.  They should learn to base their decisions on their own needs rather than on what others want. &lt;br /&gt;Famous 8's - Edgar Cayce, Barbra Streisand, George Harrison, Jane Fonda, Pablo Picasso, Aretha Franklin, and Nostradamus. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;#9 - THE PERFORMER - 9's are natural entertainers.  They are very caring and generous, giving away their last dollar to help.  With their charm, they have no problem making friends and nobody is a stranger to them. They have so many different personalities that people around them have a hard time understanding them.  They are like chameleons, ever changing and blending in. They have tremendous luck, but also can suffer from extremes in fortune and mood.  To be successful, they need to build a loving foundation. Famous 9s - Albert Schweitzer, Shirley MacLaine, Harrison Ford, Jimmy Carter, and Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a 9. &lt;br /&gt;Think that is kinda cool since so was Elvis!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5190477914495977040?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5190477914495977040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5190477914495977040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5190477914495977040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5190477914495977040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-me-know-your-number.html' title='Let me know your number'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4393293855908635983</id><published>2008-06-19T21:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:47:50.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things on my mind....</title><content type='html'>Hi to anyone who may be reading this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will feel like a blogger again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if some people get married just to say they &lt;br /&gt;are married? Do some people get married becuz&lt;br /&gt;they are settling and then subconsciously hoping&lt;br /&gt;someone else 'better' comes along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. Tell people you love them.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the golden rule.&lt;br /&gt;Do onto other as you would want done unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori Spellings pug Mimi LaRue passed away.&lt;br /&gt;She was 11 years old. I'm not a big&lt;br /&gt;fan of Tori's. Nothing against her but&lt;br /&gt;I did dig her puggy poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened up my own profile on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with some chick suing Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Secret for being hurt from some metal&lt;br /&gt;piece flying off of her thong and&lt;br /&gt;hitting her in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;Come on people!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with this greedy ole world?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all those people in Iowa&lt;br /&gt;that have been devastated by Floods&lt;br /&gt;and Tornados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about going to Chicago&lt;br /&gt;for my 10th wedding anniversary in&lt;br /&gt;September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been around someone (boss) who comes to&lt;br /&gt;work and has a problem with saying&lt;br /&gt;good morning and seems so grumpy and angry?&lt;br /&gt;I hate that. Fake it! I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that this next statement may&lt;br /&gt;offend some folks but I am entitled&lt;br /&gt;to my feelings and opinions but&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 7 books from the 50% sale&lt;br /&gt;on Barnes and Noble website.&lt;br /&gt;I love Barnes and Noble!&lt;br /&gt;I am a member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been quite popular this&lt;br /&gt;summer so far. I have been invited&lt;br /&gt;almost every weekend to something&lt;br /&gt;fun. Freak out! This is not the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a new class for school.&lt;br /&gt;Business Ethics and it's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 25 it will be one year&lt;br /&gt;since I have been at my job.&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally bought the Sex and the City&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate DVD collection. I went to see&lt;br /&gt;the Movie on it's opening weekend and&lt;br /&gt;LOVED IT! I hadn't been to the movie&lt;br /&gt;theatre since 2004!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4393293855908635983?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4393293855908635983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4393293855908635983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4393293855908635983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4393293855908635983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-on-my-mind.html' title='Things on my mind....'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2485392279307143493</id><published>2008-05-31T10:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:11:48.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once a blogger.......always a blogger......I just can't creep away..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click below to see my personality. Too cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/personality_portrait.swf" FlashVars="clickstream=c7981a0b025aa043f1ca929d951ce19c" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="389" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality/feedback/c7981a0b025aa043f1ca929d951ce19c" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; width: 200px; height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;img  style="padding: 0; margin: 0;" border="0" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/bottom_links_tall_top.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="200" height="21" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality" style="padding: 0; margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;img  style="padding: 0; margin: 0;" border="0" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/bottom_links_tall_bottom.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="200" height="36" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2485392279307143493?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2485392279307143493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2485392279307143493&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2485392279307143493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2485392279307143493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/05/once-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7483807178382069936</id><published>2008-05-19T17:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:40:16.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;that I haven't really felt&lt;br /&gt;like blogging lately&lt;br /&gt;and feel it's time to &lt;br /&gt;close up shop.&lt;br /&gt;You never know I may return&lt;br /&gt;should I feel the desire.&lt;br /&gt;I may still, when time allows,&lt;br /&gt;try to check in on some of &lt;br /&gt;my fav bloggers out there.&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have lost alot of my&lt;br /&gt;audience due to my slacking in &lt;br /&gt;blogging and visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all MANY BLESSINGS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7483807178382069936?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7483807178382069936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7483807178382069936&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7483807178382069936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7483807178382069936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-from-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-325258763089340042</id><published>2008-05-06T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:02:20.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/998/998132qnn6zt3vm6.gif" width=100 height=120 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4 more days until the beach!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;Very excited. Very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1137/1137798lk8v97pu32.gif" width=100 height=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my tan.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty much packed&lt;br /&gt;since Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Got my Xanax for the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/235/235214qbicv4emvi.gif" width=100 height=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to 7 days and nights of FUN!,&lt;br /&gt;sunshine, motorcycles, laughter, happiness,&lt;br /&gt;safety, dancing, singing,and makin' of memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/508/508868ujeiba0o4r.jpg" width=600 height=450 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-325258763089340042?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/325258763089340042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=325258763089340042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/325258763089340042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/325258763089340042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach-time.html' title='Beach time'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7387717814134728583</id><published>2008-05-04T20:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:24:15.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Belles</title><content type='html'>The Kentucky Derby is such a great event for Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;I think people all over the nation and the world get&lt;br /&gt;to see that not all of Kentucky is backwoods, uneducated,&lt;br /&gt;unsophistaced, ignorant folk. We have style, we have class,&lt;br /&gt;we have beauty. The Kentucky Derby is an exciting time&lt;br /&gt;in Kentucky. The playing of our state song moves me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;The mint juleps, the beautiful displays of hats and the&lt;br /&gt;beautiful, magnificent horses that battle to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;BUT this Kentucky Derby was beyond sadness as the 2nd runner&lt;br /&gt;up Eight Belles lost her life after a hell of a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I get excited for Kentucky Derby and anytime it's&lt;br /&gt;horse racing season in my town (April and October)I also &lt;br /&gt;am so apprehensive to to watch the "ponies" for the very&lt;br /&gt;reason the beautiful filly lost her life. I can not stand&lt;br /&gt;to see an any animal, great or small, suffer. I am moved&lt;br /&gt;to tears yet again when I think of the loss and all the losses&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced as being a fan of horse racing. This &lt;br /&gt;fear and anxiety of a horse racing and then hurting itself,&lt;br /&gt;yes, is a fact of life, but also one that pains me so very&lt;br /&gt;much.  As I have gotten older and definitely more sensitive&lt;br /&gt;and emotional, I can not go to the race track despite the &lt;br /&gt;beauty, the fun I have had as I have picked a winner, and &lt;br /&gt;just the plain ole excitement that fills the air at the races.&lt;br /&gt;I did not watch the Derby yesterday. I usually do. I guess my fear&lt;br /&gt;was to much for me to bear. I chose to find something else to &lt;br /&gt;occupy my time as the rest of Kentucky watched on in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;I know that they didn't show the poor philly suffering but&lt;br /&gt;hearing what horrible thing happened to her after her amazing&lt;br /&gt;race, just tore me to pieces. I was destroyed. I fought back&lt;br /&gt;tears but they still came. It ruined my day.  Just another reason&lt;br /&gt;why I don't find myself liking horse racing.  I want a horse to &lt;br /&gt;be ridden out in a field and I know a thoroughbred is bred&lt;br /&gt;to run but it still kills my soul.  My heart is still hurting&lt;br /&gt;for that beautiful horse and all those horses that have suffered&lt;br /&gt;just so people can make alot of money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7387717814134728583?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7387717814134728583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7387717814134728583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7387717814134728583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7387717814134728583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/05/eight-belles.html' title='Eight Belles'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7578327875215336273</id><published>2008-05-03T09:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:28:04.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/219/219559tr27jbv5lm.gif" width=116 height=57 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Derby time!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7578327875215336273?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7578327875215336273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7578327875215336273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7578327875215336273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7578327875215336273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-derby-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7875454810995020388</id><published>2008-04-28T21:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:48:40.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBZ5D458-_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/as0hMdRIbe0/s1600-h/rosary9ot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBZ5D458-_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/as0hMdRIbe0/s200/rosary9ot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194472327940471794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed the rosary tonight.&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I don't do &lt;br /&gt;it more often.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight as I said the rosary&lt;br /&gt;I dedicated it to a couple I know.&lt;br /&gt;A couple that means so much to my life.&lt;br /&gt;A couple that is going thru so much.&lt;br /&gt;Never would I have dreamt what is&lt;br /&gt;happening between them.&lt;br /&gt;I feel such a mixture of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, anger, fear, disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;helplessness, shock. &lt;br /&gt;The rosary was for them.&lt;br /&gt;How I love them both so very much&lt;br /&gt;and how so badly I wish, I PRAY,&lt;br /&gt;that I could take back time&lt;br /&gt;and take back stupid, ignorant &lt;br /&gt;mistakes. Or better yet very bad&lt;br /&gt;choices.  &lt;br /&gt;But I can't and so I sit on the sidelines&lt;br /&gt;with a hurting heart and I pray.&lt;br /&gt;I sit on the sidelines knowing that no &lt;br /&gt;matter how I feel, what they are feeling&lt;br /&gt;is so much more, so much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are&lt;br /&gt;crushed in spirit. A righteous man may have many troubles,&lt;br /&gt;but the Lord delivers&lt;br /&gt;him from them all" (Psalm 34:18-22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7875454810995020388?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7875454810995020388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7875454810995020388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7875454810995020388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7875454810995020388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-prayed-rosary-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBZ5D458-_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/as0hMdRIbe0/s72-c/rosary9ot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8056442216295096872</id><published>2008-04-27T20:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:54:38.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My cross to bare</title><content type='html'>We all have our Crosses to bear” is such a common statement when we have challenges to face in our lives.  Some Crosses are small and are just a little trial we have to endure and some are enormous. Sometimes we are challenged far beyond what we believe we can handle.  One of Webster’s Dictionary’s definitions of Cross is “Any affliction that causes great suffering”, and it goes on to speak about Christian usage and that it involves bearing this Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see our Crosses as a tool or instrument to help us focus on what is the goal in our life then they are more than destructive but constructive in our lives. Any race, challenge, fortitude, conviction and resolution  are tools that assist us greatly.   Often times in life we feel alone and overwhelmed; ready to give up, ready to turn numb, and then if we only turn our eyes towards Christ everything changes.  These tools clarify our quest for our life with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ suffered on the Cross, and by doing so; we are never again alone in anything we suffer; in any Cross we would bear.  &lt;strong&gt;When the Cross on our backs gets heavy enough to break us, we can look to Christ and He helps us bear it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(http://www.holytrinitymaine.org/index_files/Page1038.htm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new tatoo----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBUfRI58--I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S8Oa3g_opUc/s1600-h/New+tatoo+04262008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBUfRI58--I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S8Oa3g_opUc/s200/New+tatoo+04262008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194092124550527970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8056442216295096872?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8056442216295096872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8056442216295096872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8056442216295096872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8056442216295096872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-cross-to-bare.html' title='My cross to bare'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SBUfRI58--I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/S8Oa3g_opUc/s72-c/New+tatoo+04262008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3829682460405264112</id><published>2008-04-18T07:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:45:21.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what woke me up at 5:37 a.m.???&lt;br /&gt;Earthquake!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't experienced an earthquake since&lt;br /&gt;I was about 9 years old.&lt;br /&gt;What a trip!&lt;br /&gt;The epicenter was near Olney, Illinois.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the whole house trembling.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought I was dreaming&lt;br /&gt;and then I realized I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't scared. But now that &lt;br /&gt;reality has set in......Wow!&lt;br /&gt;5.4 on Richter scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****UPDATE****&lt;br /&gt;CNN) -- People nearly 900 miles away felt a magnitude-5.2 earthquake that shook southern Illinois early Friday, according to the U.S. Geological Survey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubble lies in the street Friday in Louisville, Kentucky, after part of a cornice fell off a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no immediate reports of major damage after the predawn quake, which struck at 4:36 a.m. (5:36 a.m. ET).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some minor damage was seen in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mount Carmel, Illinois, a porch collapsed, briefly trapping a woman in her home, The Associated Press reported. She wasn't hurt and was freed quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debris fell on a sidewalk and shattered in Louisville, Kentucky, after part of a cornice fell off a brick building, according to footage from the city's CNN affiliate WHAS-TV.  Watch as the quake sends bricks tumbling »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epicenter of the earthquake -- the strongest in the region in 40 years -- was about seven miles below ground and 38 miles north-northwest of Evansville, Indiana, the USGS said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 10,000 people had sent reports of shaking to the USGS Web site by 9 a.m. ET. &lt;br /&gt;(I WAS ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3829682460405264112?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3829682460405264112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3829682460405264112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3829682460405264112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3829682460405264112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-what-woke-me-up-at-538.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3941359273398829873</id><published>2008-04-15T20:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:40:50.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SAVK1V3V0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/bju8qeOaorY/s1600-h/pope_benedict_xvi_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SAVK1V3V0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/bju8qeOaorY/s400/pope_benedict_xvi_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189636425877147730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 15: Arrives in Washington, D.C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 16: On the pope's 81st birthday, he'll get an official welcome with President Bush at the White House in the morning. And, he'll meet with U.S. bishops at the Shrine of the Immaculate Conception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; April 17: He'll have a mass at Nationals Stadium and meet with Catholic University of America presidents and diocesan heads of education from around the USA. Inter-religious event at the John Paul II Cultural Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 18: On his third anniversary of his election as pope, he'll arrive in New York, address the United Nations, and speak at ecumenical event at a local parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 19: Mass with priests, deacons, and members of religious orders at St. Patrick's Cathedral. Rally with seminarians and thousands of youth at St. Joseph Seminary in Yonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 20: Visit to Ground Zero. Mass at Yankee Stadium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things You Didn't Know About Pope Benedict XVI&lt;br /&gt;By Bobbie Kyle Sauer US NEWS &amp; WORLD REPORTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The future Pope Benedict XVI, Joseph Ratzinger, was born in Marktl am Inn, a Bavarian village, on April 16, 1927. The pope was born on Holy Saturday and was baptized that same day. He is one of Josef and Maria Ratzinger's three children. The pope has a brother, Georg. His sister, Maria, is deceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When the pope was 5, he met a cardinal visiting his town. According to his brother, the young boy came home that day and told his father that he wanted to be a cardinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) After the pope's father retired in 1937, the Ratzingers moved to Traunstein, a town in Bavaria. The pope spent a majority of his childhood in Traunstein, where the family lived in a farmhouse built in the 18th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Growing up, the pope wasn't interested in sports but loved music and reading. He took piano lessons as a child and still plays today. The pope enjoys playing Mozart and Bach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Along with Jay-Z, David Beckham, and Barack Obama, Pope Benedict XVI was named by Esquire magazine in 2007 as one of the best-dressed men in the world. The magazine named him "Accessorizer of the Year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Vatican Radio gave the pope an iPod nano in 2006 when the radio station celebrated its 75th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The German Army drafted Ratzinger in 1943, but, because of an infected finger, he never learned to shoot. He deserted the Army near the end of the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Ratzinger entered the seminary at age 12. His studies were put on hold when he was drafted, but he continued them after the war. On June 29, 1951, he was ordained on the same day his brother was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The pope has been seen wearing red loafers. Some speculated that the shoes were Prada; others say they were made by the pope's own cobbler. He has also been photographed wearing Serengeti sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The Marktl Am Inn house where the pope was born is open to the public. It features exhibits about the pope and his family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3941359273398829873?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3941359273398829873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3941359273398829873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3941359273398829873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3941359273398829873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/hes-arrived.html' title='He&apos;s Arrived!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/SAVK1V3V0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/bju8qeOaorY/s72-c/pope_benedict_xvi_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-905954875174296947</id><published>2008-04-12T19:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:00:53.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/788/788281oodjavkpl4.jpg" width=300 height=300 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I am a bit bored and a bit lazy &lt;br /&gt;I decided to Google &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to do when bored?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what one suggestion was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Creating and maintaining a blog is good to do if you are bored."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-905954875174296947?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/905954875174296947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=905954875174296947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/905954875174296947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/905954875174296947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-so-i-am-bit-bored-and-bit-lazy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4298512612042930634</id><published>2008-04-10T22:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:37:58.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Lecture-Randy Pausch</title><content type='html'>From the dictionary INSPIRATION&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: in·spi·ra·tion&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: \ˌin(t)-spə-ˈrā-shən, -(ˌ)spi-\&lt;br /&gt;Function: noun&lt;br /&gt;Date: 14th century&lt;br /&gt;1 a: a divine influence or action on a person believed to qualify him or her to receive and communicate sacred revelation b: the action or power of moving the intellect or emotions c: the act of influencing or suggesting opinions&lt;br /&gt;2: the act of drawing in; specifically : the drawing of air into the lungs&lt;br /&gt;3 a: the quality or state of being inspired b: something that is inspired&lt;br /&gt;4: an inspiring agent or influence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5: Randy Pausch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="151" height="220" id="LL" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://hyperionbooks.com/widget/swf/widget_LL.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://hyperionbooks.com/widget/swf/widget_LL.swf" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="151" height="220" name="LL" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4298512612042930634?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4298512612042930634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4298512612042930634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4298512612042930634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4298512612042930634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-dictionary-inspiration-main-entry.html' title='The Last Lecture-Randy Pausch'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5399236167967282512</id><published>2008-04-08T19:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:13:20.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;73%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;80%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;20%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;40%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;40%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;20%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;80%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;80%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/indie.html" target="_blank"&gt;Indie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;40%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality test&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stability results were low which suggests you are very worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly organized, reliable, neat, and hard working at the expense of flexibility, efficiency, spontaneity, and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion results were high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5399236167967282512?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5399236167967282512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5399236167967282512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5399236167967282512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5399236167967282512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8017711000542053554</id><published>2008-04-08T18:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:59:01.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh.......that's better.......</title><content type='html'>I smelled the scent of freshly cut grass today.&lt;br /&gt;I had my windows rolled down, the sunroof open.&lt;br /&gt;Hello sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;It has been awesome here for the last three days.&lt;br /&gt;I actually put on shorts. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday I sat on a patio at a local Mexican &lt;br /&gt;restaurant and drank a couple margaritas.&lt;br /&gt;I basked in the sun. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the opening day of our&lt;br /&gt;local semi-pro baseball team. What a perfect&lt;br /&gt;day for opening day!&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been waking to the cheerful&lt;br /&gt;chirping of the birds outside.&lt;br /&gt;(It may be cheerful sounding but tho it's&lt;br /&gt;a sweet sound it doesn't help me to be a nice&lt;br /&gt;person as I awaken too early!!)&lt;br /&gt;The grass is green. Dandelions are poking up to&lt;br /&gt;manys dismay.&lt;br /&gt;Trees are blooming. Spring has sprung. &lt;br /&gt;I feel a bounce in my step despite all &lt;br /&gt;the rain we just came out of and will soon&lt;br /&gt;return.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to say it again...I want to live&lt;br /&gt;where it is late spring and summer year round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's spring fever.  That is what the name of it is.&lt;br /&gt; And when you've got it, you want&lt;br /&gt;- oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want,&lt;br /&gt; but it just fairly makes your heart ache,&lt;br /&gt; you want it so!"  ~Mark Twain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8017711000542053554?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8017711000542053554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8017711000542053554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8017711000542053554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8017711000542053554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahhhhthats-better.html' title='Ahhhh.......that&apos;s better.......'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1314049738998125311</id><published>2008-04-08T13:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:29:54.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All life is beautiful. All humans are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Only behavior makes one ugly." &lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey C. Keene II&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1314049738998125311?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1314049738998125311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1314049738998125311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1314049738998125311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1314049738998125311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-life-is-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5065014057615901621</id><published>2008-04-07T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:39:24.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;!-- 2.96 / 4.61 --&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="240"bgcolor="#e7e4e4"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Main Type&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall Self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/sospsx.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.similarminds.com"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee"border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Enneagram Test Results &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 1 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 2&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Helpfulness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;74%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 3&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Image Focus&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 58%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 4&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 78%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 5&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Detachment&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 34%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 6&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Anxiety&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 66%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 7&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Adventurousness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 8&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Aggressiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 9&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Calmness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 34%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; Your main type is &lt;b&gt; 4&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt; Your variant is &lt;b&gt; social&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt; Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&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/30733527-5065014057615901621?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5065014057615901621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5065014057615901621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5065014057615901621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5065014057615901621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/04/main-type-overall-self-take-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7208547229246174483</id><published>2008-03-31T18:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:14:27.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/382/382847iklbidn0oq.gif width=142 height=195 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am at work today and &lt;br /&gt;a patient came into our office that&lt;br /&gt;I use to see at the old job.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty normal. I see&lt;br /&gt;alot of old patients switching&lt;br /&gt;doctors.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is I knew this patient's wife.&lt;br /&gt;I had talked to her alot in the past&lt;br /&gt;at the old place.&lt;br /&gt;We got to chattin' again.&lt;br /&gt;She's in her late 50's, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I remember we share the same date&lt;br /&gt;of birth. Not year, of course.&lt;br /&gt;In the past I use to have my hair &lt;br /&gt;short and she had made a comment to &lt;br /&gt;me back then that it made me look older.&lt;br /&gt;As time has passed I grew my hair back &lt;br /&gt;out. Not becuz of her comment but becuz&lt;br /&gt;I always change my hair and I got tired of&lt;br /&gt;it being so short. &lt;br /&gt;Today she asks me how old I was now.&lt;br /&gt;I ask her to guess.&lt;br /&gt;She guess's that I am in my 40's.&lt;br /&gt;Which I am not.&lt;br /&gt;I am 37.&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta love days like this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7208547229246174483?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7208547229246174483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7208547229246174483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7208547229246174483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7208547229246174483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-i-am-at-work-today-and-patient-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-519623053968747566</id><published>2008-03-27T21:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:51:45.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And yet another quote that touched me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My will shall shape the future. Whether I fail or succeed shall be no man's doing but my own. I am the force; I can clear any obstacle before me or I can be lost in the maze. My choice; my responsibility; win or lose, only I hold the key to my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;--Rick McCharles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(one day I will feel like sharing my own&lt;br /&gt;words....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-519623053968747566?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/519623053968747566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=519623053968747566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/519623053968747566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/519623053968747566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-yet-another-quote-that-touched-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3303601020390951798</id><published>2008-03-26T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:23:44.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He is listening</title><content type='html'>For Miss Dialup Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Do I Know if God is Listening to Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people believe in God and pray to Him and still wonder if God is listening. If we really believe that God desires a personal and intimate relationship with us it follows that He indeed does listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the question is not so much is God listening, but am I being ignored? Again, it seems impossible that an all-loving God would ignore us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings us to confront what may be the toughest thing to come to grips with. Maybe, just maybe, God has listened and replied, but in our spiritual blindness we are not hearing the answer. This blindness can be caused by resentment, fear, selfishness, too infrequent or inconsistent prayer or simply a failure to be aware of our surroundings. God moves through all of His creation and His signs are everywhere. Our discernment is faulty if limited to our human capacity. The indwelling of the Holy Spirit, however, allows us to “hear” in ways that are spiritual. The Holy Spirit is the giver of Truth. The Spirit’s message can be communicated through others, in your heart and always in the Word (Bible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like God isn’t listening and is failing to answer your prayers you might need to take a hard look at what you are praying about. Is what you are asking self-motivated, or are you praying for God to act in your best interest? Sometimes God does not grant our request because it is not the best thing for us (despite our opinion at the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time that you wonder if God is listening you might turn your attention to someone in need. Be a comfort and a helper. See Christ in those less fortunate. I’m convinced that many blessings flow when we do this. You can be an instrument of God’s grace to others and they will surely know that God is listening. And, so will you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3303601020390951798?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3303601020390951798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3303601020390951798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3303601020390951798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3303601020390951798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-is-listening.html' title='He is listening'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5538192336837807314</id><published>2008-03-25T18:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:47:12.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi all!</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been around much.&lt;br /&gt;It's not as tho I have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;my blogger friends becuz I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I just have just not&lt;br /&gt;been in true blogger spirit and&lt;br /&gt;have been concentrating on so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned before, I feel my&lt;br /&gt;faith ebbs and flows. Right now I feel&lt;br /&gt;as if I'm on a high and feel "right" or&lt;br /&gt;really "close" or maybe I could say &lt;br /&gt;on a better path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was going to work &lt;br /&gt;and listening to the Catholic radio &lt;br /&gt;station, I heard a little inspirational&lt;br /&gt;story that brought tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, I don't need to &lt;br /&gt;go ruining my makeup before I ever get&lt;br /&gt;to work! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post the story here and see&lt;br /&gt;if maybe it will touch someone else too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Of The Scars &lt;br /&gt;Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ranout the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as  &lt;br /&gt;loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and  &lt;br /&gt;made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs.  &lt;br /&gt;That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. &lt;br /&gt;A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. &lt;br /&gt;Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and, on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.  &lt;br /&gt;The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he &lt;br /&gt;would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go." &lt;br /&gt;You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, or anything quite so dramatic. But the scars of a painful past, some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. &lt;br /&gt;The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provided for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waitinng to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very grateful. &lt;br /&gt;He did not and will not let you go. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Author Unknowne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5538192336837807314?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5538192336837807314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5538192336837807314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5538192336837807314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5538192336837807314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-all.html' title='Hi all!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4786715193130809859</id><published>2008-03-23T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:35:17.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/221/221952glc27y2mhm.gif width=225 height=316 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4786715193130809859?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4786715193130809859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4786715193130809859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4786715193130809859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4786715193130809859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5337677948231406188</id><published>2008-03-15T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T19:45:08.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. To dig for treasures shows not only impatience and greed, but lack of faith. Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach--waiting for a gift from the sea. &lt;br /&gt;-- Anne Morrow Lindberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5337677948231406188?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5337677948231406188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5337677948231406188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5337677948231406188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5337677948231406188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/sea-does-not-reward-those-who-are-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4163105561031035920</id><published>2008-03-11T08:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T08:41:10.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R9Z92R2_8qI/AAAAAAAAAUA/80YGv-2Xmd0/s1600-h/fini_diamond_TGem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R9Z92R2_8qI/AAAAAAAAAUA/80YGv-2Xmd0/s400/fini_diamond_TGem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176463193169457826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor a man perfected without trials. &lt;br /&gt;                             --Chinese Proverb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4163105561031035920?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4163105561031035920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4163105561031035920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4163105561031035920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4163105561031035920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/gem-is-not-polished-without-rubbing-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R9Z92R2_8qI/AAAAAAAAAUA/80YGv-2Xmd0/s72-c/fini_diamond_TGem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-6328296373620434225</id><published>2008-03-08T07:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T07:01:12.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out that the things that hurt us the most can   &lt;br /&gt;become the fuel and the catalyst that propel us toward   &lt;br /&gt;our destiny. It will either make you bitter or it will   &lt;br /&gt;make you better.   &lt;br /&gt;-- T.D. Jakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6328296373620434225?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6328296373620434225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6328296373620434225&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6328296373620434225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6328296373620434225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-found-out-that-things-that-hurt-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5755589837252588328</id><published>2008-02-25T21:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:37:39.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R8N6ATCeKrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RwQye5ve-NM/s1600-h/l+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R8N6ATCeKrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RwQye5ve-NM/s400/l+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171110942680689330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;This is my little Jerusalem Stone.&lt;br /&gt;Quarried, obviously, in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;It is a little keepsake that I have&lt;br /&gt;on my desk at home.&lt;br /&gt;I like what it says&lt;br /&gt;"Let go, Let God".&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could really let go&lt;br /&gt;and Let God.&lt;br /&gt;That has definitely been my problem.&lt;br /&gt;Things, for the moment, are looking&lt;br /&gt;better. I keep telling myself what is&lt;br /&gt;the use in worrying? I am only hurting&lt;br /&gt;myself. Of course, it easier to say that&lt;br /&gt;when I am not worrying as I was.&lt;br /&gt;I got to keep the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every tomorrow has two handles.&lt;br /&gt;We can take hold of it by the handle of anxiety,&lt;br /&gt;or by the handle of faith."&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5755589837252588328?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5755589837252588328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5755589837252588328&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5755589837252588328'/><link rel='self' 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I interupt this depressing blog&lt;br /&gt;of mine to post a picture of my beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Valentine flowers and me smiling!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ladies and gentleman, I can still&lt;br /&gt;conjure up a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, thanx for listening&lt;br /&gt;and your words of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it more than you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R7xXzTCeKqI/AAAAAAAAATw/dVxDg0zi2lY/s1600-h/Flowers+and+fun+21508+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R7xXzTCeKqI/AAAAAAAAATw/dVxDg0zi2lY/s320/Flowers+and+fun+21508+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169103011110070946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6280883377493986139?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6280883377493986139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6280883377493986139&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6280883377493986139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6280883377493986139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/interuption.html' title='Interuption'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R7xXzTCeKqI/AAAAAAAAATw/dVxDg0zi2lY/s72-c/Flowers+and+fun+21508+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2075773878002139689</id><published>2008-02-18T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:59:04.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/555/555777qcol27ih12.gif width=300 height=225 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains,&lt;br /&gt;it freakin' poors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to wallow in pity.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems that I am going&lt;br /&gt;thru a bad spell right now.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I want to cuss.&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should throw something.&lt;br /&gt;Unfair.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;None the above helps.&lt;br /&gt;My bad mood continues.&lt;br /&gt;My bad luck is not breaking.&lt;br /&gt;I try to think about good,&lt;br /&gt;positive happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;but then BOOM! something&lt;br /&gt;more shittier happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is shittier a word?&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;There I laughed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2075773878002139689?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2075773878002139689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2075773878002139689&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2075773878002139689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2075773878002139689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-it-rains-it-freakin-poors-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8821703397314792207</id><published>2008-02-17T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:04:14.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vomit</title><content type='html'>still feeling quite crappy&lt;br /&gt;full of anxiety&lt;br /&gt;full of dread&lt;br /&gt;second guessing myself&lt;br /&gt;questioning everything&lt;br /&gt;I feel stressed......still&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to shake this &lt;br /&gt;and I hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be joyous, happy,&lt;br /&gt;inspired Blessed&lt;br /&gt;not the paranoid, freaked out&lt;br /&gt;girl that I am right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overwhelmed &lt;br /&gt;I am scared&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself losing faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of thinking&lt;br /&gt;and WORRYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8821703397314792207?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8821703397314792207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8821703397314792207&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8821703397314792207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8821703397314792207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/vomit.html' title='vomit'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-6605295707224918544</id><published>2008-02-10T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:18:33.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Bob and Nancy/A Dog's Purpose</title><content type='html'>FOR BOB and NANCY and those who&lt;br /&gt;have lost a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-book.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/878/878543ck8aqhtq91.gif width=200 height=81 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dog's Purpose, (from a 6-year-old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish &lt;br /&gt;Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their &lt;br /&gt;little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were &lt;br /&gt;hoping for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we&lt;br /&gt;couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia&lt;br /&gt;procedure for the old dog in their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be &lt;br /&gt;good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as &lt;br /&gt;though Shane might learn something from the experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family&lt;br /&gt;surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last &lt;br /&gt;time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few &lt;br /&gt;minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any &lt;br /&gt;difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's &lt;br /&gt;death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter &lt;br /&gt;than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I &lt;br /&gt;know why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned &lt;br /&gt;me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life&lt;br /&gt;-- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The&lt;br /&gt;six-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they&lt;br /&gt;don't have to stay as long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure &lt;br /&gt;ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Take naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stretch before rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Run, romp, and play daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Thrive on attention and let people touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle &lt;br /&gt;them gently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6605295707224918544?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6605295707224918544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6605295707224918544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6605295707224918544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6605295707224918544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-bob-and-nancya-dogs-purpose.html' title='For Bob and Nancy/A Dog&apos;s Purpose'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2301461497300303667</id><published>2008-02-06T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:21:40.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More b#tching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-message.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/297/297377hm8oz6ht2s.gif width=150 height=107 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I seem to not be myself.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel that I have been.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the stress started coming out on&lt;br /&gt;my blog on my 1/15/08 post.&lt;br /&gt;I know I must sound like a broken record.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to shake this frustration.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the nice graphic to begin this post!&lt;br /&gt;Surely, the stress is gonna ease, or better&lt;br /&gt;yet cease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key factors to my stress right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They hired someone in my office&lt;br /&gt;that I use to work with at my old job.&lt;br /&gt;I have issues with this person. This &lt;br /&gt;person also has brought back bad memories &lt;br /&gt;of what I got away from. It's like a wound&lt;br /&gt;re-opened. The scab just scraped back open&lt;br /&gt;and left to heal again once the oozing stops.&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, I should take the time to write&lt;br /&gt;a whole blog post on my issues with this person&lt;br /&gt;just to get your opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This class I was in and happily &lt;br /&gt;ended tonight, had an excessive workload/&lt;br /&gt;assignments. For a few moments I contemplated&lt;br /&gt;what have I got myself into? The facilatator&lt;br /&gt;did not help this situation. &lt;br /&gt;Even tho this class officially ended tonight&lt;br /&gt;I still have one assignment due to turn in&lt;br /&gt;by Friday and I am very confused on how to do&lt;br /&gt;it correctly AND I do not know where I stand&lt;br /&gt;in this class since I was doing poorly on &lt;br /&gt;the quizzes. The teacher only gave us one &lt;br /&gt;assignment back (which I will admit I failed)&lt;br /&gt;in all the numerous assignments!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Their is an issue within my famiily&lt;br /&gt;that I don't feel like divulging that&lt;br /&gt;has just broke my heart to pieces. I &lt;br /&gt;am hurting so badly for these family &lt;br /&gt;members. When I think about the &lt;br /&gt;situation I understand and then I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line I am hurting for them and&lt;br /&gt;feel so helpless to them. I want to help&lt;br /&gt;but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I am going to this conference on&lt;br /&gt;Saturday in another town about an hour&lt;br /&gt;away. I don't know this town. I am&lt;br /&gt;nervous about the topic. I have to &lt;br /&gt;be on my "A" game and be very attentive&lt;br /&gt;to the subject. I want this to reflect&lt;br /&gt;on me positively in my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;You know, be a team player, lookin' out&lt;br /&gt;for the company, knowledgeable, but&lt;br /&gt;I am so freakin' tired and I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;miss my neices's b-day party!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Best part of all, I am taking off&lt;br /&gt;some of the burden by going up on&lt;br /&gt;Friday night so I won't have to &lt;br /&gt;get up before the crack of dawn to drive&lt;br /&gt;to someplace I don't know but guess&lt;br /&gt;who I am splitting the cost and sharing&lt;br /&gt;the room with??????&lt;br /&gt;Yep, the person mentioned in #1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2301461497300303667?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2301461497300303667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2301461497300303667&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2301461497300303667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2301461497300303667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-btching.html' title='More b#tching'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7003331547376945447</id><published>2008-02-04T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:26:07.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you get the picture???????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVu2vw46I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X0juze2odB8/s1600-h/frazzled+female.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVu2vw46I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X0juze2odB8/s200/frazzled+female.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163330498750112674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVvGvw47I/AAAAAAAAATY/vtOT56rwcNU/s1600-h/Punch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVvGvw47I/AAAAAAAAATY/vtOT56rwcNU/s200/Punch.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163330503045079986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVvWvw48I/AAAAAAAAATg/uov0xAHBjQ4/s1600-h/bang+head+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVvWvw48I/AAAAAAAAATg/uov0xAHBjQ4/s200/bang+head+here.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163330507340047298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-vibes.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/638/638720rrvchyl9et.jpg width=114 height=160 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIGvw42I/AAAAAAAAASw/7beVCBctFb4/s1600-h/frazzled2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIGvw42I/AAAAAAAAASw/7beVCBctFb4/s200/frazzled2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163329833030181730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIGvw43I/AAAAAAAAAS4/jdPlyeo-RO8/s1600-h/straight-jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIGvw43I/AAAAAAAAAS4/jdPlyeo-RO8/s200/straight-jacket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163329833030181746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIWvw44I/AAAAAAAAATA/xhtUOyTuC58/s1600-h/scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVIWvw44I/AAAAAAAAATA/xhtUOyTuC58/s200/scream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163329837325149058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVImvw45I/AAAAAAAAATI/bIBmSO6qwF8/s1600-h/who+am+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVImvw45I/AAAAAAAAATI/bIBmSO6qwF8/s200/who+am+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163329841620116370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fW2Gvw49I/AAAAAAAAATo/6igRw2iNEhM/s1600-h/overwhelmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fW2Gvw49I/AAAAAAAAATo/6igRw2iNEhM/s200/overwhelmed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163331722815792082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7003331547376945447?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7003331547376945447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7003331547376945447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7003331547376945447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7003331547376945447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/can-you-get-picture.html' title='Can you get the picture???????'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6fVu2vw46I/AAAAAAAAATQ/X0juze2odB8/s72-c/frazzled+female.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2452939537920995357</id><published>2008-02-04T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T07:35:47.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl Champs!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6cGeGvw40I/AAAAAAAAASg/Ez1HrWVQ_5g/s1600-h/Giants.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6cGeGvw40I/AAAAAAAAASg/Ez1HrWVQ_5g/s200/Giants.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163102612080354114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underdog prevailed!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Very happy about this!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2452939537920995357?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2452939537920995357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2452939537920995357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2452939537920995357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2452939537920995357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/superbowl-champs.html' title='Superbowl Champs!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R6cGeGvw40I/AAAAAAAAASg/Ez1HrWVQ_5g/s72-c/Giants.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3795426907224090383</id><published>2008-02-03T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:50:39.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart is broken.&lt;br /&gt;Tears fill my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;My mind can't get over this.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is sick.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts rack my brain.&lt;br /&gt;My head aches.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so helpless&lt;br /&gt;I feel there is nothing really&lt;br /&gt;I can physically do.&lt;br /&gt;I pray, I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;All these questions, images, &lt;br /&gt;and tangled thoughts wrestle&lt;br /&gt;in my brain. I try to think&lt;br /&gt;of other things but my mind&lt;br /&gt;just races back to those &lt;br /&gt;thoughts again. I feel as if&lt;br /&gt;I could explode. I feel myself&lt;br /&gt;gritting my teeth and if I can't &lt;br /&gt;seem to get enough air.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I have been punched&lt;br /&gt;in the gut and my heart has&lt;br /&gt;been torn from my body. I feel&lt;br /&gt;like throwing up as if that will&lt;br /&gt;purge this awfulness from my body.&lt;br /&gt;I am not in shock just &lt;br /&gt;disbelief. I am so disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;angry, sick, depressed, disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;distressed and sad. &lt;br /&gt;This whole terrible thing just&lt;br /&gt;consumes me. I try to sleep, finally &lt;br /&gt;my mind so tired lets go only &lt;br /&gt;to wake in a panic, no it's not&lt;br /&gt;a bad dream it's reality.&lt;br /&gt;This is not something that is happening&lt;br /&gt;directly to me, even though it is&lt;br /&gt;hurting me. Can't imagine all the &lt;br /&gt;emotions this is directly effecting those&lt;br /&gt;who are really suffering through this.&lt;br /&gt;However, this is me feeling &lt;br /&gt;the pain, devastation, disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;shock, anger, and utter sadness of&lt;br /&gt;people I am close to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this to be happening. &lt;br /&gt;I want to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;I want decisions to not have been made.&lt;br /&gt;It as though maybe because of me feeling this way,&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe I can take some of &lt;br /&gt;their pain away. &lt;br /&gt;I pray with every ounce of my being it can get better.&lt;br /&gt;I still have hope.&lt;br /&gt;I will never give up believing that real love&lt;br /&gt;can conquer all. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't erase the hurt, scars will remain,&lt;br /&gt;but this love will hopefully carry them thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjC9k7U0Wzc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjC9k7U0Wzc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank "The Reason"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a resaon for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3795426907224090383?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3795426907224090383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3795426907224090383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3795426907224090383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3795426907224090383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-heart-is-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-430980996951254797</id><published>2008-01-28T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:33:19.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-message.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/312/312927k1ej9gd184.jpg width=124 height=130 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say I am in a bit of a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;So if you would kindly give me your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;You see I am supposed to go to Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;in May. Biker's Week. I went last year.&lt;br /&gt;This year it is even more expensive since&lt;br /&gt;the room that is already booked/reserved is bigger, better.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us 3 will have our own room and &lt;br /&gt;bathroom. I have to come up with the money for &lt;br /&gt;my part of the room by the beginning of March.&lt;br /&gt;My part of the room is like $466 for 8 nights, &lt;br /&gt;I think, which is a good deal! But it's almost twice&lt;br /&gt;of what I paid last year. We haven't booked&lt;br /&gt;our flight yet. Everything that I have seen so&lt;br /&gt;far in airline prices (flying from our local airport)&lt;br /&gt;is sooooo expensive, even with the $100 voucher&lt;br /&gt;we got last year from&lt;br /&gt;missing a connecting flight home.&lt;br /&gt;I have found a flight cheaper in another city&lt;br /&gt;that isn't that far. But then who do we get to &lt;br /&gt;drive us to that airport? Now that's not the dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about the huge expensive of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I have to have spending money, you know. Food, drinks,&lt;br /&gt;souveneirs. I am not going away on vacation to be&lt;br /&gt;totally cheap!!! I keep thinking that I could&lt;br /&gt;be doing so much with this money that I &lt;br /&gt;would be spending for my excursion. Things like&lt;br /&gt;pay down my credit card. Or the possibility of&lt;br /&gt;buying a new living room furniture which we&lt;br /&gt;really need. I also keep thinking about that the people I &lt;br /&gt;am to go with are the same 2 I went with last &lt;br /&gt;year. I guess you could say they are a bit &lt;br /&gt;wilder than me and single. They both have interests&lt;br /&gt;in some guys that they met last year and who they&lt;br /&gt;have been keeping in contact with. I have this &lt;br /&gt;feeling that they are going to want to spend alot &lt;br /&gt;of time with these guys. Which I don't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;So that leaves me to do what? Hang out by myself?&lt;br /&gt;I do have friends that I know there but I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;like being a burden on them the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;And then they are gonna want to do the biker thing&lt;br /&gt;too while they are there. You know like tinkering&lt;br /&gt;with there bikes, showing off their bikes and &lt;br /&gt;having guy time. There will be times that&lt;br /&gt;I know I will have to entertain myself and that&lt;br /&gt;is fine. I know how to entertain myself and&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem walking somewhere. But who really&lt;br /&gt;wants to go on vacation with 2 other people&lt;br /&gt;to be by themself? Not that I think they are not&lt;br /&gt;gonna have anything to do with me the whole time&lt;br /&gt;we are there. However, the 2's company, 3's a crowd&lt;br /&gt;saying does keep popping in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Also, there is no outdoor pool for me to &lt;br /&gt;sunbathe. I love to lay by the pool, chill &lt;br /&gt;out, or people watch or read, or snooze.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I went off by myself one afternoon and slept on &lt;br /&gt;the beach. I don't want to be lonely while I am there.&lt;br /&gt;I also can't hang as long. The people I am going with&lt;br /&gt;stay out much later than me and that is fine. I &lt;br /&gt;took my butt back to the room before them every night&lt;br /&gt;last year! There is just so much drinking and sitting&lt;br /&gt;on a bar stool that I can do. I don't feel like&lt;br /&gt;riding all over Timbuktu either. I am a bit fearful&lt;br /&gt;of all the riding and being stuck somewhere waiting&lt;br /&gt;for my driver to take me all the way back to my room!&lt;br /&gt;I will ride in close proximity to where I know but&lt;br /&gt;outside of that, go ahead and call me no fun, I am&lt;br /&gt;just not doing it!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I keep thinking that I haven't been on vacation&lt;br /&gt;with my husband since September 2006 when we went to &lt;br /&gt;Myrtle Beach. I do have a good time with my husband&lt;br /&gt;on vacation but we always drive to where ever we go.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE the driving part. I would much rather knock it&lt;br /&gt;out by flying and I am fearful of flying too. I &lt;br /&gt;have to say that when I go with my husband it definitely&lt;br /&gt;isn't as expensive for me, we eat better, I get more rest and&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lonely. &lt;br /&gt;But then, I don't even know if my husband&lt;br /&gt;is gonna want to go on vacation this year!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He's not a planner like me.&lt;br /&gt;I know if I decide not to go come May and Biker Week&lt;br /&gt;time and I will be regretting not going but I also&lt;br /&gt;know that I don't want to be stuck there wishing I&lt;br /&gt;hadn't gone becuz I am lonely and bored.&lt;br /&gt;But is it worth going to my beloved beach and getting&lt;br /&gt;to be near it and in it for 8 nights &lt;br /&gt;over no beach at all????&lt;br /&gt;Now you see my dilemma??????????&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;I am driving myself nuts over&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh..............&lt;br /&gt;Headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-430980996951254797?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/430980996951254797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=430980996951254797&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/430980996951254797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/430980996951254797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8639894560612207612</id><published>2008-01-27T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:31:22.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random tandem</title><content type='html'>You know what I finally did?&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a box and put all &lt;br /&gt;my old major course books in it&lt;br /&gt;to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention that orignially &lt;br /&gt;I went to school to be a social worker?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, me. I wanted to be a social worker!&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking I wanted to help people!&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking about how there&lt;br /&gt;was no math requirements! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;I did not finish my degree in that area.&lt;br /&gt;I think, yet again, that it was a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I was cut out to be a social&lt;br /&gt;worker. I probably would have jumped out &lt;br /&gt;of a 10 story building window or something!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the patience to help others&lt;br /&gt;who don't want to help themself and I don't have&lt;br /&gt;the tolerance for those who sit around with excuse&lt;br /&gt;after excuse!&lt;br /&gt;I acomplished 104 credit hours. It usually&lt;br /&gt;takes 124 to get your bachelors degree.&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how close I was?&lt;br /&gt;Now I am I finally trying to finish my&lt;br /&gt;bachelors. Of course, it is in a totally&lt;br /&gt;different area--management.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought nor imagined that I&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have graduated from college.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you dream of things&lt;br /&gt;and you just assume things and then &lt;br /&gt;lo and behold your journey in life takes&lt;br /&gt;you places that you never imagined.&lt;br /&gt;It takes you to places that you really don't&lt;br /&gt;want to go and it takes you to places that you&lt;br /&gt;do. I sit back and see how my choices have&lt;br /&gt;lead me to where I am now. &lt;br /&gt;Not a bad place becuz I am blessed, afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever sit back and remember what you use&lt;br /&gt;to dream about? What you wanted to be when&lt;br /&gt;you grew up? Who you thought you would be?&lt;br /&gt;The places you thought you would go? The person&lt;br /&gt;you wanted to end up with? I remember it all &lt;br /&gt;so clearly. I find myself tickled at some of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;ideas, wishes and dreams I had.&lt;br /&gt;I am not where I thought I would be because boy!&lt;br /&gt;I did not have a clue about this crazy, wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;disappointing, painful, blessed 'thing' called life!&lt;br /&gt;And so of course, all this reminds me of another quote&lt;br /&gt;(afterall I am a quote freak!)&lt;br /&gt;"It's not about the destination, it's about the Journey!!" &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the journey will entail next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8639894560612207612?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8639894560612207612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8639894560612207612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8639894560612207612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8639894560612207612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-tandems.html' title='Random tandem'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5717614363647852506</id><published>2008-01-26T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:59:27.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's alive!!!!!! Yeah, I'm alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xos2MnVxe-c&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xos2MnVxe-c&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so it sits here waiting for me;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for me to say something, anything.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my poor little blog is&lt;br /&gt;getting lonely, missing me.&lt;br /&gt;It wants me write about what is going&lt;br /&gt;on, what is on my mind, even if it's &lt;br /&gt;rubbish, it wants me to fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's wrong with me &lt;br /&gt;lately. I know I haven't run out of&lt;br /&gt;things to say. There's always something&lt;br /&gt;to say, may it be trivial, profound,&lt;br /&gt;inspirational, funny, sad or&lt;br /&gt;just wasted thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;I am alive, incase you are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. Guess since it's winter time&lt;br /&gt;and COLD, maybe not enough vitamin D,&lt;br /&gt;warmth, and inspiration to jolt my mind&lt;br /&gt;into blogging or maybe I am just being&lt;br /&gt;plain ole lazy. &lt;br /&gt;So be it. That's just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;I hopefully will become enthusiastic,&lt;br /&gt;determined, zealous,and/or eager to be creative&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5717614363647852506?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5717614363647852506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5717614363647852506&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5717614363647852506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5717614363647852506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/jibber-jabber.html' title='It&apos;s alive!!!!!! Yeah, I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4208237599385604090</id><published>2008-01-20T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:14:50.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing and wanting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-mess.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/544/544105y43wb5aar7.gif width=160 height=120 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Sand by Raymond A. Foss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is the memories&lt;br /&gt;the change of pace that brings us there&lt;br /&gt;the sense of vacation&lt;br /&gt;maybe the smell of the place&lt;br /&gt;the sights of the gulls, the dunes, the grasses&lt;br /&gt;but oh it is the feel of it, &lt;br /&gt;the crunch and slide of it&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of beach sand&lt;br /&gt;so different from dirt, soil, loam&lt;br /&gt;no, not earthy, moist, rich, &lt;br /&gt;but oh so granular and gritty&lt;br /&gt;even when wet,&lt;br /&gt;moveable paper spreading under toes&lt;br /&gt;sliding beneath the soles&lt;br /&gt;smoothing my skin&lt;br /&gt;clearing my mind&lt;br /&gt;unburdening me of the rest&lt;br /&gt;drawing me to the tactile, the feel&lt;br /&gt;of beach sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-poetry.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/854/854996hsvmbf4dv3.jpg width=300 height=53 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org 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wanting'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2444097564420519730</id><published>2008-01-16T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:03:43.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-club.com/myspace/text_generator.php target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src=http://text.glitter-graphics.net/sblue/t.gif border=0&gt;&lt;img src=http://text.glitter-graphics.net/sblue/i.gif border=0&gt;&lt;img src=http://text.glitter-graphics.net/sblue/m.gif border=0&gt;&lt;img src=http://text.glitter-graphics.net/sblue/e.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-pages.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/238/238105dzr1aozlkr.gif width=315 height=204 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2444097564420519730?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2444097564420519730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2444097564420519730&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2444097564420519730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2444097564420519730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3372946880656957126</id><published>2008-01-15T20:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:43:21.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramble</title><content type='html'>Keeping it in&lt;br /&gt;or letting it out&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's damned if you do&lt;br /&gt;damned if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Felt disppointed about something today&lt;br /&gt;and then there was fear and guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Something bothered me today.&lt;br /&gt;Something that could change everything.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am over reacting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe every thing will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;I felt I was going along on calms seas&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden I see this dark cloud&lt;br /&gt;in the distance. Uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;Will the dark cloud pass?&lt;br /&gt;Will it just be a figment of my imaginations?&lt;br /&gt;Or will my seas become rocky?&lt;br /&gt;Guess only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;Till then I worry. Worry about what ifs.&lt;br /&gt;Worry about what I have already thought&lt;br /&gt;and what I have already said.&lt;br /&gt;Did I say too much?&lt;br /&gt;Should I have spoke up earlier?&lt;br /&gt;It's just this tangled mess in my head&lt;br /&gt;and I hate this worry, fear, dread, &lt;br /&gt;and this feeling of not knowing what &lt;br /&gt;is to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3372946880656957126?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3372946880656957126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3372946880656957126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3372946880656957126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3372946880656957126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/ramble.html' title='Ramble'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3535788145317625886</id><published>2008-01-13T15:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:25:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of Jilli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4py2PnIlWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kbq7zYCIL-M/s1600-h/JILLI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4py2PnIlWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kbq7zYCIL-M/s200/JILLI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155058999708128610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4py2fnIlXI/AAAAAAAAASY/v8hyHVYlU7U/s1600-h/JILLI2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4py2fnIlXI/AAAAAAAAASY/v8hyHVYlU7U/s200/JILLI2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155059004003095922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I had posted a picture of me smiling&lt;br /&gt;with my new do but now I do not feel like &lt;br /&gt;smiling. I visited a fellow bloggers page &lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papawatson.blogspot.com"&gt;Bob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saw that he lost his beloved dog, Jilli&lt;br /&gt;and I am so sad. I sit here crying for his loss&lt;br /&gt;and for his loving baby girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a huge animal lover as you have seen I &lt;br /&gt;have posted pictures of my babies. I would&lt;br /&gt;even have more little sweethearts if I had&lt;br /&gt;the space. &lt;br /&gt;Losing a pet is losing a family member.&lt;br /&gt;It is devastating. My heart goes out to &lt;br /&gt;Bob, his family and his little cutie,&lt;br /&gt;Jilli. I wish there was something I could&lt;br /&gt;do to comfort him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Bob I hope you can feel my &lt;br /&gt;prayers, my thoughts and my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3535788145317625886?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3535788145317625886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3535788145317625886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3535788145317625886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3535788145317625886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-memory-of-jilli.html' title='In memory of Jilli'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4py2PnIlWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kbq7zYCIL-M/s72-c/JILLI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-492360835862581399</id><published>2008-01-13T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T14:48:57.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4prBvnIlUI/AAAAAAAAASA/8Gpu-XJmRBA/s1600-h/ME+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4prBvnIlUI/AAAAAAAAASA/8Gpu-XJmRBA/s200/ME+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050401183601986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE&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;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4prB_nIlVI/AAAAAAAAASI/DfmvokEtc_U/s1600-h/New+Do+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4prB_nIlVI/AAAAAAAAASI/DfmvokEtc_U/s200/New+Do+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155050405478569298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-492360835862581399?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/492360835862581399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=492360835862581399&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/492360835862581399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/492360835862581399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4prBvnIlUI/AAAAAAAAASA/8Gpu-XJmRBA/s72-c/ME+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2475267679117517809</id><published>2008-01-10T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:52:09.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I have mentioned before I really have&lt;br /&gt;been enjoying mojito's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mojito recipe&lt;br /&gt;3 fresh mint sprigs&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp fresh lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 oz light rum&lt;br /&gt;club soda&lt;br /&gt;In a tall thin glass, crush part of the mint with a fork to coat the inside. Add the sugar and lime juice and stir thoroughly. Top with ice. Add rum and mix. Top off with *chilled* club soda (or seltzer). Add a lime slice and the remaining mint, and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine how happy I was to discover&lt;br /&gt;Bacardi Silver Mojitos in a bottle in the &lt;br /&gt;beer aisle!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I added fresh mint and lime! &lt;br /&gt;Tasty!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDBfnIlPI/AAAAAAAAARY/6OdgrvJH7QM/s1600-h/mojito+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDBfnIlPI/AAAAAAAAARY/6OdgrvJH7QM/s200/mojito+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154021254005036274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDBvnIlQI/AAAAAAAAARg/iU9r0Yark0g/s1600-h/mojito+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDBvnIlQI/AAAAAAAAARg/iU9r0Yark0g/s200/mojito+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154021258300003586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDB_nIlRI/AAAAAAAAARo/UsA_9L3w9D8/s1600-h/mojito+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDB_nIlRI/AAAAAAAAARo/UsA_9L3w9D8/s200/mojito+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154021262594970898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDB_nIlSI/AAAAAAAAARw/pqOO-t41XZI/s1600-h/mojito+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDB_nIlSI/AAAAAAAAARw/pqOO-t41XZI/s200/mojito+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154021262594970914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDCPnIlTI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bEAFIp7hCGM/s1600-h/mojito+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDCPnIlTI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bEAFIp7hCGM/s200/mojito+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154021266889938226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOMS UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2475267679117517809?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2475267679117517809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2475267679117517809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2475267679117517809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2475267679117517809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-i-have-mentioned-before-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4bDBfnIlPI/AAAAAAAAARY/6OdgrvJH7QM/s72-c/mojito+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2048787604254430247</id><published>2008-01-08T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:55:43.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-poetry.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/533/533519xa3cwye5ht.gif width=176 height=220 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY WOULD HAVE BEEN ELVIS'S 73RD BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU KNOW I GOTTA PUT ELVIS ON MY PAGE TODAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-mess.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/541/541255pt3mkxcvak.jpg width=435 height=125 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-games.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/515/515047uishxg3hf6.jpg width=98 height=98 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/30733527-2048787604254430247?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2048787604254430247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2048787604254430247&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2048787604254430247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2048787604254430247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-would-have-been-elviss-73rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4728835064364374417</id><published>2008-01-06T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:52:06.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GELvnIlKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Z1-3AN70Vls/s1600-h/tats+cats+n+pugs+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GELvnIlKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Z1-3AN70Vls/s200/tats+cats+n+pugs+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152544785982592162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEL_nIlLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3_JhvPTbS0o/s1600-h/tats+cats+n+pugs+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEL_nIlLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3_JhvPTbS0o/s200/tats+cats+n+pugs+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152544790277559474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEL_nIlMI/AAAAAAAAARA/1S1k1xG6OMg/s1600-h/tats+cats+n+pugs+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEL_nIlMI/AAAAAAAAARA/1S1k1xG6OMg/s200/tats+cats+n+pugs+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152544790277559490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEMPnIlNI/AAAAAAAAARI/RRKhIl3V0ZU/s1600-h/tats+cats+n+pugs+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEMPnIlNI/AAAAAAAAARI/RRKhIl3V0ZU/s200/tats+cats+n+pugs+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152544794572526802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEMPnIlOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/64H3AAAhGpM/s1600-h/tats+cats+n+pugs+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GEMPnIlOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/64H3AAAhGpM/s200/tats+cats+n+pugs+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152544794572526818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have shared my tats before.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I would share them again.&lt;br /&gt;You see I am wanting yet another.&lt;br /&gt;I know where I am going to put it,&lt;br /&gt;but the what is still up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I have some ideas of what I might like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that your tats should tell&lt;br /&gt;a story of you. Every one that I have&lt;br /&gt;has a meaning that reflects something &lt;br /&gt;about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am curious what you would suggest.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE something you suggest will&lt;br /&gt;help me decide what's next or MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;what you suggest is something that I&lt;br /&gt;may already be thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very curious what you have to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4728835064364374417?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4728835064364374417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4728835064364374417&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4728835064364374417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4728835064364374417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/tats.html' title='Tats'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R4GELvnIlKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Z1-3AN70Vls/s72-c/tats+cats+n+pugs+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4196870522097632871</id><published>2008-01-03T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:49:34.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #300 !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Spontaneity&lt;br /&gt;"is the quality of being able to do something just because&lt;br /&gt;you feel like it at the moment, of trusting&lt;br /&gt;your instincts, of taking yourself by surprise and&lt;br /&gt;snatching from the clutches of your well-organized routine,&lt;br /&gt;a bit of unscheduled plea"&lt;br /&gt;(author unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I want more of this year,&lt;br /&gt;spontaneity!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a planner. I do make lists. I do have&lt;br /&gt;goals but I happily admit that when I &lt;br /&gt;spontaneously do something for the heck of&lt;br /&gt;it, it usually is more fun!&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is letting loose.&lt;br /&gt;I want more fun, more surprises, more good&lt;br /&gt;times. I want more going with the flow and&lt;br /&gt;seeing what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad thing to want this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from the Gamlber himself,&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Rogers,&lt;br /&gt;"There is a trade off - as you grow older you gain&lt;br /&gt;wisdom but you lose spontaneity." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Stephen Covey:&lt;br /&gt;To ignore the unexpected (even if it were possible) would be to live without opportunity, SPONTANEITY!!!, and the rich moments of which life is made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4196870522097632871?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4196870522097632871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4196870522097632871&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4196870522097632871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4196870522097632871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/post-300.html' title='Post #300 !!!!!!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2102142021439436217</id><published>2008-01-02T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:54:31.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Meme of 2008</title><content type='html'>So I copied from Ed who copied from Bunny!!!&lt;br /&gt;A New Year's Meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Where did you begin 2007?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bed. (Now get your mind out of the gutter!)&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to sleep right on into the beginning of 2007 but several people in the neighborhood started letting off fireworks and I woke up.  My husband turned on the TV since that is the only clock in the room.  It was exactly 12:00. He kissed me, wished me a happy new year and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) What was your status by Valentine’s Day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same as every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) How did you earn your money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the year I earned my money by being an unappreciated, stressed out&lt;br /&gt;peon. The second half I happily earned my money since I changed employment and&lt;br /&gt;realized what it feels like to be valued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Did you have to go to the hospital?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nope. I did have a scare with my dad and went to see him there.&lt;br /&gt;Also, my sister. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Did you have any encounters with the police?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Where did you go on holiday/travel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place I went was Myrtle Beach to Biker’s Week in May of 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) What did you purchase that was over $1000?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went back to school and took out student loans. Does that count??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Did you know anybody who got married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None that I recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Know anyone that passed away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I went to the visitations at the funeral home to pay my respect 4 times this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Did you move anywhere?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) What concerts/shows did you go to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) Are you registered to vote?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Where do you live now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kentucky, ya’ll! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) Describe your birthday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my birthday rules. If your b-day falls in Monday thru Thursday&lt;br /&gt;then you can celebrate your b-day the weekend before and the weekend after.&lt;br /&gt;However, it your b-day falls on the weekend, Friday thru Sunday, then you&lt;br /&gt;only have that weekend to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;So my b-day was on a Saturday,  I started out on Friday. My sister and I went&lt;br /&gt;to one my favorite restaurants and had appetizers and martinis. Then went&lt;br /&gt;to my “Cheers” place and did karaoke. Next day, “the day”, began by going to&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at IHOP and then dinner with hubbie at this fantastic Cajun restaurant&lt;br /&gt;in our town. I had the migon ecrivesse. Filet mignon smothered with the best&lt;br /&gt;crawfish etouffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) What’s one thing you thought you wouldn’t do but did in 2007?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school! YEAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) What has been your favorite moment/s?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many too count! I really can’t pinpoint. Come on now! What is my name?&lt;br /&gt;That’s righ……..Blessed! I continue to be blessed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) What’s something you learned about yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I can handle a lot of stress despite my father’s health scare and job problems,&lt;br /&gt;and when you think you got it bad, it can get worse and when you think it’s worse,&lt;br /&gt;somebody else has it even more terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19) Any new additions to your family?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adopted Elwood, my black pug in January of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) What was your best month?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July becuz it’s summer time, 4th of July, sunshine, flip flops and I had started settling in&lt;br /&gt;at my new place of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21) What music will you remember 2007 by?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything from Fergie’s album “The Dutchess” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22) Who has been your best drinking buddy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23) Made new friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24) Favorite night out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have the energy and the dough, Friday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2102142021439436217?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2102142021439436217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2102142021439436217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2102142021439436217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2102142021439436217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-meme-of-2008.html' title='1st Meme of 2008'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1857217739677077442</id><published>2008-01-01T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:46:31.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well some flakes started falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6w_nIlJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gj-rqfc8nLQ/s1600-h/snow+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6w_nIlJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gj-rqfc8nLQ/s320/snow+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704843467822226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6p_nIlEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/L_RDujGdrP4/s1600-h/snow+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6p_nIlEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/L_RDujGdrP4/s320/snow+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704723208737858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qPnIlFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AfI5995FQMU/s1600-h/snow+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qPnIlFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AfI5995FQMU/s320/snow+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704727503705170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qPnIlGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MbL5p5erIpM/s1600-h/snow+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qPnIlGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MbL5p5erIpM/s320/snow+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704727503705186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qfnIlHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fCduSS2lCKY/s1600-h/snow+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qfnIlHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fCduSS2lCKY/s320/snow+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704731798672498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qfnIlII/AAAAAAAAAQg/AcgoRbzUJmU/s1600-h/snow+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6qfnIlII/AAAAAAAAAQg/AcgoRbzUJmU/s320/snow+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150704731798672514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now it's not much but I will admit&lt;br /&gt;it sure is pretty!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1857217739677077442?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1857217739677077442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1857217739677077442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1857217739677077442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1857217739677077442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-some-flakes-started-falling.html' title='Well some flakes started falling'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3r6w_nIlJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gj-rqfc8nLQ/s72-c/snow+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3554837424562683002</id><published>2008-01-01T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T09:23:20.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3pBtPnIlDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8zwIzIJ_Q64/s1600-h/jan+1+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3pBtPnIlDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8zwIzIJ_Q64/s320/jan+1+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501369392174130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not hungover. &lt;br /&gt;I look a little rough but&lt;br /&gt;I feel fine!&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting evening for me!&lt;br /&gt;I ended 2007 being a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;To begin with I worked half a day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Got off of work and was so tired. On top &lt;br /&gt;of that I am not a real big fan of New Year's &lt;br /&gt;celebrating. As I have mentioned before I &lt;br /&gt;don't like that Auld Lange Syne song. It makes&lt;br /&gt;me cry. I don't want to see the ball drop in Times&lt;br /&gt;Square and I definitely don't want to see Post stroke&lt;br /&gt;Dick Clark. It just depresses me. I don't know when&lt;br /&gt;this New Year's Eve depression began but it has&lt;br /&gt;come upon me as I have gotten older. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since there was this important bowl&lt;br /&gt;game happening yesterday for our local university,&lt;br /&gt;the partying started early. As in 3:45 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;(Game came on a 4 p.m.) As I said, I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;Was invited to 4 different bowl/New Year's Eve parties/&lt;br /&gt;gatherings. Some parties I just didn't want to &lt;br /&gt;drive all the way their and take a chance of drinking&lt;br /&gt;too much and then knowing I have dogs and must drive&lt;br /&gt;all the back home. Didn't want to chance it.&lt;br /&gt;So me and the hubbie went our local "Cheers". Yes,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you want to go where everyone knows your&lt;br /&gt;name (and sometime not!). Anywho, this is where it &lt;br /&gt;began. Sleepy Blessed in a bar. I want to wake up&lt;br /&gt;I want coffee but I really want is the next big &lt;br /&gt;thing a caffitini, a concoction of Absolut vanilla,&lt;br /&gt;Godiva white and dark chocolate liquers and expresso&lt;br /&gt;shaken and served chilled. Tasty! This little ditty&lt;br /&gt;is served atone of my favorite restaurants which &lt;br /&gt;happens to be almost next door to the bar I was in&lt;br /&gt;and it definitely is delicious and will jolt your&lt;br /&gt;self awake. Unfortunately, at 4:30 p.m. no one &lt;br /&gt;looked like they were there (yet) and no one answered&lt;br /&gt;the phone, so I did the next best thing: jolt&lt;br /&gt;my system by mixing my drinks! I stared with&lt;br /&gt;Tanqueray and tonic, then a flaming Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;minus the flame and then a Crown and 7up.  I was &lt;br /&gt;feeling pretty good so I switched to Coca cola. I was&lt;br /&gt;definitely awake and feeling the nice buzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Not to buzzed not too drunk. My husband decides to &lt;br /&gt;go home to feed the dogs and leaves me at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;No problem. I know lots of people there. People come&lt;br /&gt;and people go. I am being the social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;My brother n law buys me a shot of Jeiger. I decide &lt;br /&gt;to sip on it and my coca cola. But before my other&lt;br /&gt;brother n law left, his wife bought me another &lt;br /&gt;flaming Dr. Pepper. So I was feeling pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I had ate lunch earlier!&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know one of my friends and I decided&lt;br /&gt;to go make a short visit at one of our friends little&lt;br /&gt;gatherings. We weren't driving so she called her son&lt;br /&gt;to be our chauffeur. Thing is my friend had to lie &lt;br /&gt;to her boyfriend about where we were going. You see, &lt;br /&gt;the gathering we were makiing a quick stop at, was &lt;br /&gt;an exboyfriend of hers. So we said we were going to&lt;br /&gt;pop by a restaurant called Sal's so I could have&lt;br /&gt;we could have a real good martini. (Martini's are not&lt;br /&gt;the speciality of the pub we were in, as you know&lt;br /&gt;pubs are beer and shot slinging places). We arrive&lt;br /&gt;at "Sal's". LOL. Make us a drink. We visit. We mingle.&lt;br /&gt;Not a big crowd but it's fun. We stay about an hour&lt;br /&gt;and her sons comes to pick us back up. They drop me&lt;br /&gt;at my home. I realize once home that I didn't go to &lt;br /&gt;the grocery. I wanted to start a New Year's Eve tradition&lt;br /&gt;of eating crab legs. Well, stupid me, decided that I &lt;br /&gt;would drive. Honestly, I didn't feel too inebriated.&lt;br /&gt;I still shouldn't have but I went to two grocery stores&lt;br /&gt;and both were closed. So you know what we had for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Frozen White Castles and Andy Capp Hot Fries from our&lt;br /&gt;local convenient store! I know you are salivating at the&lt;br /&gt;thought!&lt;br /&gt;So my evening was a good one. I stayed awake well&lt;br /&gt;into the New Year! I didn't see the ball drop, I didn't &lt;br /&gt;even see the clock switch over to 12:01 a.m. I remember&lt;br /&gt;hearing motorbikes on TV and some Aussie named Robbie&lt;br /&gt;Madison who jumped over some made up football field in the&lt;br /&gt;Rio Hotel Casino in Las Vegas, I was too busy. &lt;br /&gt;:::smile:::&lt;br /&gt;So it was a good evening! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I want to hear about yours????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3554837424562683002?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3554837424562683002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3554837424562683002&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3554837424562683002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3554837424562683002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-2008.html' title='First day of 2008'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3pBtPnIlDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8zwIzIJ_Q64/s72-c/jan+1+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-520061344417187549</id><published>2007-12-31T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T09:24:29.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Wishes From Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blingee.com/blingee/view/39837999-Happy-New-Year-from-Blessed" target="_blank" title="Myspace Glitter Graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy New Year from Blessed" border="0" height="300" src="http://image.blingee.com/images14/content/output/2007/12/31/357134537_4e9f484e.gif" title="Happy New Year from Blessed" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blingee.com" target="_blank" title="Myspace Glitter Graphics"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Myspace Glitter Graphics&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTExOTkxMjgzMzIyOTgmcHQ9MTE5OTEyODQyNDA1MiZwPTYyNTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmY9Yg==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2008!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-520061344417187549?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/520061344417187549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=520061344417187549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/520061344417187549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/520061344417187549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year-wishes-from-blessed.html' title='Happy New Year Wishes From Blessed'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8388868459779951239</id><published>2007-12-27T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:12:40.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3RaRvnIlBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WrrMCwDKt_A/s1600-h/Puppy+Dogs+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3RaRvnIlBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WrrMCwDKt_A/s400/Puppy+Dogs+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148839534876202002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3RaR_nIlCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ygvqxacRc0Y/s1600-h/Puppy+Dogs+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3RaR_nIlCI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ygvqxacRc0Y/s400/Puppy+Dogs+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148839539171169314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;Happy New Year from me and the pugs and the cat!&lt;br /&gt;A few quotes that I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy New Year! Grant that I&lt;br /&gt;May bring no tear to any eye&lt;br /&gt;When this New Year in time shall end&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said I've played the friend,&lt;br /&gt;Have lived and loved and labored here,&lt;br /&gt;And made of it a happy year.&lt;br /&gt;~Edgar Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend January 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched.  Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives... not looking for flaws, but for potential.  ~Ellen Goodman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your troubles last as long as your New Year's resolutions.  ~Joey Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8388868459779951239?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8388868459779951239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8388868459779951239&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8388868459779951239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8388868459779951239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3RaRvnIlBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WrrMCwDKt_A/s72-c/Puppy+Dogs+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1264736851693605587</id><published>2007-12-25T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:25:34.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>69 things &amp; some cool socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3Ge9PnIlAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s0_PKmNrz2c/s1600-h/sox+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3Ge9PnIlAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s0_PKmNrz2c/s400/sox+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148070624061068290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;69 things that I stole from Mr Edtime Stories&lt;br /&gt;(Thanx Ed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have come to realize that my butt:&lt;br /&gt;isn't much of a butt. As I have mentioned&lt;br /&gt;not much junk in my trunk but I accept it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have come to realize that when I talk:&lt;br /&gt;That I can be a bit loud. If you don't like it&lt;br /&gt;then tune me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have come to realize that I need:&lt;br /&gt;lots of affection. I love to be held, kissed,&lt;br /&gt;cooed. I love for my hand to be held. I love &lt;br /&gt;to hear genuine romantic things even if they are&lt;br /&gt;mushy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have come to realize that I lost:&lt;br /&gt;my favorite pair of earrings and they aren't coming&lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have come to realize that I hate it when:&lt;br /&gt;someone talks to me and they are condescending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have come to realize that marriage:&lt;br /&gt;is hard, damn it! But I am glad I am married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have come to realize that work:&lt;br /&gt;is where I spend the most of my day. I &lt;br /&gt;don't half ass it. I give it my everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have come to realize that I will always be:&lt;br /&gt;different. I will never feel like I truly fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have come to realize that I like:&lt;br /&gt;being who I am; Not being a pretender and not faking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have come to realize that the last time I cried:&lt;br /&gt;it hurt but made me feel so much better when I was done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have come to realize that my cell phone is:&lt;br /&gt;a toy that I am glad to have and glad that my husband's&lt;br /&gt;company pays for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I have come to realize that before I go to sleep at night:&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS lay there and worry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. I am currently thinking about:&lt;br /&gt;if I will make it through my classes and graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I have come to realize that babies:&lt;br /&gt;are Heaven sent. So many are so blessed to have&lt;br /&gt;them and yet so many aren't loved as they should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I have come to realize that when I get on Myspace:&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what I'm doing and hence that is why&lt;br /&gt;my myspace page isn't decorated or rarely visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I have come to realize that today I will:&lt;br /&gt;try to be content with what comes my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I have come to realize that tonight I will:&lt;br /&gt;scrub off this makeup, visit the web and watch some&lt;br /&gt;TV that isn't worth watching, go to bed worrying&lt;br /&gt;but count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I have come to realize that tomorrow I will:&lt;br /&gt;be at work and do bunches of catch up work with hardly&lt;br /&gt;anyone else there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I have come to realize that I really want to:&lt;br /&gt;Organize my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I have come to realize that true friends:&lt;br /&gt;are RARE and that I have few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I have come to realize that the person who might repost this is:&lt;br /&gt;somebody who has some time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What bill do you hate paying the most?&lt;br /&gt;I can't pin point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Anyplace when we are both feeling amorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Name of your first grade teacher?&lt;br /&gt;????????I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you really want to be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Being at the ocean in warm weather with a Pina Colada in &lt;br /&gt;my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you want to be when you were growing up?&lt;br /&gt;Journalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How many colleges did you attend?&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's a comfy night shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. GAS PRICES First thought?&lt;br /&gt;Can't cry over them cuz it makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. If you could visit anywhere and take someone with you where? &lt;br /&gt;Naples, Florida. Never been there but want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?&lt;br /&gt;No alarm this morning. But normally, first thought is always,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Last thought before going to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What errand/chore do you despise?&lt;br /&gt;All of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery?&lt;br /&gt;No, I volunteer at a hospital or a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Get up early or sleep in?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is your favorite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;That frog from Warner Brothers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you planning on remaining in your current field?&lt;br /&gt;Yes but hopefully moving up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you see yourself married in the next five years?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Your favorite lunch meat?&lt;br /&gt;Roast beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you get every time you go into a WalMart?&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Beach or lake?&lt;br /&gt;BEACH!!!!!!!!!!! You already know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I think people say it's outdated becuz they need &lt;br /&gt;another excuse. Too many excuses in this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. TV show you miss?&lt;br /&gt;Can't say that I miss any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Favorite guilty pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;Eating at expensive restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?&lt;br /&gt;Not embarrassed by any of the few I have seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What's your drink?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood but I like alot.&lt;br /&gt;New Castle Brown Ale or Corona if I'm in a beer mood.&lt;br /&gt;Red wine a good Merlot, Shiraz, Pinot Noir&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Martini with Ketel One or especially Grey Goose&lt;br /&gt;Champagne or Sparkling wine mixed with OJ or Cranberry or a splash&lt;br /&gt;of Stoli Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;Rum and coke&lt;br /&gt;Crown and 7up&lt;br /&gt;Seagrams Seven and 7up&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on and on..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Cowboys or Indians?&lt;br /&gt;Cowboys. Ya already seen that post I did on&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be a cowgirl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Cops or Robbers?&lt;br /&gt;Cops. I use to think I wanted to be a cop.&lt;br /&gt;Alright now, put your hands behind your back&lt;br /&gt;so I can cuff you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you cheer for the bad guy in a movie?&lt;br /&gt;No. I cheer for the underdog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best?&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on! I have no clue. Any suggestions?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What do you want when you are sick?&lt;br /&gt;Homemade chicken soup and sympathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Who from high school would you like to run into?&lt;br /&gt;A few people. But then again I didn't even go to my&lt;br /&gt;10 year high school reunion. So guess I didn't want to &lt;br /&gt;see them bad enough or better yet those I want to see&lt;br /&gt;probably didn't come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Rock station becuz my husband was in the car with me.&lt;br /&gt;Ordinarily I'm listening to a CD that I have burned or &lt;br /&gt;am radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Worst mistake that you wish you could take back?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to divulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?&lt;br /&gt;No one sits directly across from me at work.&lt;br /&gt;But I like everybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?&lt;br /&gt;Dead--Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;Alive--Harry Connick Jr&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;57. What is the best gift you have ever received?&lt;br /&gt;The ability to live everyday so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Have you ever had to use a firearm?&lt;br /&gt;No but I want to learn hopefully this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Sixx's Heroine Diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you have a teddy bear?&lt;br /&gt;No I have lots of stuffed animal frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Can't say there has ever been a strange place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Number of texts in a day?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a text package on my phone but I am eventually&lt;br /&gt;going to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. If you had to choose- would you start a new career or relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Favorite Winter Olympic Sport?&lt;br /&gt;Ski jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Pencil or pen?&lt;br /&gt;Pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Ancient Egyptians or Mayans?&lt;br /&gt;Egyptians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. How many jobs have you had?&lt;br /&gt;I can't count &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Are you where you thought you would be at this age?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1264736851693605587?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1264736851693605587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1264736851693605587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1264736851693605587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1264736851693605587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/69-things-some-cool-socks.html' title='69 things &amp; some cool socks'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R3Ge9PnIlAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s0_PKmNrz2c/s72-c/sox+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2894615630002920052</id><published>2007-12-21T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T16:26:28.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My FAVORITE Christmas Song!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdnjtV6Nd50&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdnjtV6Nd50&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-games.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/748/748895c3fyugpiju.gif width=220 height=240 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2894615630002920052?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2894615630002920052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2894615630002920052&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2894615630002920052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2894615630002920052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-favorite-christmas-song.html' title='My FAVORITE Christmas Song!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5596662828222108126</id><published>2007-12-17T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:56:10.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 fill-in-the-blanks</title><content type='html'>Since we are fast approaching&lt;br /&gt;a new year here are&lt;br /&gt;4 fill-in-the-blanks for you.&lt;br /&gt;1)  The bad habit I want to kick this year____________.&lt;br /&gt;2)  The good deed I want to do this year is___________.&lt;br /&gt;3)  The person I want to be more like this year is__________.&lt;br /&gt;4)  The skill I want to learn this year is___________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can leave your answers in my comments&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps this will prompt a blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5596662828222108126?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5596662828222108126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5596662828222108126&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5596662828222108126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5596662828222108126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-fill-in-blanks.html' title='4 fill-in-the-blanks'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-4633863954364556134</id><published>2007-12-15T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:00:59.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This was taken about 13 years ago????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R2Sir_nIk9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvDhvJzv9Ms/s1600-h/Misc+Pics+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R2Sir_nIk9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvDhvJzv9Ms/s400/Misc+Pics+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144415551057597394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;&lt;br /&gt;A younger me, pretending to be a saloon girl.&lt;br /&gt;There was 'some' guy in this picture but&lt;br /&gt;I cut him out! Just like I did with him in&lt;br /&gt;my life.&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-4633863954364556134?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4633863954364556134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=4633863954364556134&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4633863954364556134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/4633863954364556134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-was-taken-about-13-years-ago.html' title='This was taken about 13 years ago????'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R2Sir_nIk9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvDhvJzv9Ms/s72-c/Misc+Pics+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7569363706722081945</id><published>2007-12-15T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:46:39.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another powerful quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-gfx.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/699/699862k6h8ljpulw.gif width=140 height=142 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The lesson which life repeats and constantly enforces is “look under foot.” You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think. The lure of the distant and difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are. Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is of the world." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN BURROUGHS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7569363706722081945?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7569363706722081945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7569363706722081945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7569363706722081945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7569363706722081945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-powerful-quote.html' title='another powerful quote'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5214538919068545321</id><published>2007-12-13T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:23:16.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-pages.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/790/790609vs07vbxnl8.gif width=83 height=126 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Mystery Santa' Hands Out Cash in Vt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUTLAND, Vt. (AP) — Summer Lambert had made an early-morning stop at the local Wal-Mart store when a strange man walked up and handed her an envelop. It contained a Christmas card and $50 in cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just one such encounter reported by staff and customers of local businesses this holiday shopping season. A "Mystery Santa" has been approaching perfect strangers and handing out the cards and cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incidents follow receipt of a card and letter by the local newspaper in which the anonymous sender said he plans to hand out $600 in cash this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said his goal is to "open a heart or two" this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of news that I like to read!!&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of thing that makes me believe in Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5214538919068545321?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5214538919068545321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5214538919068545321&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5214538919068545321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5214538919068545321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-777834995776880195</id><published>2007-12-12T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:36:24.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinatra!</title><content type='html'>In honor and memory of old Blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;92nd birthday being today AND since today &lt;br /&gt;a new stamp was unveiled featuring Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;I am featuring one of my favorite Sinatra songs.&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, if you didn't know, I am a fan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rAsoLm1Ges&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rAsoLm1Ges&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-777834995776880195?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/777834995776880195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=777834995776880195&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/777834995776880195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/777834995776880195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/sinatra.html' title='Sinatra!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-6635682744132669796</id><published>2007-12-11T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T17:50:21.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to see your creativity!</title><content type='html'>I read a cute little article in Real Simple&lt;br /&gt;magazine about what people wished&lt;br /&gt;someone would invent.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the examples were:&lt;br /&gt;A stuffed animal embedded with &lt;br /&gt;a homing decive that you could&lt;br /&gt;activate. No more searching&lt;br /&gt;desperately for your child's favorite&lt;br /&gt;toy duck at 10 o'clock at night&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;A robot that brings you you&lt;br /&gt;coffee in bed&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of alarm in the&lt;br /&gt;mirror that tells you when &lt;br /&gt;you're about to make an unflattering&lt;br /&gt;wardrobe choice or major fashion error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now it's YOUR TURN. Show&lt;br /&gt;me your creativity!!!! What would&lt;br /&gt;you like to see invented?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I want a pop-up Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;You know how they make pop-up tents?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I want a Christmas tree that &lt;br /&gt;you shake out and pop! It's up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-6635682744132669796?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/6635682744132669796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=6635682744132669796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6635682744132669796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/6635682744132669796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-to-see-your-creativity.html' title='I want to see your creativity!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-5115719919331521503</id><published>2007-12-10T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:30:29.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice to ME!</title><content type='html'>Tips to Avoid Christmas Blues&lt;br /&gt;(From somewhere on the internet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's stressful on special occasions like Christmas when you're having the blues. These are tips to help yourself feel better during the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the brighter side. Don't accept you'll have a lonely holiday. Be kind and gentle to yourself by planning things worth doing, instead of stressing out with unnecessarily gloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is meant to be a time of joy and giving, a time of celebrating and sharing the love and hope that are the messages of this holiday season. The thought of holidays being a time for family and togetherness can be painful if you are alone &lt;strong&gt;(I'M NOT!!!), &lt;/strong&gt;grieving and coping for a loved one's loss (physical death or divorce), and far away from family and friends &lt;strong&gt;(AGAIN, I'M NOT!!!!!!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keys&lt;br /&gt;Plan some worthwhile things you can do &lt;br /&gt;List them down&lt;br /&gt;Ensure your plans will help achieve your goal&lt;br /&gt;Do your best then try not to judge the results.&lt;br /&gt;What are these holiday blues?Sadness, pressure, loneliness, guilt, depression, anger, frustration, bitterness. List goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a few minutes to sit down with a blank piece of paper and a pen. First, accept your situation, then ask guidance from your higher power, many of us call God, then ask yourself what you would like to eliminate to ensure a less stressful Christmas holiday. By having a clear picture of what you want to do and what you want to avoid, you have the first tool for eliminating your holiday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips to Avoid Christmas Blues&lt;br /&gt;If you really need to be home, pamper yourself by having good food, good music, and those good books waiting to be read.&lt;br /&gt;Check with your local churches. There may be groups organizing potluck dinners on Christmas and New Year's Day. Some may even have other events to help relieve after-the-holiday blues.&lt;br /&gt;Organize a potluck dinner or get-together with handful of people from work or your immediate neighbors. People you're comfortable with. Who knows, friendship might develop. &lt;br /&gt;Take a short trip, a day trip to some place you've always wanted to visit but haven't the chance to do.&lt;br /&gt;Play Christmas music to keep you company and "alive" instead of feeling the blues. &lt;br /&gt;Take a walk, a good walk to enjoy the rain, the snow or the sun. You can even go out to admire local lights or the decorations in shopping centres and hotels. Simply enjoy the moment and be thankful for your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;Find something nice to do. Listen to your favourite music, buy something for yourself, or you can even take a long bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;Indulge yourself in a phone call to someone you care about or call trusted friends to talk. It's worth the call charges if it makes you feel better. Plan ahead so you know they're available.&lt;br /&gt;If you are scheduled to work, plan a special dinner with others on your shift-work. Bring food to share, play Christmas music, sing along during breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Rent fun movies from your nearby video/DVD shops and watch them; something to do after you have opened your gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Find opportunities to hug. It will make you feel truly great. If there's no one to hug, hug your throw pillow. It works! &lt;br /&gt;Release unnecessary expectations about your feelings and events, and enjoy whatever good comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE'S THE DEAL:&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT LONELY. I HAVE CHURCH. I HAVE FAMILY AND FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I CRINGE AT ALOT OF THE CHRISTMAS MUSIC. IT'S AS THO&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BARE IT!! I DO NOT LOOK FORWARD TO SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT ALL TO GET PEOPLE. IT'S JUST STRESSFUL.&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SPIRITUAL PERSON AND I AM GLAD THAT WE HAVE THIS&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY TO CELEBRATE JESUS....BUT I AM NOT CELEBRATING&lt;br /&gt;JESUS.  I AM STRESSING AND DREADING AND PROCRASTINATING.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M NOT SNAPPING OUT OF IT! SORRY IF I SOUND&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A BROKEN RECORD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-5115719919331521503?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5115719919331521503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=5115719919331521503&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5115719919331521503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/5115719919331521503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/advice-to-me.html' title='Advice to ME!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2357940116567081617</id><published>2007-12-09T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:51:14.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas blahs</title><content type='html'>So what is today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's Sunday, December 9th.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in the Christmas &lt;br /&gt;spirit. The little Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;that I put up is still in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;The wreath is not on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do&lt;br /&gt;is Christmas cards. I usually do&lt;br /&gt;alot of them. I have only made &lt;br /&gt;out 5. &lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall today. Saw babies&lt;br /&gt;getting their pictures taken with &lt;br /&gt;Santa. Saw tons of people out buying&lt;br /&gt;gifts. I went there with the same &lt;br /&gt;intention. I bought shampoo for me.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the worst that I have&lt;br /&gt;ever felt during Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just snap out of it?&lt;br /&gt;I have these ideas of wanting to be&lt;br /&gt;at the beach. Going somewhere in the&lt;br /&gt;sunshine and warm weather where it&lt;br /&gt;is not Christmas like. Maybe there&lt;br /&gt;I could pretend that it isn't &lt;br /&gt;Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand feeliing this way.&lt;br /&gt;Unmotivated, unfeeling, somewhat blue&lt;br /&gt;when I have no reason to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2357940116567081617?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2357940116567081617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2357940116567081617&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2357940116567081617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2357940116567081617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-blahs.html' title='Christmas blahs'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-784338627691231465</id><published>2007-12-06T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:42:19.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty or Nice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R1ik8J78ouI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nidFfe2xVaw/s1600-h/Cutie+pie+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R1ik8J78ouI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nidFfe2xVaw/s200/Cutie+pie+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141040328009884386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://s3.polldaddy.com/p/150007.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt; &lt;a href ="http://www.polldaddy.com" &gt;survey software&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href ="http://www.polldaddy.com/p/150007/" &gt;Take Our Poll&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-784338627691231465?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/784338627691231465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=784338627691231465&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/784338627691231465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/784338627691231465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/naughty-or-nice.html' title='Naughty or Nice?'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R1ik8J78ouI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nidFfe2xVaw/s72-c/Cutie+pie+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-2916584538742309062</id><published>2007-12-04T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:16:20.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Memoirs Meme...something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From Musical Memoirs&lt;br /&gt;http://musicmemoirs.blogdrive.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Tunes : Week 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week it's word association again. You tell us the first artist/song/album that comes to mind when you see these words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icy, Dark, End, December&lt;br /&gt;Flake, Duet, Beat, Stress,&lt;br /&gt;Harmony and New&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICY--&lt;br /&gt;First song that pops into my head is "Ice, Ice, Baby"&lt;br /&gt;by Vanilla Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARK--&lt;br /&gt;Well, I kinda think of dark and haunting music&lt;br /&gt;so how about anything by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END--&lt;br /&gt;Right off the bat, I think of the Door's song&lt;br /&gt;"The End"&lt;br /&gt;"This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful friend&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;My only friend, the end"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER--&lt;br /&gt;Of course, any Christmas music&lt;br /&gt;which I have been hearing since&lt;br /&gt;October!!! Arrrgghhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLAKE--&lt;br /&gt;"Walking In a Winter Wonderland"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUET--&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Go breaking My Heart"&lt;br /&gt;A DUET by Elton John and Kiki Dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT--&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Sonny and Cher&lt;br /&gt;"And the beat goes on, the beat goes on&lt;br /&gt;Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain&lt;br /&gt;La de da de de, la de da de da"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS--&lt;br /&gt;"Under pressure" by&lt;br /&gt;Queen and David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW--&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of my NEW favorite&lt;br /&gt;song by Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;"Winner at a Losing Game"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear it???&lt;br /&gt;Okay here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqiT-3A6qak&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqiT-3A6qak&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-2916584538742309062?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2916584538742309062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=2916584538742309062&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2916584538742309062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/2916584538742309062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/musical-memoirs-memesomething-new.html' title='Musical Memoirs Meme...something new'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-7378413892955152181</id><published>2007-12-03T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:16:22.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bummed</title><content type='html'>It's Monday and I feel a bit bummed.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have the Monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody stop by and cheer me up!&lt;br /&gt;I need some words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;Thanx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-7378413892955152181?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7378413892955152181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=7378413892955152181&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7378413892955152181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/7378413892955152181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/bummed.html' title='bummed'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8286041064040361116</id><published>2007-12-02T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:14:14.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And now more deep thoughts from blessed</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in mass today and I see this &lt;br /&gt;sweet little girl with long brunette hair.&lt;br /&gt;She had a little pink bow on top of her head.&lt;br /&gt;She had on a little pair&lt;br /&gt;of jeans, baby pink top and the cutest little&lt;br /&gt;sequined ballet shoes. She had was so precious&lt;br /&gt;as she hugged up a little stuffed animal in one&lt;br /&gt;arm and her moms hand in the other. She was &lt;br /&gt;probably about three years old and was so&lt;br /&gt;good in Mass. Never got rowdy or antsy &lt;br /&gt;as some little youngins do. Then I look over&lt;br /&gt;to the left and I see another little cutie pie&lt;br /&gt;sitting in her seat. She had on the cutest little&lt;br /&gt;navy jumper and white tights, patent leather shoes.&lt;br /&gt;She would eat on a cracker or she would thumb through&lt;br /&gt;the hymnal or she would move around her seat. Little&lt;br /&gt;innocent eyes checking out all the people around her.&lt;br /&gt;So cute. And then I would see her daddy pick her up&lt;br /&gt;and love on her. &lt;br /&gt;It's little moments like that that I sit and &lt;br /&gt;wonder what it would be like to have a child's &lt;br /&gt;love? What would it be like to have a child that&lt;br /&gt;was from my flesh and blood? Am I missing out?&lt;br /&gt;By not actively trying to conceive a child am I &lt;br /&gt;going to regret it on down the road?&lt;br /&gt;They say we have a biological time clock and mine&lt;br /&gt;is ticking away. We are not supposed to live with &lt;br /&gt;regret but what about decisions we make today,&lt;br /&gt;how do we know that we might or&lt;br /&gt;might not regret those decisions?&lt;br /&gt;Having a child is HUGE. The responsiblity of it&lt;br /&gt;ALL is really something hard for me to fathom&lt;br /&gt;especially when I really have not been around &lt;br /&gt;alot of babies or children. &lt;br /&gt;I know the pros and the cons. Or atleast&lt;br /&gt;I know some of them. It's just&lt;br /&gt;this wondering that is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;What if? Do I want another what if?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8286041064040361116?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8286041064040361116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8286041064040361116&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8286041064040361116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8286041064040361116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-now-more-deep-thoughts-from-blessed.html' title='And now more deep thoughts from blessed'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8249587221655364185</id><published>2007-11-29T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:55:52.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day Jerrbear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXOYP8PI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LiLoytDKgjg/s1600-h/bday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXOYP8PI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LiLoytDKgjg/s320/bday+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138430552454459634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXOYP8QI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-zgG-lB30oo/s1600-h/bday+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXOYP8QI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-zgG-lB30oo/s320/bday+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138430552454459650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXeYP8RI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8y8ig0aGAyA/s1600-h/bday+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXeYP8RI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8y8ig0aGAyA/s320/bday+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138430556749426962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8249587221655364185?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8249587221655364185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8249587221655364185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8249587221655364185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8249587221655364185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-b-day-jerrbear.html' title='Happy B-day Jerrbear'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EFSVPXJskpo/R09fXOYP8PI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LiLoytDKgjg/s72-c/bday+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-293044039360304392</id><published>2007-11-28T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:34:08.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All!</title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my venting.&lt;br /&gt;Just some people out there in this world&lt;br /&gt;just sometimes come across as having no&lt;br /&gt;heart. &lt;br /&gt;I try to put myself in others shoes.&lt;br /&gt;But someone who seems to have bitterness&lt;br /&gt;spewing from them or those who are just so&lt;br /&gt;selfish.......well, it's real hard to see&lt;br /&gt;where they are coming from. I know it's these&lt;br /&gt;people that I should pray for even more.&lt;br /&gt;It's just hard to have that love in my heart&lt;br /&gt;for those people even when I know they really&lt;br /&gt;are the ones who need the love the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm fine. I'm not talking about any&lt;br /&gt;of ya'll. Just some people that I've met&lt;br /&gt;along the way or some people who have tainted&lt;br /&gt;others lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave you with this powerful love poem,&lt;br /&gt;to leave you with some positivity!&lt;br /&gt;Many blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no difficulty that enough love will not conquer;&lt;br /&gt;no disease that enough love will not heal; &lt;br /&gt;no door that enough love will not open; &lt;br /&gt;no gulf that enough love will not bridge; &lt;br /&gt;no wall that enough love will not throw down; &lt;br /&gt;no sin that enough love will not redeem...&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble;&lt;br /&gt;how hopeless the outlook; how muddled the tangle; how great the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all.&lt;br /&gt;If only you could love enough you would be&lt;br /&gt;the happiest and most powerful being in the world...&lt;br /&gt;~Emmet Fox~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-293044039360304392?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/293044039360304392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=293044039360304392&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/293044039360304392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/293044039360304392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-all-forgive-my-venting.html' title='Hey All!'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-3974921515016616695</id><published>2007-11-26T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:57:37.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people</title><content type='html'>Do some people just not have a conscience anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they never had a conscience to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;Have some people in this world just forgotten that &lt;br /&gt;people have feelings and that our hearts are fragile?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand mind games and the need to lie.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand the make-up of some people.&lt;br /&gt;How can they go thru their life and try to pull the &lt;br /&gt;wool over someones eyes? How can they look at themselves&lt;br /&gt;in the mirror? Or do they even do that? Do they live&lt;br /&gt;in denial of who they truly are? Or do they simply&lt;br /&gt;just not care? How can someone just not care?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand that concept.&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer in do unto others as you want&lt;br /&gt;done unto you. I just don't know how someone can&lt;br /&gt;just be fake, phony and such a deceiver. Who can &lt;br /&gt;you wake up everyday and be content with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;How can you live with yourself? How can it be so easy&lt;br /&gt;to be so selfish and only think of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I wrap my mind around this notion?&lt;br /&gt;Is it that I just have this big ole heart inside&lt;br /&gt;of me that it's just so hard to fathom?&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the good in everyone and how sad and&lt;br /&gt;disappointing it is to be disappointed.....yet again.&lt;br /&gt;I have this hope, this feeling that what is wanted can be had&lt;br /&gt;and these simple expectations that can turn out well&lt;br /&gt;and I hate when it is dashed. To be hopeful and to feel&lt;br /&gt;you have wasted precious energy and emotion.&lt;br /&gt;The wall of not trusting just grows higher and&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will one day it become impenetrable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-3974921515016616695?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/3974921515016616695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=3974921515016616695&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3974921515016616695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/3974921515016616695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-people.html' title='Some people'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-1720732682720956878</id><published>2007-11-25T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:55:54.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More bored antics</title><content type='html'>Some weird, some interesting, some unusual websites that I have stumbled upon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bossbitching.com:81/"&gt;Wanna b&amp;tch about your boss anonymously?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bored.com/bizarrebids/index.html"&gt;Want to look at bizarre things up for bid on ebay?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com"&gt;Want to sell your self? See what you would be worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prisonbitchname.com"&gt;Want to see what your prison b&amp;tch name would be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findagrave.com"&gt;Want to find where someone is buried? (Preferrably famous person)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="module-list-item"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.am-i-dumb.com"&gt;Want to know how smart your really are?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-1720732682720956878?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1720732682720956878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=1720732682720956878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1720732682720956878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/1720732682720956878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-bored-antics.html' title='More bored antics'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30733527.post-8727830662241313319</id><published>2007-11-25T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:59:18.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you do when you are bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not much in the Christmas spirit. I hope that changes.&lt;br /&gt;When I think of Christmas, honestly, I think of stress.&lt;br /&gt;Which is ironic when you see my first blogthing quiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Holiday Stress Level is High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourholidaystresslevelquiz/high.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about the holidays stresses you out - from your freaky family to packed malls.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the perfect time of year for you to take a solo vacation to Hawaii.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourholidaystresslevelquiz/"&gt;What's Your Holiday Stress Level?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(How ironic a bunch of friends are going to Hawaii for Christmas this year&lt;br /&gt;on a cruise!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4B8B8" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fruitcake!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B8F7D0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcrappychristmasgiftareyouquiz/fruitcake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taste like nothing else in this world.&lt;br /&gt;And get ready, you're about to get tossed!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcrappychristmasgiftareyouquiz/"&gt;What Crappy Christmas Gift Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A fruitcake! Ha!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Eggnog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatholidayfoodareyouquiz/eggnog.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich, sweet, and probably a little drunk. Everyone who knows you tends to get a little fatter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayfoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pass the eggnog, ya'll! Ha! Ha!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope, You're Not a Grinch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagrinchquiz/grinch-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may feel Grinch-like at times, it's just because you're worn out from the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get into the holiday spirit more than most people - and you truly enjoy celebrating with your family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagrinchquiz/"&gt;Are You a Grinch?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Well, come on warm and tingly feeling! I want to be in the &lt;br /&gt;Christmas spirit. I want to want to listen to Christmas songs, I want&lt;br /&gt;the desire to put up the Christmas tree; I want to want to start&lt;br /&gt;my Christmas shopping. Anybody else feeling this funk?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-place.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/503/503853o9oy8f4hne.gif width=260 height=250 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-works.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Now my list isn't as long as hers but I get what she's thinking.....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30733527-8727830662241313319?l=2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8727830662241313319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30733527&amp;postID=8727830662241313319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8727830662241313319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30733527/posts/default/8727830662241313319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2bcontinuallyblessed.blogspot.com/2007/11/things-you-do-when-you-are-bored.html' title='Things you do when you are bored'/><author><name>Blessed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11343911380017990897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h229/froggysue/PugsANDTat072007017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
