<?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-18542869</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:41:58.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volcanic Sacrifices</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the Criffs of Insanity!  She's crass, she's loud, she's obnoxious....but she's got a neat &amp; tidy linen closet.  These are the rantings of Keebler Jen...careful...watch out for hot lava.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114193933288293230</id><published>2006-03-09T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:24:27.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;now reach my blog at the new home of the volcanic sacrifices  at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com/blog"&gt;http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know my RSS feed (i still haven't a clue WTF it is...)  but dale will get it &amp; update this post in a little bit.  please change  all your links for me?  thanks a million! :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;see you in the volcano!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Addendum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My RSS feed can be located at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com/blog/?feed=rss2"&gt;&lt;span id="role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com/blog/?feed=rss2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114193933288293230?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193933288293230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193933288293230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-can.html' title='you can...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114193909724231087</id><published>2006-03-09T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:01:02.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough is enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Tha's all &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; can &lt;b&gt;stands&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;I can't stands no more&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Popeye, the sailor man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its been an arduous morning....to say the least. the preceeding thursday thirteen you see here is my last real post i'll be making on blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've had it. it took not one, not two, not even three...but FOUR (4) attempts at getting that thing posted. hell...even getting it saved on the site! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lately, no matter how hard i tweak my HTML, it always comes out weirdly spaced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its never formatted the way that i had it originally done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it takes forever for me to get logged on. only to get booted out of the system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;publishing lately has become just about as hard as it would be for me to win a nobel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it only works as well as my former neighbor (and since he was unemployed....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its downtime is a crap shoot anymore....and we all know that i don't gamble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, i've had it. finito. fini. beendet. τελειωμένος. 終えられる. закончено. acabado. finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the immortal words of heidi klum (of project runway fame) "auf wiedersehen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and no....there will be no kiss goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114193909724231087?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193909724231087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193909724231087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/enough-is-enough.html' title='enough is enough!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114193358596189730</id><published>2006-03-09T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T12:24:00.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its another....Thursday 13!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(yes....i stole my boyfriend's template...since he hasn't made me one. but tweaked it a little for me....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dcroe.com/images/t13.gif" height="130" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Arthur glanced around him once more, and then down at himself, at the sweaty disheveled clothes he had been lying in the mud in on Thursday morning. 'I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle,' he muttered to himself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;–Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thursday "it's all about" 13 of Claudia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my 2nd eldest daughter) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/2006_0303misc_pics0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/2006_0303misc_pics0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/2006_0303misc_pics0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/2006_0303misc_pics0003.jpg" border="0" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. was born on december 20, 1995...making her a cusp baby sagittarius/capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2. that being said, she's 10.....going on 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(my worst fears are coming true)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3. still keeps her blankie that she came home from the hospital with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(its the binkie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4. is very much a girly-girl....pink, barbies, baby-dolls...the like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(much to my chagrin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5. love to dance &amp; sing....although she's totally uncoordinated &amp;amp; can't do either well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(i would never tell her that though...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6. is getting into her own music....gwen, hillary &amp; lindsay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(good lord....the TEEN years are coming!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7. loves playing soccer &amp;amp; being on the school CC team....but HATES to run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(i know...my daughter...the conundrum..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8. is my twin. in physical beauty, vocal talents &amp;amp; deep within our souls. wanna know who i was as a kid...check out claudia! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;9. thinks that i'm the funniest person on the planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(she doesn't get out much...i know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;10. for being a slobby person....is one of the cleanest people i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(she's addicted to taking showers...lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;11. thinks of herself as "Jr. Mom" and plays her part to a "T". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(and the others do NOT appreciate the devotion she puts into her role...lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;12. talks in her sleep.....A LOT. also drools. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(god, she's going to kill me...lol! i think she gets it from her father's side...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;13. is also a lovely disco dancer.....i think with her sister's assistance! :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;(leave your link in comments, I'll add you here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="60%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/blog" targer="_blank"&gt;DC Roe...the babe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordplay.lastpromise.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Caryn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danno.org/blogs/" target="_blank"&gt;Chickadee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Chris....the twin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.looseleafnotes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snaphappymom.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.take2max.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmyandjacob.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="40%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Suz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Whiskey Talking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;doug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://straddlingtheline.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lucysdilemma.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114193358596189730?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193358596189730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114193358596189730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-anotherthursday-13.html' title='its another....Thursday 13!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114183334924144196</id><published>2006-03-08T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T07:55:49.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shocked?!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm not. lol!! ahhh....romance......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'The Bachelor' Couple Say Romance Is Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/images/022806-bachelorfinale-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://abclocal.go.com/images/022806-bachelorfinale-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NASHVILLE, Tenn. (March 7) -&lt;/strong&gt; Humphrey Bogart said it to Ingrid Bergman in "Casablanca" and now Dr. Travis Stork can say it to Sarah Stone: "We'll always have Paris."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stork, an emergency room physician, chose Stone, an elementary school teacher, in the finale of ABC's "The Bachelor: Paris" last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The couple told The Tennessean in a joint interview Monday they are no longer a couple.&lt;br /&gt;Stork, 33, said the rules that prohibited them from dating or being together in public between the end of the show's taping in November and the Feb. 27 finale were hard on their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The France-set "Bachelor" deployed 25 women to vie for Stork's affections during a series of glamorous dates. The season began in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"You're in Paris and you're part of this incredible experience, this fantasy world, and then suddenly you come back to Nashville, and living in the same city I think we thought was going to be a great thing," he said. "But instead, you're forced to pretend you don't know someone, for essentially the last four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"The reality is that we were in this fantasy world. And now that we're back in Nashville, over time when you're not allowed to see someone, you grow apart."&lt;br /&gt;Stone, 26, said, "I definitely think it would've worked out differently" if she and Stork had met and dated under different circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"We wouldn't have had all the baggage that comes from being on this show. It would just be the two of us being able to hang out and get to know each other in a normal situation," she said.&lt;br /&gt;Both said they remain single and unattached and that they had no regrets about doing the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through this time, we realized that it was a great experience in Paris and that we're so lucky to have met one another in Paris, and we'll never forget that," Stone said. "And we both agree and know that we'll be friends forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Asked if they might reconnect romantically after publicity has died down, both just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;03/07/06 18:14 EST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twx.doubleclick.net/click;h=v533be00*o;44306;0-0;0;11655760;14551-438180;000;dclu2=32ae2c487482eabau=6E2582CE5C2E9099;dcg=c1621a;~sscs=?" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright 2006 The Associated Press. The information contained in the AP news report may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or otherwise distributed without the prior written authority of The Associated Press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114183334924144196?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114183334924144196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114183334924144196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/shocked.html' title='shocked?!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114171178420304462</id><published>2006-03-06T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:12:26.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my kid??  18 going on 12.....  UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear, i love her to pieces.  but one day i'm going to beat the ever lovin' shit out of her....again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eldest...she's a sweetheart.  she really is.  but she's also a master manipulator.  &lt;em&gt;(i think she gets that from her mother.....UGH)&lt;/em&gt;  she knows how to work me, which buttons to push &amp; how to twist that knife.  right about now....i want to pummel her.  its a good thing she's at the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she doesn't go to college.  she only works PT at target.  she spends more than she makes.  she loves to incite arguments between me &amp; her father.  she plays us against each other.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now she's at the mall.  nordstroms to be exact &lt;em&gt;(i don't know what her f*ing obsession with that store is...i swear to god)&lt;/em&gt;.  she's been gone since 5.  spending her paycheck she just got the other day.....roughly $160 gone.  &lt;em&gt;(must be nice.)&lt;/em&gt;  she gets a call from her father, who tells her to be home by 10 &lt;em&gt;(but which she says he yelled at her)&lt;/em&gt; and so she calls ME to tell ME to tell HIM to let HER come home when SHE is ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told her NO.  &lt;em&gt;(which means she's pissed off at me now...)&lt;/em&gt;  i am TIRED of being her go-between to dad.  i am TIRED of having her ask me to treat her like an adult, yet she acts like a child constantly.  she needs to call her own dad &amp; tell him that her friend drove her &amp;amp; she will be home as quickly as she can get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't blame her completely.  its her family....well, her mother's family.  they learn this crap &amp; teach it to the younger generations.  manipulation, greed, mistrust, conceit, contempt &amp; denial.  these are their moral fibers.  that's all they know.  they are horrid people.  really.  just thinking about them, gets my stomach all upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is why i need to get her out of here.  get her away from all these people.  she needs some stability.  morals, values, decency.  somewhere that i can reinstall all the things that i taught her &amp; that she seemed to have lost in the year she lived with her grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm just so upset right now.  i can't even see straight.  ugh....what does it take to make someone realize that you love them &amp; all you want to do is help them be better?  be the best that they can possibly be?  to achieve their ultimate self??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'll go to bed now.....and cry.&lt;span lang="0"    family="SCRIPT" pt style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:10;color:#cea368;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114171178420304462?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114171178420304462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114171178420304462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-wrong.html' title='what is wrong...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114157613976933187</id><published>2006-03-05T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T08:42:23.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oscar worthy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://student.valpo.edu/kgrimold/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" height="746" alt="" src="http://student.valpo.edu/kgrimold/oscar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S OSCAR DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all abuzz out here in tinsel-town. probably the one night that hollywood shines....and we all don't look like complete loonies out west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? am i oscar material? do you think i could garner one of the little gold men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best actress....that'd be my category. i'm acting all the time....like i care, like i'm sorry, like i'm sad....and i've got that whole acting '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' schtick down to a "T". and to boot? i can do it in a TON of different accents! &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05e95/08" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i'm really talented...or so i've been told by friends, loved ones &amp; drama teachers....lol!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get up there &amp;amp; be just like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000659/"&gt;babs&lt;/a&gt; &amp; utter my own.... "hello, gorgeous!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh my goodness! i can't believe this. well, i can. since i'm so GD good at what i do. but who am i to tell you all that? you VOTED for me! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(insert fake laugh track here)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this is really an honor for me. really. i've been looking for one of these for years. you can never find one going for a decent price on eBay. jesus, its much heavier than i thought it'd be! wild!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i guess i should start off by thanking the academy. i don't know why.... but it seems that everyone thanks them first, so why fudge with tradition? but thanks, so much, for this great little guy. who will become my new momma's boy shortly. sorry jake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"speaking of jake.....i'd like to thank my kids. liz, gabe, lea, jake.....you guys keep me heavily stocked in fart jokes &amp; smelly clothes. you're the ones who picked up where nana left off. i'd have never reached this plateau of insanity, if it weren't for you 4. so, thanks. no really....this is not sarcasm. well, ok....its a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; sarcasm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mom....dad. thanks. for doing.....whatever it was that you did, to make me such a funny, clever, intelligent, sweet, fun-loving, passionate, wild, incredibly gorgeous....oh yeah...and humble person that i am today. i'd also like to thank you both for cracking my psyche into a million little pieces, that turned me into this raving lunatic you see before you today. thanks. you guys are GREAT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"god. i don't know what you did, but thanks anywho. i'm just saying....remember this. to cancel out all the bad shit i've done lately, you know? i mean....come on! i'll share oscar with you.....if you ask.....nicely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bubba &amp;amp; kat. thanks for making me feel SO much worse about myself than i already do. its so wonderful to have 2 younger siblings....who are so much taller....and so much thinner....than i am. no....really....you two helped emphasize the 'raving' part. you're so great. and no, oscar can't come over for a sleep-over. sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fred, my beloved fred. king of the cats. my knight in fuzzy white armour. you've been my constant companion, friend, alarm clock &amp; sleeping buddy for years now. and really, you're the only one who hasn't done anything to piss me off or contribute to my insanity. so thanks for that. at least there's &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; hope for me, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and i'm not going to pull a '&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005476/"&gt;hilary swank&lt;/a&gt;' &amp;amp; forget my man. so, dc. this is for you babe! WE DID IT!! well....i did it. but you can say you helped! that's gotta be something, right? who's not going to publish the boyfriend of an oscar winner now, hmmmm?? we'll get 'em babe! you'll see!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well....i guess that's everyone. thanks again so much. this is truly a great honor. and now, in the immortal words of my beloved brother, bubba..... 'GET BENT, AMERICA!' night all!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that's how it would go.... but alas...i'm not nominated this year... (i've SO got to talk to my people.....::UGH::). so, i'll sit at home like the rest of america. watching my gold man go to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad. he would have made a great spare TP holder.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114157613976933187?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114157613976933187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114157613976933187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-worthy.html' title='oscar worthy?'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114149173020111051</id><published>2006-03-04T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T09:02:10.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALLING ALL GEEKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT id=role_document  face=Arial color=#000000 size=2&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#400040 size=3&gt;wanted:&amp;nbsp;  extra smart computer geek for help with flash animation &amp;amp; graphics  design.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;UL&gt;   &lt;LI&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;project:&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; the new home of    the &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com"&gt;&lt;FONT    face="Comic Sans MS" color=#00ff00&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;VOLCANIC    SACRIFICES&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; need someone    to develop my idea of a sacrificial site into a reality....well, a virtual    reality&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;   &lt;LI&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;compensation:&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; my undying    gratitude &amp;amp; one of jen's FABULOUSLY WONDERFUL gift baskets!&amp;nbsp;    &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;   &lt;LI&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;project start date:&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; as    soon as humanly possible.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;   &lt;LI&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;project theme:&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;    think.....Joe vs the Volcano........that should do it nicely.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114149173020111051?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114149173020111051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114149173020111051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/calling-all-geeks.html' title='CALLING ALL GEEKS!!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114131172262449579</id><published>2006-03-02T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:54:07.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's.....Thursday Thirteen....again! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteen300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday "it's all about" Thirteen of Gabe &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my eldest son) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/2005_0306Image0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/320/2005_0306Image0029.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. was born on August 22, 1997....which makes him a leo. &lt;em&gt;(grrrrrrr....baby!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. had a head so large &lt;em&gt;(i'm not being mean....it's true!)&lt;/em&gt; that he couldn't sit up on his own until he was almost 5 months old. it was &lt;em&gt;(ok, i'll be honest....it still is)&lt;/em&gt; a big old noggin.&lt;br /&gt;3. suffers from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspergers"&gt;Aspergers Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;. which is a mild form of autism. which loosely translates into he's smart as a whip, but appears standoffish about it.&lt;br /&gt;4. even though he's only 8, he's already had 24 stitches in his lifetime. &lt;em&gt;(he's a really klutzy kid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. is a &lt;strong&gt;MASTER&lt;/strong&gt; at the gamecube. and i do mean master. &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; even go to him for game help. &lt;em&gt;(yes, he's addicted.....::SIGH::)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. is quite an accomplished artist for 8. he can always be found making mom a picture of dinosaurs, dragons or spiderman. &lt;em&gt;(yeah...i know....weird selection....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. is currently on a 5th grade reading level. and the kicker?? he doesn't read all that much. &lt;em&gt;(ok, so, i brag about my kids accomplishments...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. has a girlfriend. although i'm not really sure HOW at this point. &lt;em&gt;(this kid has a hard time asking me to go outside....much less asking a girl to be his.....weird)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. has been a spiderman addict since, i think, conception. &lt;em&gt;(he totally reminds me of my brother)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. has a weird attachment to small stuffed animals. he &lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt; them. sometimes, i'll admit, its creepy. &lt;em&gt;(ok....really creepy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. is an "irish twin" of his older sister, claudia &lt;em&gt;(who will be on the next edition of TT)&lt;/em&gt;. they are 18 months apart.&lt;br /&gt;12. desperately wants a puppy....but is going to have to wait until we move. &lt;em&gt;(and maybe until fifi kicks the bucket :) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. was my best surprise baby. they said he was a girl....for every ultrasound. his name was supposed to be Robin Michelle. &lt;em&gt;(he still giggles about this factoid.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/blog/?p=83"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://kimmyandjacob.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://take2max.com/blog/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://snaphappymom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://straddlingtheline.blogspot.com/"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.danno.org/blogs/index.php"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://wordplay.lastpromise.com/"&gt;Caryn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://www.lucysdilemma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114131172262449579?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114131172262449579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114131172262449579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/itsthursday-thirteenagain.html' title='it&apos;s.....Thursday Thirteen....again! :)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114122428420147564</id><published>2006-03-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:55:32.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dusting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;of the foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, folks....its &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ash_Wednesday"&gt;ash Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;. the lenten season is upon us. translation = today i starve...along with good friday, for the next 40 days i get to feel like crap about shit i've done, fish will be a mainstay in my diet &amp; and its easter egg dying season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've got to admit....catholics got some weird traditions. now, i won't knock my religion. hell no. my mom raised me better than that. but when lent season comes along....i know how catholic mothers can get so good at that catholic guilt thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i've been wondering. what am i guilty about this lent? and what am i prepared to give up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is my penance day. i need to admit to something horrible &amp;amp; feel like shit for it....all day. and then carry that guilt for 40 days. 40 looooooooong days. and to add insult to injury, you've also got to give up something. i don't know what i'm going to lose this year. i've been racking my brain for weeks now. but no circumventing the admission thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm guilty for a lot of shit. a lot. i'll be the first to admit....i'm no angel. i'm in no way near perfect. &lt;em&gt;(make note of this....for while i'm admitting it now...i'm not likely to during a non-lent season...)&lt;/em&gt; but i've got to atone for something that's really bad. or something that has caused me to overly dwell on or fester about. hmmmmmmmm.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i've got it. more about this one later on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what do i want to give up? i don't have any vices anymore. well, ones that aren't illegal or bad for you. ok....totally bad for you. i cuss up a storm....but i don't think i'll be giving this one up. i like it too fucking much. &lt;em&gt;(oooh...my bad....i don't ordinarily cuss on here, do i?)&lt;/em&gt; but i'm kinda stuck. i could give up fatty foods, sweets, soda, manicures, pedicures, eating out, frivolous shopping, yelling at the kids &lt;em&gt;(um....no....that one stays...)&lt;/em&gt;, there is always my gaming, my obsession with shoes, my weekly VS sprees?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what are some suggestions from the peanut gallery? anyone, anyone?&lt;span lang="0"    family="SCRIPT" style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:10;color:#cea368;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114122428420147564?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114122428420147564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114122428420147564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/03/dusting.html' title='the dusting'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114109054357590038</id><published>2006-02-27T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T20:39:42.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>technical difficulties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so sorry.  i have not blogged in, what seems like, forever.  but i've been having technical difficulties.  both technological &amp; individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;technological&lt;/strong&gt;  -  have you noticed just how much blogger sucks lately?  its always got a problem.  there is always something wrong.  i swear to god, blogger reminds me of my father some days.....&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; some new ailment, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; some new affliction.  i wonder if its a hypochondriac like dad is??  &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05e95/02" /&gt;  sorry dad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been so bad, people are fleeing....like rats from a sinking ship.  &lt;em&gt;(and on a side note.....guess who's jumping soon???  more on that and the NEW home (&lt;strong&gt;and ideas&lt;/strong&gt;) for&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.volcanicsacrifices.com"&gt;'The New Volcanic Sacrifices'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;....coming up this week!) &lt;/em&gt; speaking of.....have you checked out DC's new &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/blog"&gt;digs&lt;/a&gt;??  can we all say, "nice"??  lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;individual &lt;/strong&gt; -  this has been a mixed emotion week.  Saturday was the surprise baby shower for my best friend, tanya &lt;em&gt;(who i'm dropping massive hints about being godmommy about...lol!)&lt;/em&gt;.  she's having a little girl.  we're so excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well....anywho, i get a call Saturday morning.  from my &lt;a href="http://http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;twin&lt;/a&gt;, chris.  &lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/2006/02/robert-allen-sourisseaujanuary-3rd.html"&gt;uncle bob&lt;/a&gt; passed away.  and its so very sad.  i only knew him briefly, but he was such a wonderful man.  so kind &amp; gentle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its always sad when beloved family members pass on.  but its mixed emotions when they were so sick, there really was no quality of life.  and now, we all know that he's not in pain or sick anymore.  my heart aches for my twin.  she loved him so.  and she's already endured so much since &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3738/1873/1600/copyofgerald2.jpg"&gt;jerold&lt;/a&gt; passed too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to add insult to injury, her grandmother &lt;em&gt;(uncle bob's mom)&lt;/em&gt; isn't doing so hot either.  she's ready to go to the great beyond now too.  so, right now i'm just praying that my twin can make it through the next few weeks.  she's an amazing woman, but has an incredible vulnerable side that not many know.  and this is going to be so very hard for her.  so very hard.  i'm thinkin' about ya twin!!  xoxoxo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday....i had yet another, in another long line of, fight with you know who.  it seems like he actually gets off making me miserable.  i swear....one of these days i'm going to snap.  and you're going to read about some psychotic woman in pico rivera, california....who went beserk &amp; mutilated her ex-husband.  i'm not kidding here, folks.  he's a looney &amp; he's going to pitch me off the deep end one of these days.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god we're moving soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today.....well.....its the 36th birthday of my beloved &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/volcanicsacrifices/?partqs=amonth%3D7%26ayear%3D2005&amp;_c11_blogpart_blogpart=blogview&amp;amp;_c=blogpart"&gt;henry&lt;/a&gt;.  well, would have been his 36th birthday.  and its just made me unbelievably sad.  i miss him more that i realized.  we didn't talk all that often since i moved out here, but when we did, it was like time hadn't even passed a moment between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its so very sad.  he was so young.  and he was my confidant, co-conspirator, party pal....friend.  and now he's gone.  and today.....wow.  i miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note, since i've been absent, we had my favorite activity.  Thursday thirteen!  and i'm so very sorry i didn't visit anyone.  i suck....i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many, MANY thanks to my friends who came to see me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Tayna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Karri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Colleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Nancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Killired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Kate R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008080;"&gt;Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i SWEAR.....this week....i will be better.  i promise.  thanks for tolerating me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i now return you to your regularly scheduled rain session.  i'll be back on in a bit....dinner &amp; natives are calling my name....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"........oh, jeni.......!!"&lt;span lang="0"    family="SCRIPT" pt style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:10;color:#cea368;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114109054357590038?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114109054357590038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114109054357590038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/technical-difficulties.html' title='technical difficulties'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114067695406783317</id><published>2006-02-22T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:05:07.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another.....Thursday Thirteen! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteen300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday "it's all about" Thirteen of Jenette &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my eldest daughter) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/IMG02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/320/IMG02.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1. has been my daughter since april 6, 1994....when i came into her life for GOOD. lol!&lt;br /&gt;2. is a scorpio -- born november 15, 1987.&lt;br /&gt;3. her current age is 18.....thinks she's 25.....mostly acts like she's 9.....ok, 10 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(on good days...lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. is obsessed with shopping....especially for makeup &amp; shoes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(wonder where she gets that from?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. contracted hepatitis "A" when she was 5...and because her mother is such a loser, she didn't take her to the doctor until 8 days later. she had it full blown. and now can never donate blood cause her mother is a moron. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i have to get in my digs where i can, folks...lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. wants to go to college &amp;amp; study elementary education. she wants to be a 1st grade teacher! :)&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cannot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; drive a car....no matter what she says. lol!!&lt;br /&gt;8. is currently employed at Tar-jay.....she closes on most nights &amp; likes to work CS. she's a workaholic. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which goes against everything she ever did as a kid...lol!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. is a DIEHARD DODGER FAN!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GO BLUE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. got a tattoo the day after her 18th birthday. its 3 stars. on her lower back. pink &amp;amp; blue. if you can't tell by my deadpanned description....i was/am not happy. but hell...she's 18 now.&lt;br /&gt;11. was the SOLE reason for me becoming a mom....... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(contrary to popular belief.....gives some of the BEST GD hugs on the planet!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. is the proud owner of Mlle. Fifi Le Fleur. a very annoying, very obnoxious chihuahua. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as you can tell....i am not a fan of mlle. fifi.....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. when coaxed properly....can make a WONDERFUL disco partner. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i don't think i was supposed to tell you all that....ooooops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/02/13-things-take-4.html"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://kimmyandjacob.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://take2max.com/blog/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://snaphappymom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://straddlingtheline.blogspot.com/"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.danno.org/blogs/index.php"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://wordplay.lastpromise.com/"&gt;Caryn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://www.lucysdilemma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114067695406783317?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114067695406783317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114067695406783317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/anotherthursday-thirteen.html' title='another.....Thursday Thirteen! :)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114047157137750572</id><published>2006-02-20T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:22:38.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you, mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;And I wake to find that you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you want me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I say when it's all over&lt;br /&gt;And sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad, sad situation&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting more and more absurd&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we talk it over&lt;br /&gt;Oh it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;That sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;bgsound balance="0" src="" volume="0"&gt;&lt;/bgsound&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114047157137750572?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114047157137750572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114047157137750572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-you-mom.html' title='for you, mom'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114022986302112357</id><published>2006-02-17T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:54:12.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please tune in....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;....now, most of you in the blogosphere know that &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;d. challener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp; i are an item. like we really hide it from public view. lol!! we are best friends (since 87) &amp;amp; just so happen to be afianced. cohabitors, roomies, cuddle bugs. you get the idea. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;anywho....i know that my opinion is a biased one. but i can (on most occasions) give a completely unbiased opinion of practically anything. just ask my kids. sometimes i can be brutally honest. i've been told that its because i'm a sagittarius. &lt;em&gt;(finally something that i can't blame on my mother...lol)&lt;/em&gt; the archer has the tendency to be blunt &amp; to the point....and usually wind up with either the left, right or (as its happened to me before) both feet planted firmly within our teeth. i've stepped on more toes than i can count &amp;amp; i'm sure i've bruised an ego or two in my short tenure here on the 3rd rock from the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;i am the first editor on any of dale's pieces. i am also the most sharpest of his critics.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;if its crap, i tell him so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;if it needs tweaking, i tell him so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;if it needs to be retooled, i tell him so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;if its excellent just the way it is, i tell him so. but usually in a hushed voice, so as not to inflate his ego; it cannot be larger than mine, cause after all....it's all about me. &lt;em&gt;(sorry &lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;twin&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;so here's the deal-io, the low-down, the haps, the 411.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;you've got to check out his latest work &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/02/run-for-your-afterlife-short-story.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Run For Your Afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;being an avid reader as well as a semi-devout, quasi-practicing roman catholic -- this story had me laughing my ass off. and i don't let my laugh or my ass go for a lot....well, not anymore. this piece is wonderfully written &amp; terribly funny. i can just imagine dale sitting up on a cloud, way off to the side....doing some angel watching. he's got an incredible knack for becoming his character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;i giggle everytime i think about poor basil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;but you should read the story to find out &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; i giggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;please give my sweetie a look-see. he'd appreciate it &amp;amp; i'd be ever grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;and it would look good on your heavenly resume! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114022986302112357?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114022986302112357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114022986302112357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/please-tune-in.html' title='please tune in....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114014047914688827</id><published>2006-02-16T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:48:57.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MAJOR DILEMMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;my cookies are frosted....in a real bad way. so, i post to you, my readers, a question. well...several questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;what is your stance on paroled sex offenders? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;what would you do in a situation like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;the jist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;My children attend an elementary in Pico Rivera, California. Their father also maintains a house there, that they live in 1/2 the time. Yesterday I received a letter from the kids school from Chuck Fuentes, City Manager of the City of Pico Rivera. It was informing parents &amp; citizens that there was a community meeting THAT NIGHT at 6:30PM in City Hall. (click &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/files/City Letter.doc"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a typed copy of said letter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that State Parole Officers have been placing paroled &amp;amp; transient sex offenders in our cities motels and moving them EVERY 4 DAYS to avoid having to register them with our local authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sex offenders are being released &amp; housed in our city WITHOUT OUR KNOWLEDGE. I believe that this violates existing state laws requiring sex offenders to be housed at least 1/2 a mile from schools. This practice most definitely leaves our city at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is criminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also miffed and frankly disturbed that I received this notice with little more than 4 hours notice from the city about this meeting. And because so, I was not able to attend. I have 4 children. There is no way I can find emergency sitters at such short notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that this city that I have entrusted with not only the education of my children, but their general well being &amp;amp; safety, would be so negligent in allowing this practice to occur. And that they would hinder their response to public outcry with a measly 4 HOUR notice to their citizens about such a "hot button" topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am appalled &amp; aghast, to say the least. I am thoroughly disgusted with the State Parole Officers &amp;amp; their handling of this situation. It sickens me to know that they are allowing such vile degenerates to freely hop about my city, without my knowledge...hell, without ANYONE'S knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;so....my dear readers.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114014047914688827?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114014047914688827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114014047914688827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/major-dilemma_16.html' title='A MAJOR DILEMMA'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114007167347014840</id><published>2006-02-15T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:01:08.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteen300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday "it's all in the numbers &amp; sizes" Thirteen of Jen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. is a great fan of old navy tank tops...size L &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;2. their low rise, dark blue, stretch jean....size 14.&lt;br /&gt;3. is currently a 40D (but is intent on having a reduction....and it couldn't be soon enough) Body by VS.&lt;br /&gt;4. loves steve madden shoes....size 8 (they grew 1/2 size when i was PG with gabe)&lt;br /&gt;5. lives in her Vickie's Secret cotton bikini's...size L (i'm a hippy girl)&lt;br /&gt;6. once got to shop in 5-7-9....cause she was a size 7.&lt;br /&gt;7. is now currently a size 14.&lt;br /&gt;8. which is better, since i &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to be a size 18.&lt;br /&gt;9. wears her FSU hat proudly....which is a size 7.5&lt;br /&gt;10. is now currently 33 years of age....and doesn't look like it on most days! :)&lt;br /&gt;11. is 2547.66 miles from her ultimate destination....raleigh, nc! (but gets to drive that this summer...whee....NOT! see #12 for why)&lt;br /&gt;12. the household count now stands at: 3 adults, 4 children, 3 dogs, 3 cats, 1 rabbit....and i'm not counting the fish.&lt;br /&gt;13. up to this date, has currently endured 42 cumulative (non-consecutive...thank GOD) hours of labor...with more planned in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/02/13-things-take-4.html"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://kimmyandjacob.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://take2max.com/blog/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://snaphappymom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://straddlingtheline.blogspot.com/"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.danno.org/blogs/index.php"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://wordplay.lastpromise.com/"&gt;Caryn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  &lt;a href="http://www.lucysdilemma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114007167347014840?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114007167347014840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114007167347014840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/thursday-thirteen_15.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114007003845657332</id><published>2006-02-15T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:08:49.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is a storm brewing on the horizon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;standing on the shore, looking out. you can see it. the calm ocean, but the dark clouds off in the far distance. something is coming...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;things here have been tense, to say the least. and about nothing in particular. yeah, we're still lovey dovey. but there is something there....beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;the sea starts to churn some....the foam doesn't seem to dissipate now. just ever present.....telling....of the imminent storm.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;words get exchanged. its cool in the room now. not because of the winter chill out the window. you can feel the tension. heavy, cumbersome. an uncomfortable hush, eerily quiet.....&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;the water starts its rise. the sea has traded its pale blue hue for a darker, more ominous blue/black. the wind picks up, lashes hair about your face. step back from the water's edge....look up to the heavens.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114007003845657332?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114007003845657332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114007003845657332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/there-is-storm-brewing-on-horizon.html' title='there is a storm brewing on the horizon....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114004132913928893</id><published>2006-02-15T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:23:01.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>70 things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....about jennifer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Initials: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;JLTG (and one day) R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Name someone with the same birthday as you: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;my niece amber &amp; my nephew julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Last thing you ate: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;fish, red potatoes &amp;amp; peas -n- carrots (for last nights dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. For or against same sex marriage: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;for. who am i to begrudge someone else being miserable??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Are you homophobic: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;absolutely not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday morning?: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;Saturday morning, sunday, monday, tuesday....you get the idea. i love SBSP! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do you believe in God: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How many US states have you been to: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. How many of the US states have you lived in: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Ever lived outside of the US: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;unfortunately not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Name something you like physically about yourself: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;lately my hair has been GREAT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Something non-physical you like about yourself: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;my sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is your dads name: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;Kenneth, but we all call him Ken &amp; his brothers call him K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What is your dream car: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;67 shelby gt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;egypt, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Favorite type of Food? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Favorite holiday: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;toss up between halloween &amp;amp; christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Do you download music: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What illegal things have you done: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;oh god....i can't list them all here! but i did steal over 300 golf balls from the Springs CC one summer night! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Where would you want to go on a first date: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;the symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Would you date the person who posted this before you? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;lol...no! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yes...my dc! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Have you ever cried for no reason: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah....girls have weird hormones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Do you like Bush: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yep! i'm a die hard repub! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Have you ever bungee jumped: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;i would like to, but i don't think my back would allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Have you ever white-water rafted: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;no, but i'm going to one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Last person you hugged: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;my lea bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Have you ever met a real redneck? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah! and on occasion, i am one! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. How is the weather right now: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;cold &amp; clear....weird since we've been having summer like weather out here in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What song are you listening to right now?: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;bad girls by donna summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. What are your current favorite songs?: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;i usually don't listen to the radio for current songs. so i guess my favorite song lately has been "Highway to Hell" by AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. What was the last movie you watched?: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;Narnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Do you wear contacts: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;only to make my brown eyes green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Where was the last place you went besides your house? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;to fallas for some cheap jeans for liz &amp;amp; gabe &amp; then to lea's school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. What are you afraid of? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;roaches, drowning &amp;amp; death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. OOOOH ____: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;is it time to move to NC yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. How many pets do u have: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;3 cats, 1 rabbit, 3 dogs &amp; some fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Have you ever loved someone: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah. a lot of someones. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. What do you like in a guy/girl: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;intellect, a great smile, honesty, inner strength &amp;amp; charisma....lucky for dale he's got it all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. What do you usually order from StarBucks? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;a venti caramel machiatto w/ a mocha affogato. :) i'm a starbucks junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42.Have you ever fired a gun: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah...last time was when i was in HS....with billy &amp; some of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Are you missing someone: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah, my pop. he's in iraq. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Say something totally random about yourself: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;i don't know why i painted my nails this ridiculous pink color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Do you have an Ipod? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;no, but i have an MP3 player! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. What's your mom's name: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;Kennie after her dad. but you call her that &amp;amp; she WILL kill you. so she goes by her middle name, Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Who would you like to see right now: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;val kilmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Favorite band of all time (only ONE): &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;led zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Dogs or cats:&lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt; cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Have you ever been caught doing something / someone you weren't supposed to be doing: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yeah....but it was setup that way so someone would see it. i was trying to get rid of a boyfriend who couldn't take a hint...like, WE'RE NOT GOING OUT ANYMORE. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Favorite flower: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;gerbera daisies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;KETTLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. What books are you reading: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;the historian by elizabeth kostova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Have you ever ridden in a limo: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Has anyone you were really close to passed away? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yes, just last year....henry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Do you watch MTV: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;not anymore. it sucks now. but my eldest makes me watch it with her. BTW...did you know they don't play music on it anymore??? weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. What's something that really bugs you: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;people who are rude &amp; inconsiderate of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. What are some things you really like doing: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;reading &amp;amp; gaming, playing with the kids, listening to disco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Can you dance: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;i think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Favorite basketball team: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;LAKERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Favorite cereal: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;count chocula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Do you drive: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. What's the latest you have ever stayed out: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66. Last time you went bowling: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;last summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Were you ever rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room? &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;yep. twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Who was your last phone call?: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;to dc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Last time you were at work: &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;real work....2001. but i'm a sahm, so i never get off work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. What's your favorite state to be in: us state or state of mind? : &lt;span style="color:#004080;"&gt;probably hawaii! :) since my mind is terribly cluttered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Light;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Light;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114004132913928893?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114004132913928893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114004132913928893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/70-things.html' title='70 things....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-114003828807458855</id><published>2006-02-15T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T13:18:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/DSCF0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/320/DSCF0533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-114003828807458855?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114003828807458855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/114003828807458855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/wordless-wednesday_15.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113998321141082644</id><published>2006-02-14T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:00:11.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a puzzler...</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT id=role_document  face=Arial color=#000000 size=2&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;why do i do this to&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;amazing man who loves&amp;nbsp;me for who i  am??  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i'm always telling dale he'd be better off without me &amp;amp; the 4  heathens.&amp;nbsp; he could move in a heartbeat, get a great job that he wouldn't  have to schedule around 4 kids &amp;amp; their neurotic mother.&amp;nbsp; my constant  draining on his finances.&amp;nbsp; my ever meddling ex.&amp;nbsp; my ever growing list  of medical maladies.&amp;nbsp; my more than popular mood swings.&amp;nbsp; my anal  retentiveness.&amp;nbsp; the kids ongoing attitudes.&amp;nbsp; their messes.&amp;nbsp; their  fights.&amp;nbsp; their unwillingness to eat ANY meal prepared for them by anyone  other ronald mcdonald.&amp;nbsp; the constant battles for the bathroom &amp;amp; the  television.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i could go on...but i have to&amp;nbsp;face it.&amp;nbsp; he's in it for the long  haul.&amp;nbsp; nothing deters this man.&amp;nbsp; and i do mean nothing.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;nice to be loved that much, ain't it?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;now if i could only get used to it.&lt;FONT lang=0  face="Copperplate Gothic Light" color=#000000 size=2 FAMILY="SANSSERIF"  PTSIZE="10"&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113998321141082644?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113998321141082644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113998321141082644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/puzzler.html' title='a puzzler...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113989299494694112</id><published>2006-02-13T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:56:35.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cupid day</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV id=role_document&gt; &lt;TABLE id=role_layout height="100%" cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=7 width="100%"  align=center  background=http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/stationery/occs/valentinesday-st/valentinesday/valentines-roses-st  border=0&gt;   &lt;TBODY&gt;   &lt;TR height="100%"&gt;     &lt;TD width="100%"&gt;       &lt;DIV id=role_body        style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; HEIGHT: 100%"&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Happy Valentines Day....Everyone!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;my valentines day top "10"&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; dc's smile&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; a sly wink from my mother&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; a hug from gabe&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; a giggle from lea&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; a kiss from claudia&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; a tickle from jake&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; an "i love you" from jenette&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; a nuzzle from fred&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a "hey, i miss you."&amp;nbsp; from bubba&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;       &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Edwardian Script ITC" color=#ffffff        size=6&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; a "sis, you rock!"&amp;nbsp; from    kat&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113989299494694112?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113989299494694112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113989299494694112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-cupid-day.html' title='happy cupid day'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113986869505993141</id><published>2006-02-13T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:11:36.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger....for me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT id=role_document  face=Arial color=#000000 size=2&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;Heav'n hath no rage like love to hatred turn'd,&lt;BR&gt;Nor Hell a  fury, like a woman scorn'd.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;-- &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Congreve_William/"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;William Congreve&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Congreve_William/mb-b3c02.html#womanscorned"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;The Mourning Bride, III:2&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;She is not old, she is not young,&lt;BR&gt;The Woman with the  Serpent's Tongue.&lt;BR&gt;The haggard cheek, the hungering eye,&lt;BR&gt;The poisoned words  that wildly fly,&lt;BR&gt;The famished face, the fevered hand,&lt;BR&gt;Who slights the  worthiest in the land,&lt;BR&gt;Sneers at the just, contemns the brave,&lt;BR&gt;And  blackens goodness in its grave...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;-- William Watson, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A class=ExternalLink  href="http://www.cordula.ws/p-serpent.html"&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;The Woman with the  Serpent's Tongue&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;And she has a thousand virtues and not one acknowledged  sin,&lt;BR&gt;But she is the sort of person you could liken to a pin.&lt;BR&gt;And she  pricks you, and she sticks you, in a way that can't be said,&lt;BR&gt;When you seek  for what has hurt you, why, you cannot find the head.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;-- &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Wilcox_Ella_Wheeler/"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Wilcox_Ella_Wheeler/kl-chap058.html#quote"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;A Pin&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;If there be devils, would I were a devil,&lt;BR&gt;To live and burn in  everlasting fire,&lt;BR&gt;So I might have your company in hell,&lt;BR&gt;But to torment you  with my bitter tongue!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;--  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Shakespeare_William/"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Shakespeare_William/ti-b5c01.html#devil"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;Titus Andronicus, V:1&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;Anyone can become angry. That is easy. But to be angry with the  right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose and  in the right way... that is not easy.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;-- Aristotle.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;We boil at different degrees.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;-- &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Emerson_Ralph_Waldo/"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;If you prick us, do we not bleed?&lt;BR&gt;if you tickle us, do we not  laugh?&lt;BR&gt;if you poison us, do we not die?&lt;BR&gt;and if you wrong us, shall we not  revenge?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: smaller"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;-- &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Shakespeare_William/"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A  href="http://www.farid-hajji.net/books/en/Shakespeare_William/mv-b3c01.html#59"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;The Merchant of Venice&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT  lang=0 face="Copperplate Gothic Light" color=#000000 size=2 FAMILY="SANSSERIF"  PTSIZE="10"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113986869505993141?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113986869505993141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113986869505993141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/angerfor-me.html' title='anger....for me....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113985776313575283</id><published>2006-02-13T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:09:24.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worry....for dc.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow; it only robs today of its strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;A. J. Cronin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time and happenings and the grace of God are the best solvers of puzzles. One must leave much to these, if he is not to worry himself into premature senility.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Alex Dow&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Benjamin Franklin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Arthur Somers Roche &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worry is evidence of an ill-controlled brain; it is merely a stupid waste of time in unpleasantness. If men and women practiced mental calisthenics as they do physical calisthenics, they would purge their brains of this foolishness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Bennett &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere there is a message in the protest of the man who said, "You can't tell me that worry doesn't help. The things I worry about never happen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Boyd K. Packer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worry is an abuse of God's gift of imagination.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Corrine Lajeunesse  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing that wastes the body like worry, and one who has any faith in God should be ashamed to worry about anything whatsoever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Gandhi  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;During a heavy storm at sea a nervous woman passenger on a large liner went to the captain, seeking reassurance. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Captain," she asked tremulously, "are we in great danger?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't worry, madam," he answered, "after all, we in the hands of God." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh," she gasped, terror written on her face, "is it as bad as that?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;James Keller&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;and last but not least, my love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I worry that no matter how cynical you become, it's never enough to keep up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Jane Wagner&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;now....knock it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113985776313575283?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113985776313575283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113985776313575283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/worryfor-dc.html' title='worry....for dc.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113944613807047396</id><published>2006-02-09T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:08:36.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#949cb3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: rgb(148,156,179) 0% 50%; TEXT-ALIGN: left; moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The Thirteen's that rock my world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;1. jenny - the whole reason i became a mother. sure she's a pain in the ass. yeah, we've been through some rough spots. of course, she thinks she knows better than i do...for &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; about everything. she knows i'd give up my last breath, if it meant her survival. i wouldn't trade her in for a million. i don't care what the birth certificate says. she's mine....for better, for worse, forever. (stuff that in your pipe &amp; smoke it, g.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the yeti aka claudia - she's furry, she's funny &amp;amp; she'll swear she's my twin. she still obsesses over her "blankie", which i adore. she's a taylor.....which is both scary &amp; a blessing.....we taylors have a very warped sense of humor. she's got the best set of eyes i've ever seen, no matter what the doctor said. and with all her imperfections ....she's still perfect to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. G-sq. - if a right wind comes creeping up behind him, yeah....he just might take off like a kite. so, he's more into gamecube than some addicts are into their fix. if you give him a topic, he'll damn near chew your ear off asking questions about it. he's got a wicked genius stroke. and in a pinch, some of the best GD hugs on the planet. OH! and he can draw to boot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the bee girl - yes, as in bumble. this kid can go from 0 to 60 in about 2.8 flat....make porche wet themselves. she's got the most infectious laugh i've ever heard. and that's not biased, kids. facts only here. and for someone so cute, young &amp;amp; perky....she's got the oldest sense of presence i've ever seen....in anyone. you need to laugh? check out the bee. she'll get you grinnin' like the cheshire cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5. boo-boo-kitty - he's so GD cute, he's got his own theme song (written by mommy, of course!) and yes, i am aware his name is derived from J&amp;SBSB..... and yes, occasionally the f**k creeps in there .....but only when he really pisses me off (and its always said under breath). the wunderkind of them all. ok, sure...i spoil him. but have you seen that face?? WHO COULDN'T?!?!?!? he was my light, when i was in so much darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;vbeg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. fred - yes, my cat made it to my list of things that rock my world. he's mean. he's surly. he's the grouchiest thing i've ever seen. he'll only drink water dripping from a faucet. he's spoiled rotten. but he's mine. ALL MINE. he's been my best friend, alarm clock, rock, shoulder &amp;amp; pillow. my own knight in fuzzy white armour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. bubba - my baby brother. my 28 year old baby brother. my 6 ft. 7 in. baby brother. my beer swillin' baby brother. my world class idjit (even worse than an idiot) baby brother. my still- lives- at- home- with- mommy baby brother. my should- have- been- dead- 6- years- ago- due- to- that- retard- friend- of-his baby brother. my fellow airplane!/the princess bride line spoutin' devotee baby brother. my i'm so grateful your still here due to said retard baby brother. my, my god, i'm so proud of you servin' your country baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. kat - i guess its true. i was at the shit end of the gene pool. she's 6'1", long legs, no fat, great hair &amp; hell-a-gorgeous. she's uber talented....and i do mean UBER. could quite possibly play any instrument given to her...just give her about 10 minutes to figure out the logistics. she's got terrible taste in men, but i don't hold it against her. she's wild, sweet &amp;amp; awesomely cool. and in a sticky situation, she'd give her left arm to help you out. my baby sis....love ya sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. dad - i will forever be a "daddy's girl"...no matter what my step-mother says. i'll never be to old to call him daddy. he was my first hero, my first crush, my first love. no man can compare to daddy (but a select few come damn near close). he taught me how to be better than a girl....how to be a tomboy. (and one would say a &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; tomboy at that). i learned to love nature, woodworking, football, tranny's, rebuilding, welding &amp; electrical work...all thanks to him. he'll never be old to me, he'll always be #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. pop - what could be better than 1 dad? TWO! he's funny, weird, gross &amp;amp; totally off his rocker. after all, he loves my mother! but he was a great stand-in when dad wasn't there. he taught me that its ok to laugh at myself. that there are some occasions that you just have to be goofier than hell. and that no matter what everyone says about your relationship....love endures. and the fact that's he's really trying hard to be all tough over in iraq right now....makes me love him just a smidge more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/vbeg&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;11. nana - its been 28 years now that i lost you. pain still raw, but love eternally overflowing. the memory of you is emblazoned on my mind....i don't think its diminished one iota. you were the epitome of class. you taught me what it meant to be a "lady". to love the finer things in life. that if you can't afford it now, there's no stopping you from getting it except a little time &amp; effort. you were the kindest most gentle soul i've ever had the chance to know &amp;amp; was fortunate enough to be related to. i miss the flower garden, the gentle smell of your perfume as you entered the room, the soft touch of your hand on my little head. i don't know what else to say, but i miss you nana. and say hi to everyone up there for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. mom - the person that i clash most with. the lady who made me use 4 letter words on a daily basis...under my breath (they raised me southern, so &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt; i'm respectful....to their face;) ). the reason i missed most after-school fun days in high school, cause she was/is/will always be a grounding &lt;em&gt;freak&lt;/em&gt;. the only person i can't understand....can't comprehend.....can't seem to get through to.....can't seem to stop loving. even though you make me even more insane person than i already am....you made me into this great woman you see before you. i'm stronger because of you. i'm more determined because of you. and i'm a great mom....because of you. love you mom....even if i have to wear one of those funny jackets one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. dc - dale - daley - sir dale - mr. roe....i haven't forgotten that first day in computer class. mainly because everyone told me that i was going to be in the class with the "weird kid". only thing i thought was weird about you? that you didn't smile NEARLY enough. i love that smile. even though you hate it. i love the fact that i have all those incriminating pictures of you in a sequined vest...and that i rub that in. i love being able to tease you about everything....and nothing at all. i am in awe of the fact that you were brave enough to take on one looney fucking chick &amp; her 4 wild heathens. i adore the fact that above anything else, we're best friends first. i still tear, remembering when i held your hand that day in november; my heart aches for you--it'll never be right or just in my book. i'm grateful for the time that we've had together. and i'm damn near giddy with anticipation for whatever may come our way. a girl couldn't be luckier than i am. thanks for being....just you. &lt;strong&gt;and no matter what any one says....YOU TOTALLY FUCKING ROCK!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (yeah...i know....i cussed. but i'm an adult now! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/02/13-things-take-4.html"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/2006/01/26/thursday-13-scrapbooking/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/?page_id=222"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113944613807047396?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113944613807047396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113944613807047396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/thursday-thirteen_09.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113942904154987727</id><published>2006-02-08T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:04:01.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/DSCF0625.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/320/DSCF0625.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113942904154987727?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113942904154987727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113942904154987727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/wordless-wednesday_08.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113942814931641552</id><published>2006-02-08T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:45:18.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got up to go to court, filed the proof of service &amp; then found out that i have to do: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  wait 30 calendar days to file a MOTION FOR DEFAULT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) have henry go to court to file a waiver so he can file his response.  or pay the 350.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since he's a lazy shit &amp; is making me do all this, i've got to go back to court the 1st week of march to file the MFD (mother fucking documents...lol!), the FINAL DISCLOSURE WAIVER, all of the JUDGEMENT papers &amp;amp; the MSA (which i have to retype &amp; get notarized)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now...what will piss me off is if i do all this &amp; then they throw the case out for something stupid (wrong check mark in one spot) and i have to restart all this shit over.  by that time i'll no longer be a california citizen.  and i'm afraid to find out how long it takes to get a divorce in north carolina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thankfully, we don't have to attend the parenting classes.  they're only for parents who can't come to an agreement on visitation/custody or have ORDERS TO SHOW CAUSE on file with the court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the time i'm finished with all this, i'm going to work on helping people file these things on their own....EASILY.  the whole GD system is criminal!  its too GD difficult to get a divorce!  i think they do this to deter people from actually going through with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i already told dale, that if i DO decide to go forth with marrying him, there is no way that we're ever going to get divorced.  if it comes to that point, we'll live in separate parts of the house &amp; he can have a girlfriend.  lol!!  by that time....hell, i may get a girlfriend too!!  LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bushed. i'm going to try to take a nap, since i didn't sleep a wink last night thanks to my lovely sinus infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we now return you to your regularly scheduled ranting....&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" pt style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Light;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113942814931641552?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113942814931641552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113942814931641552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/ugh.html' title='UGH....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113920104376917919</id><published>2006-02-05T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:01:26.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasn't super....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;and it wasn't XL (extra large...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;the &lt;a href="http://animal.discovery.com/convergence/puppybowl/puppybowl.html"&gt;puppy bowl II on animal planet&lt;/a&gt; had more excitement. &lt;em&gt;really. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;i'll give a half-hearted congrats to the steelers, who by all rights &amp; purposes, accepted the win of this superbowl....compliments of the referees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;and with that, i'm going to take my stuffy nose, sore throat &amp;amp; chest congestion.....and try to forget about this blah, bleak &amp;amp; blatantly boring &lt;em&gt;un&lt;/em&gt;-super bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;night all. we'll get 'em next year peyton! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113920104376917919?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113920104376917919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113920104376917919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-wasnt-super.html' title='it wasn&apos;t super....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113899003431752341</id><published>2006-02-03T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T10:16:21.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DAD!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/sailor_salute_flag_wave_hg_clr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="133" alt="GO NAVY!!!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/sailor_salute_flag_wave_hg_clr.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GO USA!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;GO NAVY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i love my dad.....well, my step-dad. i love my dad too. he's great. but my pop, he's a card &amp; a 1/2. and he's been in iraq since december. and i miss him TONS. i think about him every single day. i hope he's safe, i hope he's careful and i hope he comes home soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/pop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="MY POP! :)" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/pop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, i thought i'd post the most recent pictures he sent me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/pop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="MY POP!! :)" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/pop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm so very proud of him!! I MISS YOU POP! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113899003431752341?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113899003431752341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113899003431752341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dad.html' title='MY DAD!!! :)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113894802636581217</id><published>2006-02-02T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T22:27:06.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>further proof that psycho is crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT id=role_document  face=Arial color=#000000 size=2&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;well...since both girls sound like they've been smoking 2 packs a day since  they were born....i decided to keep them both home from school.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;it seems these days....i'm running my very own infirmary.&amp;nbsp; lol.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;anywho....lea comes bee-boppin into my bedroom this AM, complete with  cd-walkman in hand.&amp;nbsp; singing her little heart out.&amp;nbsp; then she promptly  takes a seat in the hallway and continues her singing.&amp;nbsp; shoo fly don't  bother me, if you're happy &amp;amp; you know it, clementine, etc.....kiddie songs  that we all know &amp;amp; love.&amp;nbsp; lol!!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;then about 5 minutes later, this dialog takes place:&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"hey mom?&amp;nbsp; where is the cd?"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"its in your player."&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"no, its not."&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"lea, you were just listening to it.&amp;nbsp; i saw you.&amp;nbsp; you haven't  moved!"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"but i can't find it!"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"what do you mean, you can't find it?&amp;nbsp; where did it go?"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"oh well, i guess i didn't have anything in there anyway."&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"well then what were you listening to?"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"ME, mommy!!&amp;nbsp; i was singing!"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"yes, but who was singing with you?"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;"just me.&amp;nbsp; its ok mom.&amp;nbsp; i'm psycho, remember?"&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;anyone else need further proof.....then you're as psycho as she is.&amp;nbsp;  and that's my lea-dote for the week! :)&lt;FONT lang=0  face="Copperplate Gothic Light" color=#000000 size=2 FAMILY="SANSSERIF"  PTSIZE="10"&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113894802636581217?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113894802636581217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113894802636581217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/further-proof-that-psycho-is-crazy.html' title='further proof that psycho is crazy'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113885728704955318</id><published>2006-02-01T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:39:28.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#949cb3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: rgb(148, 156, 179) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thirteen Things of my favorite movie lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. "Hello.  My name is Iniego Montoya.  You kill my father.  Prepare to die."  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0093779/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "I'm a trifle deaf in this ear.  Speak a little louder next time."  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0067992/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Willy Wonka &amp; The Chocolate Factory&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Surely you can be serious?"  "I am serious.  And don't call me 'Shirley' "  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080339/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Airplane!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "You want the moon? Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey, that's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon."   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038650/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Its A Wonderful Life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. "I LOVE BEING PURPLE!"  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0345950/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;vbeg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Dogs &amp; cats, living together.  MASS HYSTERIA!"  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0087332/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Ghostbusters&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Can I borrow your underpants for ten minutes?"   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088128/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Sixteen Candles&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "As God is my witness, as God is my witness, they're not going to lick me! I'm going to live through this, and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again - no, nor any of my folks! If I have to lie, steal, cheat, or kill! As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031381/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Use the Force, Luke."  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076759/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Star Wars; A New Hope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Brain cloud.  Brain Cloud.  You would have thought they'd come up with something better than a 'Brain cloud'."  -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099892/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Joe Versus The Volcano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/vbeg&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. "Then close your eyes and tap your heels together three times. And think to yourself, 'There's no place like home'."   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "I gave her my heart, and she gave me a pen."   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098258/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Say Anything&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Snakes. Why'd it hafta be snakes?"   -  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082971/"&gt;&lt;font color=#CD1076&gt;Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/02/13-things-take-4.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/2006/01/26/thursday-13-scrapbooking/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/?page_id=222"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113885728704955318?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113885728704955318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113885728704955318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113881050790838308</id><published>2006-02-01T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:15:53.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/john%20lennon"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/400/john%20lennon%27s%20memorial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113881050790838308?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113881050790838308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113881050790838308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/02/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113874386614911361</id><published>2006-01-31T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:18:51.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm almost divorced.  lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i put it off forever. i knew it was going to be a PITA to do.  and let me tell you.....IT IS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$45.00 &amp; 1 paper to get married      v.      $350.00 &amp; 80 papers to get divorced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've managed to complete step one  -  initiating the proceedings (total paperwork @ 22) and file for a fee waiver (since i don't work).  the judge was nice.  he didn't even make me talk in front of him.  he was in the middle of hearing a prelim on a, what i could tell, personal injury disclosure proceedings.  he nodded to the bailiff who took my paperwork &amp; the judge then scribbled something to his clerk who then stamped my stuff &amp;amp; handed it to said bailiff who in turn, made a lovely hand off to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(WHEW!!  football plays are easier to remember than all this.  lol!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went downstairs to the filing clerks window.  hand off all of my pristine paperwork, she separates everything &amp; then stamps the ever loving shit out of it.  nice.  all that hard work to keep it clean.  UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i ask her ever so politely, "so....this is it.  right?  i mean 6 months from now i can go back to being ms. jennifer taylor?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a broad smile creeps across her hardened face &amp; she says, "oh no.  you're just at the beginning!  there's PLENTY more to be done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i swear, i saw the lights flicker &amp; heard evil pipe organ music playing.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the evil filing mistress, now looking even more sinister &amp; foreboding tells me, "you need to head up to the 2nd floor.  visit the family law room.  they'll tell you what to do from there."  and points out the door to the elevators....where i quite possibly saw the top licks of fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by this time i am panicking.  why does it have to be this hard??  off i trudge to the 2nd floor....and just as luck would have it, we entered the elevator that they're preparing to work on.  its all padded inside.  and i wonder?   what in bloody hell do they think i'm going to do in there?  MOSH??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywho....i digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get to the 2nd floor....family law room.  (sounds like something you'd find in a really nice expensive house, KWIM??  &lt;em&gt;"....and this is our newly remodeled Family Law Room..."&lt;/em&gt;)  this man &amp; his bimbette &lt;em&gt;FLY&lt;/em&gt; past me from another elevator, just so they could get in the line in front of me.  nice, huh??  i can't wait to get back somewhere that people actually have MANNERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there i am.  standing in the line from hell.  or to hell.  or on a side trip to hell.  who knows.  i know that eventually i'm going to hell.  that's for sure.  and then i realize that its almost 10:30.  i have to leave.  time for lea to go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i grab my girls &amp; practically sprint from the building.  you know, once outside, i didn't feel so bad.  that building has bad karma.  r e a l l y  bad karma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i get to do this all over again.....tomorrow.  only now i have a case number.....and the clock has officially begun to tick! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw.....and on a really strange twist of fate?  my case number is DC's birthday.  lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113874386614911361?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113874386614911361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113874386614911361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/well_31.html' title='well.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113853032854313711</id><published>2006-01-29T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:37:39.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho's update....lol!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;so....we had a party to attend in the quad of our complex today (HAPPY 13th BIRTHDAY ADAM!!) when the mom from the socially deviant, morally corrupt household approaches me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've heard that they call your curly headed one &lt;em&gt;PSYCHO&lt;/em&gt; ?", she inquisitively asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with stern indignation i reply, "yep."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And that's alright with you?", puzzled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh yeah. we understand that psycho means crazy.", i retort back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And you're ok with that?", asked with a deer in the head lights curiosity look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why not? she's comfortable enough to know that she's a little eccentric....if you will.", i proudly state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"psycho. well, i guess to each his own", she plainly states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i, now with the confused deer in the headlights look about me, am wondering, &lt;em&gt;"this from the woman who allows her children to play outside at 12PM at night, disciplines her child (when she has spilt her beer on the carpet) with a 3 hour outside punishment &amp; who feeds her children powdered doughnuts &amp;amp; dry ramen noodles from the packet for meals. do my spidey senses betray me? or has this woman just called &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; on the carpet for allowing other kids to call her 'Psycho;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with this, she turns &amp; promptly tells her kids to make sure that they eat enough hot dogs from the party....as she won't be cooking tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no dry ramen? like tonight any more special than the others? wow! and i thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was the bad parent?  psycho my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone got the local number for CPS?&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" pt style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113853032854313711?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113853032854313711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113853032854313711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/psychos-updatelol.html' title='psycho&apos;s update....lol!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113851890158633365</id><published>2006-01-28T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T01:49:42.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a way to spend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;your Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm filling out my divorce paperwork. i want this shit over with already. we've been "technically" separated now since June 20, 2004. (to be more accurate....its been since like....oh....1999, when we really ceased to be lovers, partners &amp; more......shall we say, roommates.....co-habitants, if you will....) its high time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've put it off....not because i didn't want the damn thing. but because its so god damned depressing. and its fucking outrageous of a fee. $350.00. it's funny....it was only $45.00 to get hitched in the first place. and only 1 piece of paperwork. now i'm up to my earlobes in FL-110's &amp; 982's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just really drains you. looking at your whole life you amassed with this person....being brought down to just a few scraps of paper........just a blowin' in the wind.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you really have to admit failure. not 100%....but enough to make you feel like complete &amp; total shit. that you couldn't make something work. that you couldn't either make that person see what needed to be done or that you couldn't ultimately change who you were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe we were never meant to be together. maybe we weren't the perfect match. i know i got something wonderful out of the whole experience. 4 amazingly talented, adorable, funny, quirky kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/bandwhalloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="169" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/bandwhalloween2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jake, claudie, lea &amp; jake&lt;br /&gt;halloween '05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it saddens me to see them trivialized on a piece of paper. but its ok. i'll make it through. they'll make it through. we'll all come out better in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i breathe a sigh of relief and know tomorrow is going to be a better day.....&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113851890158633365?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113851890158633365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113851890158633365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-way-to-spend.html' title='what a way to spend...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113842243287384742</id><published>2006-01-27T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T09:12:36.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;when your 5 year old tells you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"call me psycho.  everyone does!  psycho means crazy mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who can argue with that logic?!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as lea says, "finally!!"  (complete with dramatic hand gestures...)&lt;span lang="0"    family="SANSSERIF" pt style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113842243287384742?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113842243287384742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113842243287384742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-do-you-do.html' title='what do you do?'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113838970163376806</id><published>2006-01-27T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:21:41.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday's mack truck day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT id=role_document  face=Arial color=#000000 size=2&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ff0000  size=5&gt;*****WARNING*****&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;raving lunatic rant about to commence.&amp;nbsp; leave now if you suffer from  weak constitutions or generally hate&amp;nbsp;reading other people's rants.&amp;nbsp;  you have been warned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080 size=6&gt;*****************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;yesterday.&amp;nbsp; where do i begin?&amp;nbsp; i think that everyone here knows  that i share custody with the kids dad.&amp;nbsp; right now, since we all live in  the same city, its on an every other week basis.&amp;nbsp; kids come to me on friday  afterschool &amp;amp; return to their dad's house the following friday.&amp;nbsp; and so  on &amp;amp; so forth.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;yesterday was thursday.&amp;nbsp; for all who don't know.&amp;nbsp; thursday  thirteen to be exact.&amp;nbsp; so, most of us in the blogosphere can keep our days  straight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e0315c/02"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  those posts are quite helpful!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;anywho....digressing again.&amp;nbsp; sorry.&amp;nbsp; my mind has a tendency to do  that....must be all the kids&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;so all he had was one more day.&amp;nbsp; uno.&amp;nbsp; un.&amp;nbsp; ein.&amp;nbsp;  ένας.&amp;nbsp; одно.&amp;nbsp; one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;and he couldn't even do that.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;once all the kids had managed to get themselves off to school (aided by his  mother, of course) he began to drink.&amp;nbsp; and drink.&amp;nbsp; and drink.&amp;nbsp;  and drink.&amp;nbsp; and who knows what else.&amp;nbsp; i do know that his buddies were  there.&amp;nbsp; so i'm pretty confident that there was other....shall we  say....non-legal substances.....making the rounds there.&amp;nbsp; they were  smoking, so that's my dead give away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;you know....he's almost 40.&amp;nbsp; when will some people grow up?&amp;nbsp; i  get tired of having to make excuses for him all the time.&amp;nbsp; i get tired of  having to explain his actions to his 18 year old.&amp;nbsp; i get tired of having to  cover his ass all the time.&amp;nbsp; i'm tired of having to pick him up, clean him  off, motivate his ass &amp;amp; get him to realize that he's got a pretty great  life....even if it is devoid of spousal support &amp;amp; relief (you know what i  mean....he bugs me about this all the time...).&amp;nbsp; i get tired of making him  feel better about himself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i know.&amp;nbsp; i know.&amp;nbsp; you're saying.....WTF is the matter with you  woman?&amp;nbsp; why do you do it?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;simple.&amp;nbsp; i was raised that way.&amp;nbsp; i take care of everyone &amp;amp;  everything.&amp;nbsp; it was my job as the eldest.&amp;nbsp; i held both my parents  hands through their divorce.&amp;nbsp; took care of my bubba&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; kat when  they were little, while my mother was going to school &amp;amp; working.&amp;nbsp; any  fighting that came along....jen took care of.&amp;nbsp; bubba won't listen....jen  will get him to.&amp;nbsp; kat's been misbehaving.....jen will fix that.&amp;nbsp; your  father is being an asshole.....jen will talk to him.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;its always been that way.&amp;nbsp; and here i am.&amp;nbsp; while still fixing  their messes back there, having to figure out how to manage my own here.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;but really....back to mack truck man.&amp;nbsp; i don't know what to do.&amp;nbsp;  i am at my wits end.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;this is one of the main reasons for our relocation back to north  carolina.&amp;nbsp; to be near more stable family.&amp;nbsp; to get the kids out of this  element.&amp;nbsp; to protect them from a world of hurt that their father can impose  upon them.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;yeah, sure.&amp;nbsp; kids are resilient.&amp;nbsp; kids can bounce back.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;but i'm tired of my kids having to deflect the harm from their male  parental unit.&amp;nbsp; its not fair.&amp;nbsp; its not right.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;and the man who should have been their father, just has to sit back, watch  this all happen &amp;amp; keep his mouth closed.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i'm just so tired folks.&amp;nbsp; he's been at this stupid game since about  the 4th year of our marriage.&amp;nbsp; i should have left him then.&amp;nbsp; but being  the pollyanna that i am.....i kept looking for the good in him.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i now know that it must not exist.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113838970163376806?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113838970163376806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113838970163376806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterdays-mack-truck-day.html' title='yesterday&apos;s mack truck day...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113832087997291285</id><published>2006-01-26T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:14:40.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::very frustrated sigh::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;....its a mack truck day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;will try to post more about it later on, but could use some hugs right about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113832087997291285?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113832087997291285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113832087997291285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/very-frustrated-sigh.html' title='::very frustrated sigh::'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113829882698255261</id><published>2006-01-26T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T09:09:23.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#949cb3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #949cb3; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thirteen Things I could do without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;smelly undies&lt;/strong&gt; from my kids. good lord children....use the potty now &amp; then! the stench is going to knock out your mom one of these days! and i don't need another concussion.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;drive-thru attendants&lt;/strong&gt; who could care less about the fact my son needs, nay REQUIRES ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;people who don't know how to drive in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm from miami....so i know how to drive through a hurricane if the need arose. i can't understand....its 4 drops of water! DRIVE ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;4. this constant, nagging &lt;strong&gt;pain in my back&lt;/strong&gt; that makes me feel like a cripple most days. i swear, i'm not 33....i'm 83.&lt;br /&gt;5. my horriffic &lt;strong&gt;gag reflex&lt;/strong&gt;. and i'm sure my boyfriend would too..... &lt;vbeg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. having to do at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; a load of &lt;strong&gt;laundry&lt;/strong&gt; a day. i, alone, keep the maytag company rolling....&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;my own personal mount vesuvius&lt;/strong&gt;. guys may like them, but i have yet to find a woman who thinks "DD" is fun to tote about all day long. its like a toddler that never gets off....&lt;br /&gt;8. the last remnants of the &lt;strong&gt;concussion&lt;/strong&gt; i suffered at my own hand, in '04. i get a daily headache in that spot.&lt;br /&gt;9. my step-daughters &lt;strong&gt;fucktard of a family from her mother's side&lt;/strong&gt;. those people really need to be pitched into the volcano. not only for their inept welfare of my kid, but just because they all suck. A LOT. and no, it has nothing to do with the ex &amp;amp; their life together. want to know more....ask me.&lt;br /&gt;10. speaking of volcanic sacrifices....i need to also drop &lt;strong&gt;my morally corrupt &amp;amp; socially deviant neighbors&lt;/strong&gt; into it as well. want to know more.....ask me.&lt;br /&gt;11. more times that not, &lt;strong&gt;my ex-husband&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, he's a nice guy. and yeah, we get along pretty well. but somedays, i just wish he'd get run over by a mack truck.&lt;br /&gt;12. most days, &lt;strong&gt;my mother&lt;/strong&gt;. while i love her to death, she's a bitter pill that is very difficult to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;13. my ever shrinking &lt;strong&gt;bank account&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah, i know this is one for most people. but when you're trying to save money for a move that you &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to make for the welfare of your children....and you absolutely &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; to shop....its kinda difficult. anyone wanna pitch in to the moving fund?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2006/01/13-things-take-3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....my babe&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....my twin&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://harmonia.blogsome.com/2006/01/26/thursday-13-scrapbooking/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dshoffman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskeytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Uisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://nellysdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresinjuggling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katerothwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/?page_id=222"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113829882698255261?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113829882698255261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113829882698255261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/thursday-thirteen_26.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113825484315350759</id><published>2006-01-25T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:57:47.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who said a sequel is a good thing?!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.monstersandcritics.com/artman/uploads/bambiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://www.monstersandcritics.com/artman/uploads/bambiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;WTF is up with this??? who is asleep at the controls in DLand?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;correct me if i'm wrong....but bambi is an ADULT in the end of the original, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;you can't just go off on a "side"-quel like this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'll admit, it was funny in lion king 1.5....that was cute! seeing how timon &amp; pumba came about &amp;amp; such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but this shit has had me in a tizzy all day long!! so much that i played hooky &amp; went to DLand to find out WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;we all know what happens at the end of cinderella, snow white &amp;amp; sleeping beauty. well.....we don't actually &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;, but its kinda implied by the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;font-size:320;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....And They Lived Happily Ever After...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;do i really want to see cindy doing the dishes some more?? or snow having the dwarves over for tea one afternoon?? or how about aurora taking one last stab at that darn spinning wheel? NOPE. i want to imagine that they truly did live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but for real! what's this whole bambi 2 thing about, huh?? i mean, bambi's mom gets killed early on &amp; then he's raised by his dad until he's a teen, gets all twitterpated &amp;amp; the forest is set ablaze!! bambi goes off with his little hottie (faline....i think....i'll have to watch the DVD later on...) and makes more little bambi's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;like there is something else i need to know?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm miffed. to say the least (really....you should of seen the scene i made at mimi's this afternoon at lunch....). it goes against everything good that i know about disney. i mean, hell, you've got pixar now.....COME UP WITH SOME NEW MATERIAL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and let us believe that "....happily ever after...." really does exist....and the story can end.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113825484315350759?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113825484315350759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113825484315350759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-said-sequel-is-good-thing.html' title='who said a sequel is a good thing?!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113813289325564031</id><published>2006-01-24T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:01:33.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i could last....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;without getting sick from one of the inmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;how wrong i was.....UGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;its been almost a week &amp; a half since anyone came down with anything remotely close to that of the dreaded stomach flu.  and for the powers unbeknownst to me, last night i had that flu.  and on a night when i actually decided to eat a real meal.  oh the horror of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;have i mentioned how much i hate to throw up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i know that pretty much everyone hates to yak.  and if you like it, you're a sick bastard.  but i absolutely loathe it.  you see, when i was an infant &amp; as a toddler, i had a weird stomach thing.  i was a projectile vomiter.  i had &amp; still have a rather strong gag reflex.  any small thing would set jennifer off.  and then......WATCH OUT!!  my parents tell the story of having my grandparents (nana, pop-pop, memaw, grandma &amp; grandpa taylor) over for dinner all the time.  and a lovely time by all would be had.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;until......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;cute little jennifer, sitting high atop her princess highchair throne, would purse her adorable, pink lips together to form the most perfect little "O", and emit the tiniest of tiny burps.  it was then that everyone would SHOVE back from the table &amp; duck for cover like someone attending a Gallagher concert.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;it was bad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i can remember as a child, dreading having to yak.  i would prolong the enevitable for hours.  my mother would beg me, "just let it out &amp; get it over with already!".  but i would hold on, holding it down, until i couldn't any longer.  and then it was all over.  and by that time, my mother had gotten sick &amp; tired of sitting there, holding my hair.  so, i learned how to do it pretty much on my own.  (to this day, i never let anyone in my house, child or adult, go through that alone.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;then in junior high.  i was a pudgy little thing.  still cute as a button, but an oversized clown button.  i was immense.  or so i thought i was.  and so.....a thought dawned on me.  if i don't keep the food in me.....i can't get fat!  that started me down an 8 month bulimia road.  i lost a ton of weight.  looked fabu.  but man, was i miserable cause i had to yak all the time.  so, with my disgust of having to yak &amp; the fact that i kinda looked decent again....i stopped that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;fast forward about 10 years to 22.  the very first time i got pregnant.  it was horrible.  i had morning sickness 24 hours a day.  and although i eventually lost that baby, the doctors assured me that THAT was probably not going to happen again.  something wrong in that pregnancy to make me more violently ill than anything i had ever seen.  if i chose to get pregnant again, it would be a nice, calm one.  maybe with a few days worth of MS and nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;man were they wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;with each child (that's 4 more after my 1st) i was sick from day 1 to day 300.  and not that "i feel a little queasy" MS either.  full blown, yakking in the sick, carrying a bucket with you everywhere MS.  yeah.....it was a riot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so...you're saying to yourself.....you should be a pro at this whole yakking thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;WRONG-O!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i hate it.  nothing prepares me for it.  and i still (as i did last night) try in vain to hold everything back as long as i can.  i only prolong my agony....yes, i know.  but what's a girl to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so.....that's what i did last night.  what about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113813289325564031?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113813289325564031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113813289325564031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-thought-i-could-last.html' title='i thought i could last....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113808438312316654</id><published>2006-01-23T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:33:03.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you write about....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;when you've got writer's block?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i got smacked earlier cause i said i've never experienced this before.  apparently, if you're a "writer" you go through bouts of it.  as the smack let me know, my DC has had his share of this turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so back to what i was saying.....what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i've never been a "writer".  i just wrote.  whatever, wherever.  i never really thought about it.  and now that i'm doing it much more (at the gentle noodge of my sweetie, who swears up &amp; down that i am a better writer than he...) i am at a stand still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;first off, the kids aren't here this week, so there are no cute little lea-dotes to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;secondly, i've reached a plateau on my weightloss.  and what's a girl to write about if not her shrinking thighs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;thirdly, its down right chilly here in so cal.  what that has to do with writing, i have no clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and lastly, i could write about how a thread on my email loop with some of my dearest friends is a &lt;em&gt;RE: baptism gifts....what to give?&lt;/em&gt; yet is now delving into the sordid life of SAHM's &amp; the sexual favors they bestow upon their male companions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;yes, i knew that would get you attention.  and i know i said i was southern.  but i also grew up in miami.  hence, sometimes the little slut in me comes out.  and apparently in that of my SS girls!  lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and you thought boys were the grossest sex on the planet.  HA!  at my age i've come to the summation that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;any boy who brags about his sex life......has none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the number of girls he's slept with........divide by 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;he is not as endowed as he says he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;his ex girlfriends will attest to this fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;girls are more descriptive &amp; nasty when discussing the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;we never brag about our sex life.....and its way better than anything you could imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the number of guys we've slept with.......multiply by 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; that good....i choose to act demure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;all my ex's will attest to that fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;hm.....well, i guess i did have something to write about after all!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i wonder what i'll write about when writer's block strikes me next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113808438312316654?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113808438312316654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113808438312316654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-do-you-write-about.html' title='what do you write about....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113769517272177502</id><published>2006-01-19T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:45:22.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday thirteen! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#abdf59"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteengreen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: rgb(171,223,89) 0% 50%; TEXT-ALIGN: left; moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things about &lt;strong&gt;me.....again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have been going back to the &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" href="http://www.24hourfitness.com/"&gt;gym&lt;/a&gt; so far all this week.&lt;br /&gt;2. because of this, my legs feel like jello.&lt;br /&gt;3. i used to go to the gym 5 days a week for 3 hours a day. this was before i had children.&lt;br /&gt;4. i have 5 kids. 4 are my own, 1 is my step, but i've had her since she was 5.&lt;br /&gt;5. she is now 18 &amp; has decided to move with me to NC this summer.&lt;br /&gt;6. we're moving on july 17. i will miss my twin's birthday. :(&lt;br /&gt;7. my twin is my twin in spirit. we're like 2 peas in a pod, me &amp;amp; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;chris&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. i have a friend, beth, who detests peas. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;POP-SQUISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;9. i've known her for 4 years now, we met on an AOL august moms 2 be board. there is a group of us who still talk on a daily basis. we are the &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" href="http://august2002aolmommas.tripod.com"&gt;SSG&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;10. i was pregnant with jake the snake back then.....&lt;br /&gt;11. jake's name came about because my mother detests is so.&lt;br /&gt;12. i have said before, my mother is a freak of nature.&lt;br /&gt;13. unfortunately, i have fallen into my mother's footsteps &amp;amp; am very much like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" href="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursday-thirteen/"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113769517272177502?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113769517272177502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113769517272177502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/thursday-thirteen_19.html' title='thursday thirteen! :)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113764927184437010</id><published>2006-01-18T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:43:07.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so we got this idea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;now most of you know....that we're moving this summer (july 17th to be exact) from los angeles (which really ain't no city of angels....lol!) to &lt;a href="http://www.ci.knightdale.nc.us/index.htm"&gt;knightdale, nc&lt;/a&gt; (small town right outside raleigh). its going to be somewhat of a culture shock going from a population of over 100,000 (here in &lt;a href="http://www.ci.norwalk.ca.us/"&gt;norwalk&lt;/a&gt;....an LA suburb) to just shy of 8,000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;HOLY RUSTED METAL BATMAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i can't believe that. lol!! i've been reading all the info on this small town &amp; realized (much to my chagrin &amp;amp; horror....) I AM NOT A REAL CITY GIRL!! I YEARN FOR THE SMALL TOWN LIFE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;WTF?!?!?!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;anywho....i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;this is what we're planning. a road trip. a massive one. 2,557.94 miles of one. and we're going to hit it straight through the heart. california, arizona, new mexico, texas, oklahoma, arkansas, tennessee, north carolina. and we've decided to do it national lampoon style. that's our route....the purple line.......I LOVE BEING PURPLE!! (my small ode to patrick...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/CAQJ4J9Q.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/400/CAQJ4J9Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;there is this site: &lt;a href="http://www.roadsideamerica.com/"&gt;roadside america&lt;/a&gt; that spotlights obscure, weird, strange &amp;amp; truly american tourist traps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so here is what i need from everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;what wacky places (like the house of mud that clark w. griswold wanted to visit) would you like to see a photo journal of???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and no....i will not visit the double decker outhouse in arkansas. gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113764927184437010?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113764927184437010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113764927184437010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-we-got-this-idea.html' title='so we got this idea...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113756634057416591</id><published>2006-01-17T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:39:00.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;it was a good workout.  and i was looking forward to going tomorrow.  but i think jake may have a touch of pneumonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the great side….i’ve been watching those calories &amp; haven’t had a day over 1500.  which i am just in awe over since there is really so much you can eat without hitting the magic number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stopped in to see just how everyone is doing!  how are you all?  how are you all feeling?  and what’s your weather like?  lol!!  its cold here finally.  which will change, no doubt, by tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh….and i vow not to cook a cassarole or turkey anytime soon.  after spending approximately 6.5 minutes in the sauna….i feel bad for cooking anything in the oven.  i swear, all i needed was some sage stuffing &amp; you all could have come over for dinner.  i forgot how miserably hot those GD things can get.  i will never live in a desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym time today:  2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;miles done:  2.5&lt;br /&gt;laps in pool:  2  (i SO need to get in shape.....good lord.)&lt;br /&gt;weight now:  179&lt;br /&gt;still to go:   49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113756634057416591?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113756634057416591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113756634057416591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/well.html' title='well...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113743918775576080</id><published>2006-01-16T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:29:47.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sports.ctnow.com/images/football/nfl/allsport/colts/manning_peyton25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sports.ctnow.com/images/football/nfl/allsport/colts/manning_peyton25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;pissed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;if you know me....then you know that i am a gridiron girl. i love me some football. and i am always saddened at the end of the season, cause it will be a good 7 months before i see any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i love the end of the season as well. i love the final mad dash to the finish line. the wild card playoffs. the NFC championships. the AFC championships. and of course, the mother of all games....the superbowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;things that really cheese me......showboat players. TO. need i say more?? he needs to be sent back to kindergatrten to learn the meaning of sharing &amp; fair play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;what really frosts my cookies? the shit that people talk after a game.  people, not players.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm talking peyton manning here folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;he played his ASS OFF. and still he gets no credit. hell, even if he won the whole GD thing they'd all say that it wasn't his performance that got them there, it was the defensive line, the offense, his runningback...whatever. a team needs a leader &amp; he never gets his due. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;NEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and poor guy was getting the shit beat out of him with NO coverage for most of the game. and when he DOES get fired up, because he's sick of the way his "team" is handling things, what do they do? NOTHING. and then when its all said &amp;amp; done....who do they all blame? peyton manning. that's who.  i don't blame him in the LEAST for putting his line up like he did.  they SUCKED.  plain &amp; simple.  they let him down.  he tried but they failed.  bravo peyton, for calling them to the carpet.  they deserve it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;for one of the first times i can really remember.......i'm really not looking forward to the next 3 games. i really don't care. (even though i should, because my carolina panthers are in it...) there isn't any fire in me to watch. no one that i really want to root for. i could care less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm beginning to feel like a player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113743918775576080?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113743918775576080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113743918775576080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-so.html' title='i am so...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113735603164639196</id><published>2006-01-15T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:41:36.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ever get the feeling that you're supposed to be someone else?? some days i feel like lady liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bergoiata.org/fe/Divers05/Statue%20Of%20Liberty%20-%201024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bergoiata.org/fe/Divers05/Statue%20Of%20Liberty%20-%201024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses. yearning to be free"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;well, i don't know all about the poor thing....but it should say the sick &amp; infirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i honestly don't know what goes on over at my ex-husbands house. i really don't. but every single time i get the kids back from there, someone is sick. and they flee to mom for comfort, solace, gatorade &amp;amp; tylenol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;this weekend alone, i've had: stomach flu (2 bouts), asthma attacks (2 bouts), fevers (2 bouts) and a migraine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and a creepy sidenote about my eldest, claudia. who in the world can yak while they sleep &amp; not wake up? i swear, she's from an alien planet. that child could sleep through a nuclear holocaust.  you could have the NY philharmonic playing "Stars &amp; Stripes Forever" next to her head &amp;amp; she wouldn't stir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i need to take a tylenol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113735603164639196?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113735603164639196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113735603164639196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-swear.html' title='i swear...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113717331425287148</id><published>2006-01-13T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T13:29:09.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Four..but delayed to Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/4_lg_clr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" height="221" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/4_lg_clr.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the friday four meme (but posted on saturday due to a rather intense &amp; nasty migraine yesterday...) with pertinent information all about moi! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR JOBS YOU HAVE HAD IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. teacher's assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. jr. dispatcher for the vg police department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. administrative assistant for a ceo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. jr. salesman for a metals firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR MOVIES YOU WOULD WATCH OVER AND OVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. young frankenstein. - i love this movie. mel brooks was a directorial genius! :) and i love the pairing of teri garr &amp;amp; gene wilder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. the bishop's wife - with david niven, cary grant &amp; loretta young. classic B&amp;amp;W holiday flick that i watch religiously (albeit secretly) year round. its my all time favorite movie. about an angel who comes to help a bishop but falls in love with his wife. its great. and besides....cary grant is like (well was...) the hottest man on the planet. (aside from dc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. airplane! - yes, i know its a stupid movie. but its hilarious. and i love puns (you should see me on the jungle cruise at d-land). and besides that, my brother &amp; i know pretty much the whole movie by heart. we will call the other if its on (or we've got the DVD in...) and run lines with the other. yes, i am serious. and don't call me shirley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. indiana jones - any one of the installations. being an avid amateur archeologist (well....wanna be at least) i love watching these over &amp;amp; over. and again, hot leading man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE LIVED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. hickory, north carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. virginia gardens, florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. miami beach, florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. los angeles, california&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. mythbusters. - these guys are GREAT!! i swear, they've got the best job on the planet. breaking shit &amp; blowing shit up. what's better than that?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. house - i'm not one for medical shows (i was never an ER devotee) but i love hugh laurie &amp;amp; he's a riot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. american chopper - mikey has my vote for president. and i just love senior &amp; how he's always pissed off at everyone....especially paulie. and although i'm not a chopper fanatic, i appreciate the art that they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. the news - anywhere. lol! i am an information junkie. i gotta know whats going on &amp;amp; where. i'm obsessed with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE BEEN ON VACATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. sanibel island, florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. washington dc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. san fransisco, california&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. key west, florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com"&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt; - i am a bargain shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;Second Starr to the Right&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.hallmark.com"&gt;Hallmark&lt;/a&gt; - i love to send ecards &amp; shop here! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. italian - i LOVE me some pasta!! good lord, no wonder i'm the weight i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. mexican - i can make killer fish tacos. and man am i going to miss casa gamino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. french - give me gooey, cheesy, oozing with creme sauce. i love it. how i miss Ste. Michele's in Coral Gables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. american - deep down in this cultured girl is one who loves a plain old, greasy, cheesy burger. and chili dogs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. my mom's house - no matter how much we argue or how much i say i can't stand her....her house is a comfort zone for me. and i miss it so much. nothing was ever all that bad once i was at home at mommy's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. moon stone beach, california - its in cambria. and its TO DIE FOR. absolutely breathtaking. DC &amp;amp; i spent a weekend there last year. it was heavenly. great wine, great food, nicer than hell people, fantastic art. i loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. valley of the kings - being a avid egypt fanatic (and hopefully one day an egyptologist), this is my shangri-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4. the bahamas - man i miss those beaches! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;FOUR BLOGGERS YOU ARE TAGGING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm not going to do that, since no one ever tags me. lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'd like to see some more 4's done!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113717331425287148?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113717331425287148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113717331425287148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-fourbut-delayed-to-saturday.html' title='Friday Four..but delayed to Saturday'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113708002827114896</id><published>2006-01-12T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T12:54:42.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#abdf59"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteengreen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #abdf59; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thirteen Things all about moi....today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. my youngest, jake the snake, is laying next to me.&lt;br /&gt;2. he is as sick as a dog, burning with fever. vacations on the sun aren't this hot.&lt;br /&gt;3. he has yakked up twice since his father brought him to my house.&lt;br /&gt;4. he is still the most handsome kid on the planet. really, he is.&lt;br /&gt;5. drives most people crazy, but i tend to let a fever run for a little bit. kills the germ better! :)&lt;br /&gt;6. lea is pissed off that she's not sick more often. she wants my complete, undivided attention. she's weird.&lt;br /&gt;7. i would like to give said attention to everyone, but with 5 kids, i cannot. they're lucky they get baths most days.&lt;br /&gt;8. i hate most toddler programs. since steve left, there is no will to watch. none. don't argue with me.&lt;br /&gt;9. i am addicted to spongebob, fairly odd parents &amp; jimmy neutron. moreso than that of the children. if i had TIVO.....they'd be on it.&lt;br /&gt;10. spongebob will be on soon. that's the only reason i am stomaching blue's clues with joe. and now the backyardigans. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;11. jake is still the most considerate kid, even when on death's door. he's offering mommy his juice.&lt;br /&gt;12. i wish it was time to start packing. i want to move already.&lt;br /&gt;13. my back is hurting like mad this morning. i wonder what i did to piss it off.....again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intricateart.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Leanne Wildermuth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/blog.html"&gt;DC Roe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;Second Starr to the Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.  &lt;a href="http://thefountainpen.net/"&gt;The Fountain Pen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;a href="http://goinons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Goin Ons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursday-thirteen/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113708002827114896?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113708002827114896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113708002827114896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/thursday-thirteen_12.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113700081186471570</id><published>2006-01-11T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T09:38:00.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;a little blatant, self-promotion....on how blessed i am with the awesome family i've got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i miss my baby brother (who ain't so baby anymore &amp; who stands a good 1'+ over my head...being the "official" shortest person in the taylor family has both its good &amp;amp; bad...) &amp; i don't get to see him enough living out west. but that's going to change this summer as i trek east with my brood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/strawberry%20fields%20&amp;amp;%20john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="we're all hippies at heart." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/strawberry%20fields%20%26%20john.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;what a dashing, handsome, debonair &amp; mindful of his elders, young man. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/bubba%20acting%20like%20an%20ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="please excuse the finger...." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/320/bubba%20acting%20like%20an%20ass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;then again.......maybe not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113700081186471570?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113700081186471570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113700081186471570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/just.html' title='just'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113693408709363534</id><published>2006-01-10T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T15:01:27.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving news....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;would it be more than egotistical of me to live on a street called "Jennifer Lane"?  its a great house...the name is a bonus for me.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;opinions, please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113693408709363534?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113693408709363534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113693408709363534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/moving-news.html' title='moving news....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113692127788778656</id><published>2006-01-10T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:27:57.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTG MOMMA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/congratulations_hg_clr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/congratulations_hg_clr.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goes out to my bestest best friend in all the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Kristin Lee Catherine Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for becoming one of the youngest HRD's known to man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i made that last part up...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATS SWEETIE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now....time for some nepotism. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113692127788778656?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113692127788778656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113692127788778656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/wtg-momma.html' title='WTG MOMMA!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113684404148833240</id><published>2006-01-09T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:00:41.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diet dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ok...so, i've been on this diet since the 1st of the year.  and i was at 190.  no snickering in the peanut gallery....)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and now i'm down to 180. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and i don't see a lick of difference.  at all.  nada, zip, zilch.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;all i know is that i am starving.  well, not technically....but i'm flippin out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm on one of those 1500 calorie diet thingy's.  i'm only eating special k cereal in the morning &amp; afternoon &amp;amp; then a sensible meal (no......mcd's chicken doesn't exactly constitute sensible....well.....).  and i've bought those special k snack bars to go along with it all.  and yes, i even stomached it &amp; bought BOTH skim milk (BARF-O-RAMA) and coca cola zero (which ain't half bad! :grin: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;it wasn't doctor imposed, it was jennifer is sick &amp; tired of being a beached whale imposed.  i am tired of looking like my dead grandmother (no offense memaw....i love ya, but your ass was huge!)  and pretty much tired of feeling like her too (the dead part...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the back is just about on its last leg (well.....disk, so to speak) and it needs the excess weight to be gone &amp; i would LOVE to be able to fit into a slinky black cocktail dress like i used to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;sorry for the rambling rant.....its been one of those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113684404148833240?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113684404148833240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113684404148833240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/diet-dilemma.html' title='diet dilemma'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113665808322638290</id><published>2006-01-07T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:21:23.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Cures</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;~*GRANDMA'S CURES*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep this on the Fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;Did You Know That? Drinking two glasses of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Gatorade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can relieve headache pain almost immediately -- without the unpleasant side&lt;br /&gt;effects caused by traditional "pain relievers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Colgate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;toothpaste makes an excellent salve for burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you head to the drugstore for a high-priced inhaler filled with&lt;br /&gt;mysterious chemicals, try chewing on a couple of curiously strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Altoids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peppermints. They'll clear up your stuffed nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Achy muscles from a bout of the flu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;Mix 1 Tablespoon of horseradish in 1 cup of olive oil. Let the mixture sit for&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes, then apply it as a massage oil, for instant relief for aching muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Sore throat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;Just mix 1/4 cup of vinegar with 1/4 cup of honey and take 1 tablespoon six times a&lt;br /&gt;day. The vinegar kills the bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Cure urinary tract infections with &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Alka-Seltzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just dissolve two tablets in a glass of water and drink it at the onset of the symptoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Alka-Seltzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; begins eliminating urinary tract infections almost instantly -- even though the&lt;br /&gt;product was never been advertised for this use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Honey remedy for skin blemishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Cover the blemish with a dab of honey and place a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Band-Aid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over it. Honey kills the bacteria, keeps the skin sterile, and speeds healing.&lt;br /&gt;Works overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Listerine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; therapy for toenail fungus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of unsightly toenail fungus by soaking your toes in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Listerine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouthwash. The powerful antiseptic leaves your toenails looking healthy again. &lt;br /&gt;It is also good for dandruff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Easy eyeglass protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;To prevent the screws in eyeglasses from loosening, apply a small drop of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Maybelline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Crystal Clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; nail polish to the threads of the screws before tightening them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; cure for rust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Forget those expensive rust removers. Just saturate an abrasive sponge with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italiccolor:black;" &gt;Coca Cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; and scrub the rust stain. The phosphoric acid in the coke is what gets the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Cleaning liquid that doubles as bug killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;If menacing bees, wasps, hornets, or yellow jackets get in your home and you&lt;br /&gt;can't find the insecticide, try a spray of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Formula 409&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Insects drop to the ground instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Smart splinter remover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...just pour a drop of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Elmer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Glue-All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; over the splinter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;let dry, and peel the dried glue off the skin. The splinter sticks to the dried glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial"&gt;Hunt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; BACKGROUND: #ffffff 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initialfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; tomato paste boil cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initialfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;...cover the boil with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; BACKGROUND: #ffffff 0% 50%; FONT-STYLE: italic; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initialfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Hunt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initialfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; tomato paste as a compress.&lt;br /&gt;The acids from the tomatoes soothe the pain and bring the boil to a head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: rgb(255,255,128) 0% 50%; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initialfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Balm for broken blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...To disinfect a broken blister, dab on a few drops of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Listerine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;... a powerful antiseptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Heinz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; vinegar to heal bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; .. Soak a cotton ball in white vinegar and apply it to the bruise for 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;The vinegar reduces the blueness and speeds up the healing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Kills fleas instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; dish washing liquid does the trick. Add a few drops to your dog's bath and&lt;br /&gt;shampoo the animal thoroughly. Rinse well to avoid skin irritations.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye fleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Rainy day cure for dog odor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Next time your dog comes in from the rain, simply wipe down the animal with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bounce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; or any dryer sheet, instantly making your dog smell springtime fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Eliminate ear mites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is a few drops of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Wesson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;corn oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt; in your cat's ear.&lt;br /&gt;Massage it in, then clean with a cotton ball. Repeat daily for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;The oil soothes the cat's skin, smothers the mites, and accelerates healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Quaker Oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt; for fast pain relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;It's not for breakfast anymore! Mix 2 cups of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"  &gt;Quaker Oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 1 cup of water in a bowl and warm in the microwave for 1 minute, cool&lt;br /&gt;slightly, and apply the mixture to your hands for soothing relief from arthritis pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113665808322638290?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113665808322638290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113665808322638290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/grandmas-cures.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Cures'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113657066485219031</id><published>2006-01-06T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:09:43.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, you read that yesterday i did nothing, nada, zip, zilch....for the heathens that be......my children.  ::SIGH::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and what happened as a direct result of this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;nothing, nada, zip, zilch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;gabe gets up this morning &amp; heads directly for the GC (one day he's going to have to mainline that junk). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;jake has monopolized their TV with the vsmile (he's becoming his brother faster &amp;amp; faster each minute). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;psycho (lea) is wandering the house aimlessly, dramatically complaining about some phantom ailment &amp; panting(?) ....(i know that there is an academy award waiting somewhere in the future for this gem). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;liz is still sleeping....i am so NOT ready for her teen years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i swear. i love them all. alot. too much, i think at times. but they're going to be the death of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;yesterday, they had complete &amp;amp; free reign of the whole house. i didn't lift a finger to assist, help, clean, nuture, mommy or triage. and at 11PM they were all still awake, running through the whole house like a bunch of savages (did you all know that if a domesticated pig gets into the wild, it will revert back to being feral in something like 6 weeks?!?!?!? use this new information i have given you to imagine these children...) and creating havoc in their wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the house was a disaster area. and it didn't help that while they were running like mad, they got lula all excited. (lula is a basset.....with bad arthritis.....who thinks she is a greyhound.....need i say more?) and there goes my fat, dense (as in mass not intellegence) &amp; now very hyper basset......running the basset 500 right alongside the monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;there was ground up lay's chips in the carpet, pizza crusts all over the house, literally a hundred cups strewn at least 1/2 empty throughout the whole house (about 45 in their room.....how many kids do i have?!?!?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;finally i had ENOUGH! and they were SHOCKED that mom was mad?!?!?!? wow.....they are dense (as in intellegence this time....) i swear, if i wasn't so tired by then....i would have killed them all. even the cute 3 year old....who by this time has gone coma. smart kid....knows when to lay low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and yet, after another of my daily rants to my angelic children (NOT!)......they swore, this time i think there was mention of slavery or game system sacrifice if they reneged, that they were going to behave, follow directions &amp;amp; generally act normal.....i know, its a stretch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;oh joy......i hear a fight in the livingroom....and the wails of wanton toddler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i wonder how much i can get for jake on the black market?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113657066485219031?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113657066485219031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113657066485219031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/alright.html' title='alright....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113651040089251708</id><published>2006-01-05T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:24:05.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cbdeb1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteenmistletoe.jpg" /&gt; &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #cbdeb1; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Thirteen Things about &lt;strong&gt;JENNIFER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. my kids really suck. no one is listening. i wish i had taken birth control. :P&lt;br /&gt;2. all of dc's shirts are still out on the bed. i was gonna hang them this morning.&lt;br /&gt;3. reason i haven't hung #2 is that i've been SIM-ing all day long.&lt;br /&gt;4. i am a SIMS2 addict. i need help.&lt;br /&gt;5. i have terrible heartburn. from drinking iced tea? who else thinks i'm weird?&lt;br /&gt;6. because they are monsters, i am on strike. (this is why i've been doing #3)&lt;br /&gt;7. refusing to cook dinner this evening is part of my strike.&lt;br /&gt;8. i really need to re-dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;9. i am in bad need of a pedicure &amp;amp; manicure&lt;br /&gt;10. i need to take lula to the groomers...her nails are too long.&lt;br /&gt;11. i have an AKC basset...her name is lula-belle daisy-mae. she is my babe.&lt;br /&gt;12. fred hates lula. then again, fred hates everyone...but me! :)&lt;br /&gt;13. i need to feed my animals. they have been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.catwithapen.com/"&gt;Cat with a Pen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;Second Starr to the Right&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursday-thirteen/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113651040089251708?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113651040089251708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113651040089251708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113648357516438775</id><published>2006-01-05T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:56:42.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;::SIGH::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;to return my house to the post-holiday blah. and i'm not happy in the least. i'm going to let you in on my newest mantra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I NEED A HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i tell this to dc about.....oh....say.....5 times a day. right, sweetie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i need one. i need to be able to creatively express myself through my interior decorating. at my old house (&lt;strong&gt;i am still so bitchin pissed i let him keep....grrrrrrrrr...but in order to preserve ones sanity....&lt;/strong&gt;) i had complete free reign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;every color that is on the wall is there by my choosing. every curtain, all the wallpaper, the W2W carpeting, the tile work, the wood work, every tree, shrub, flower &amp; paver. and most of it was done by my own hand (&lt;strong&gt;you now know precisely WHY i have such a rotten back.....::SIGH::&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i miss my house. well, i miss my old house. henry has not been kind or attentive to all the hard 6+ years of work i put into it. the place now looks like a tornado ripped through it. nothing is clean like i had it, it all needs to be repainted, the paper is peeling, the grout is dirty, the carpet needs cleaning &amp;amp; THE LINEN CLOSET IS A DISASTER AREA!!! sorry.....i digress....back to topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i have done &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; decorating here (&lt;strong&gt;notice the italicized "some"....which roughly translates into not NEAR the amount that i really want.....&lt;/strong&gt;): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my bedroom got a fresh coat of flat latex (&lt;strong&gt;if you paint your walls with semi-gloss in other than the bath, kitchen, floorboards, doorframes &amp; entry doors, you are EVIL!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/strong&gt;) over the much used semi-gloss, plain-ass white they use in every single apartment complex known to man. its a lovely shade of taupey-kind-of-lavenderish, with a cute little hand stenciled ivy border winding throughout the middle of the wall throughout the whole room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my bathroom is done in americana w/ a festive RW&amp;amp;B wallpapered border &amp; several cute americana accents all over the walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the kids room is a flat latex cote d'azure blue with hand painted underwater flora &amp;amp; fauna....some from our own creation....some we "borrowed" from nickelodeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the kids bath is a cute blue/white/yellow combo for their ducky's taking a bath bathroom theme. (&lt;strong&gt;which of course, if you visited me during the holiday season, this whole theme was removed only to be replaced by red/green/white holiday decor with holly sprigs &amp; festive woodland creatures.......YES I DECORATE THEMED FOR THE HOLIDAYS IN THE MAIN BATH....which happens to be the kids bath.....lol!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;other than that, nothing. nada. i had fixed up the backyard. put in grass, painted the wooden fences to make them look like redwood. added woodchips to the area by cinnamon's cage. placed lovely potted flowers &amp;amp; such all over the place. but now it looks like a disaster area back there (&lt;strong&gt;its currently being used as our storage depot ....::SIGH::&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i didn't do any kind of window treatments, nothing special in the kitchen, nothing extraordinary in the livingroom or dining room. nothing. its all just there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and now my holiday decorations (&lt;strong&gt;that had given life to things that were once lifeless...&lt;/strong&gt;) have to come down. well, i could keep them up year-round....but people will talk....&lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; than they already do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm sad here people. i know that i get to do something WAY fun in the near future....house-hunt! but in the mean time, i'm miserable in my little cramped existence. i know that in a few short months, i get to choose what &amp; how many rooms, bathrooms, basement (yes or no), backyard, kitchen, diningroom, bonus rooms, car garages, deck, porches, etc.... and then it will be my blank canvas to use at my disposal. i can burst with creative juices &amp;amp; let my explosion create a cavalcade of color throughout my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but i hate waiting. and this weekend, my only source of decorative expressiveness.....is coming down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i need a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113648357516438775?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113648357516438775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113648357516438775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-time.html' title='its time....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113632662776227783</id><published>2006-01-03T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:20:30.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the '05 year in review....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, i was over at &lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;shan's&lt;/a&gt; and she had this cute list so i figured, hell....i'll borrow it (i borrow lots from shan....good thing for her, we don't live next door ;) .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;its the 2005 rundown......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- went to er via ambulance on NYD. what a way to kick off the year, huh? i wind up layed up for about a week with a non-responsive back. kid are monsters, house goes uncleaned. oh joy. oh yeah, daddy henry has a birthday, so does aunt kat &amp; grandma maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;february&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - its the big v-day. nothing special. we're broke &amp;amp; getting ready to move. packing starts. house looks like a tornado. kids are monsters, house goes uncleaned. i'm in convulsions because of this. back seems to be improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;march&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - its the luck'o'the irish month. so that means i've got to make corned beef &amp; green beer. we're still packing. have i mentioned i hate moving? and this isn't the last time. gabe &amp;amp; claudia celebrate their first holy communion. oh yeah, the back goes out again. so i spend yet another week in traction. oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;april &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- its easter. time to make baskets. my lea has her 5th birthday. MOVING DAY! oh joy...the back is acting up. we have visitors -- dona &amp; horace, dale's parents. 1st visit in eons.... we head off to the mouse house! :) disneyland is so much easier when you're in a scooter! :) now starts unpacking. oh joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - mother's day month. dale changes jobs. happy birthdays this month to aunt kristin &amp;amp; nana! :) house is very tornado like. have i mentioned i hate moving? most of the boxes are gone. i'm off to the ortho for a consult. keeping fingers (and spine) crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - papa turns 33! its hotter than hades here in los angeles. the house is coming around. we paint the kids room in an undersea theme. school ends for claudia &amp; gabe. ortho sends me to pain management for injections. hope they work! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - we celebrate america's birthday at auntie dawn's house. pool, food, fireworks. we go to the beach. ALOT. its hotter now than last month. the house looks like a disaster area again. i'm redecorating. the back is twiching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;august&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - jake is 3 on the 4!! gabe hits 8 on the 22!! we head to universal studios for their collective birthdays....turns out to be one of the hottest days on record. oh joy. we're all dying. where is the nick portion with the water?? BTS shopping! :) dale starts a new career in the mortgage industry as data manager! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - school starts! :) lea is now officially in school as a kinder! claudia is in 4th &amp;amp; gabe in 3rd. jake gets moved to a new teacher. let's see what happens. its cooling off some! :) let's hope fall starts early! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - its hot again. bummer. its also halloween &amp; both grandpa ken's &amp;amp; pop's birthdays! :) we garner tons of the sweet stuff on our romp. the kids have parties all over. jake is a hit with his pillsbury costume. shots have done nothing but make back worse. oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - mom hits 33....oh crap. jenette is now legal....18. oh crap. jenny gets a job! :) she's a target girl! turkey day goes off without a hitch. am referred to a neuro. he says there is nothing he can do. its not severe enough (@@!!) yet. well, THATS A RELIEF!! not. its still hot as hell. where is my fall?!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - almost the end of the line. thank the maker. claudia is now a double digit kid.....10! we get ready for christmas. there isn't enough time. the house is finally all clean &amp; looks FABU....even though i really need a house. i'll make do for now..... NYE is here! :) chris, gordon &amp;amp; the boys come over. its a fun night. they leave at 11. the kids bathe &amp; we all wait for midnight. i can't believe they're all awake! i can't believe the year is over!! its now 2006. its raining. oh joy.....nice way to start off the year.....well, at least i'm not in the ER......i feel the back start to twich.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 2006 everyone! :) make it a great year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;look for new adventures in the YIR '06 as the graciano-roe zoo head east! :) we're off to NC - this july!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/family4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="The Zoo wish you &amp; yours a Happy &amp;amp; Prosperous New Year!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/family4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113632662776227783?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113632662776227783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113632662776227783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2006/01/05-year-in-review.html' title='the &apos;05 year in review....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113605886120177156</id><published>2005-12-31T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:10:31.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/happy_new_year_1_md_clr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/happy_new_year_1_md_clr.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;i send out to all my&lt;br /&gt;blog readers,&lt;br /&gt;my friends &amp; my family....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a most&lt;br /&gt;sincere wish for a joyous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and prosperous new&lt;br /&gt;year.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 2006 usher in&lt;br /&gt;joy, temperance,&lt;br /&gt;peace and most of all....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make sure you kiss&lt;br /&gt;that special someone at midnight,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat your 12 grapes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have money in your&lt;br /&gt;pocket,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:130%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and love in your&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Mcgannahan;font-size:6;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/new_year_baby_bring_in_2006_hg_clr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/new_year_baby_bring_in_2006_hg_clr.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113605886120177156?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113605886120177156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113605886120177156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/nye.html' title='NYE!!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113581639776060253</id><published>2005-12-28T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:33:56.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she tagged me.....damn.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I have been tagged from over at &lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris'&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://persnicketypfft.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;These are the rules of the game: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;The first player chose a topic. In this case, the topic is FIVE WEIRD HABITS OF YOURS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You must then write a journal entry listing those weirdnesses you possess~as well as the rules of the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Then, you select FIVE PEOPLE TO TAG and link their names/blogs in your entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Go to their journals and leave a comment informing them they have been tagged by you and to read your journal to see in what way they have been nailed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Those five then MUST write an entry listing their weird habits and tag an additional five people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;since chris is a PITA, she'll bug me to no end to do this. so, i might as well play along &amp; shut up about it. and if i tag you.....humor me. or kill chris, your choice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;5 WEIRD HABITS OF MINE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1). i cannot stand to go to bed if the house if messy. even if i'm incapacitated with my back, sick or completely exhausted....i will clean house from top to bottom or i can't sleep the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2). i am addicted to lotion. i have a million of them all on my nightstand. i will sit there, for at least 20 minutes, to determine what mood i'm in, so i know which one to put on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3). i will take everything out of my linen closet &amp;amp; rearrange it, even if i had just done it the day before. I AM OCD about the linen closet. &lt;sheepish&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;4). i also arrange the money in my wallet. it has to be in numerical order....doesn't matter which way though. but it all must face forward. i also have the habit of taking other people's wallets &amp; doing it to theirs. used to drive my parents INSANE. lol!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;5). i have this annoying habit of grinding my teeth, but i put my lower teeth in front of my upper teeth. and do a mini biting thing. its really weird if i type it out. lol!! but its an inherited trait. my father &amp;amp; brother also do it. and there were times that you can catch us doing it simultaneously. the taylor clan is weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and since she's tagged me &amp;amp; dale....i don't know who to tag. :P cause i know NO ONE on here yet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but there. don't say i don't play along twin.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113581639776060253?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113581639776060253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113581639776060253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/she-tagged-medamn.html' title='she tagged me.....damn.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113566484161993130</id><published>2005-12-26T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T22:27:21.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i don't know about you all, but i am bushed.  what a melee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids, of course, got way too much stuff.  but it was totally fun.  and totally worth it.  this was the first year that jake really understood what was going on.  and it was a BLAST!!  he had such a great day.  and got tons of cool stuff.  he was totally thrilled with everything he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my other monsters were spoiled just as well.  they all loved what they had garnered from the jolly old elf.  and if you read &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2005/12/if-santa-doesnt-showits-my-fault.html"&gt;DC's&lt;/a&gt; post...about my wonderlings trying to "trap" santa ( and know just how kooky that was....).....they were FLIPPIN' THRILLED to see that santa had not only eaten his cookies.....but that he had set off the trap &amp; had spent a few seconds spelling out (in the snare-trapping wooden blocks) " S A N T A  D R O P P E D  B Y  1 2  -  2 5 " right in front of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dc spoiled me rotten (as he was NOT supposed to do...but hell...i won't argue....) and i got way too much loot.  my future MIL bought me an AWESOME MP3 player (jesus those things are tiny!!!) and its already filled with my 80's rock &amp; disco!!  (much to the chagrin of my jenny &amp; dale.....i was singing at the top of my lungs....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-----------is not a singer......no way, no how.  will leave that to dale &amp; dona. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dale got exactly what he wanted.  books, movies &amp; donald paraphanalia.  can't go wrong for him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a lovely dinner....even henry was nice.  which was really a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all, i was in the christmas mood.  FINALLY.  i had all my kids, my love, my cats &amp; my self.  we were all together.  and next christmas proves to be better than this one....hopefully there will be a bigger, more extended family gathered around my christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that everyone had a great holiday.  i know i did.  i learned a few things this season.  had a few good experiences, had a few bad ones, had a few humbled ones.  i'm looking forward to the new year.  i'm ready to usher in a brand new year.  ready to let go of this one....really ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've got to figure out where all their new shit is going to go.  whee.  and clean the house in preparation for ringing in 2006.  it's already shaping up to be a PITA.  oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113566484161993130?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113566484161993130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113566484161993130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/whew.html' title='whew!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113557457737285678</id><published>2005-12-25T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T21:22:57.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wrensworld.com/merrychristmastop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://www.wrensworld.com/merrychristmastop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a name="We Wish You A Merry Christmas"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Wish You A Merry Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We wish you a merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glad tidings we bring&lt;br /&gt;To you and your kin;&lt;br /&gt;Glad tidings for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We want some figgy pudding&lt;br /&gt;We want some figgy pudding&lt;br /&gt;We want some figgy pudding&lt;br /&gt;Please bring it right here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glad tidings we bring&lt;br /&gt;To you and your kin;&lt;br /&gt;Glad tidings for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#009900;"&gt;We won't go until we get some&lt;br /&gt;We won't go until we get some&lt;br /&gt;We won't go until we get some&lt;br /&gt;So bring it out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glad tidings we bring&lt;br /&gt;To you and your kin;&lt;br /&gt;Glad tidings for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#009900;"&gt;We wish you a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glad tidings we bring&lt;br /&gt;To you and your kin;&lt;br /&gt;Glad tidings for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And a happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From our house to yours...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dale, Jeni, Jenette, Claudia, Gabriel, Lea &amp; Jake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113557457737285678?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113557457737285678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113557457737285678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113547928262368010</id><published>2005-12-24T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T19:06:26.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S 1!!  WE'RE DONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ofts.com/christmas/o_holy_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ofts.com/christmas/o_holy_night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound balance="0" src="http://www.dcroe.com/files/ohn.mp3" volume="0"&gt;&lt;/bgsound&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;merry christmas eve everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;are you all tracking santa, as he cruises throughout the world, delivering toys?? you can track santa on &lt;a href="http://www.noradsanta.org/en"&gt;NORAD&lt;/a&gt;. this is their 50th anniversary of tracking the jolly old elf on his journey! go check it out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;well....its down to the wire folks. if you haven't bought it, it more than likely isn't getting bought. they can do WITHOUT. its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i had a most somber afternoon today. coming home from picking up my eldest from work....we passed a terrible car accident that had just happened. and of course, the mommy in me stops to see what i can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;pinned in the car is a young lady not much older than my jenny. looking terribly frightened, asking about her father, not concerned with herself in the least. and she was the one worse off.... let's suffice it to say that i hope she makes it through the night. and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;as i stood there, amongst other concerned citizens, i tried my best to keep her calm &amp; to get her to stop moving and touching her face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;just relax. breathe sweetie. the ambulance is on its way. they'll take good care of you in a few seconds. i know it hurts. just listen to me sweetie. your dad is fine. he's right over there. he's with some other nice people. please try to relax honey. everything will be alright. anything broke, they can fix. you're still beautiful. everything will be fine. you'll see. just lay your head on this towel. its ok. i know it hurts honey. let the nice men help you. its ok. you'll see your dad soon sweetie. i know baby. its ok. its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;after finally extracting her from her car, they raced her off. all i know is her name was crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;please say a gentle prayer for her tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;this is for her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="O Holy Night"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;O Holy Night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;J.S.Dwight &amp;amp; A.C.Adam, 19th Century &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;O holy night,&lt;br /&gt;the stars are brightly shining;&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of&lt;br /&gt;our dear Savior's birth!&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world&lt;br /&gt;in sin and error pining,&lt;br /&gt;Till He appeared&lt;br /&gt;and the soul felt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope,&lt;br /&gt;the weary world rejoices,&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks&lt;br /&gt;a new and glorious morn.&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees,&lt;br /&gt;O hear the angel voices!&lt;br /&gt;O night divine,&lt;br /&gt;O night when Christ was born!&lt;br /&gt;O night divine, O night,&lt;br /&gt;O night divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Led by the light of Faith&lt;br /&gt;serenely beaming,&lt;br /&gt;With glowing hearts&lt;br /&gt;by His cradle we stand.&lt;br /&gt;So led by light of a star&lt;br /&gt;sweetly gleaming,&lt;br /&gt;Here came the wise men&lt;br /&gt;from Orient land.&lt;br /&gt;The King of Kings lay thus&lt;br /&gt;in lowly manger,&lt;br /&gt;In all our trials&lt;br /&gt;born to be our Friend!&lt;br /&gt;He knows our need,&lt;br /&gt;To our weakness no stranger;&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King!&lt;br /&gt;Before the lowly bend!&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King! your King!&lt;br /&gt;before Him bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Truly He taught us&lt;br /&gt;to love one another;&lt;br /&gt;His law is love and&lt;br /&gt;His gospel is peace.&lt;br /&gt;Chains shall He break&lt;br /&gt;for the slave is our brother&lt;br /&gt;And in His name&lt;br /&gt;all oppression shall cease.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet hymns of joy in&lt;br /&gt;grateful chorus raise we,&lt;br /&gt;Let all within us&lt;br /&gt;praise His holy name!&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Oh praise His name forever,&lt;br /&gt;His pow'r and glory evermore proclaim&lt;br /&gt;His pow'r and glory&lt;br /&gt;evermore proclaim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113547928262368010?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113547928262368010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113547928262368010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-1-were-done.html' title='IT&apos;S 1!!  WE&apos;RE DONE!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113536999509806539</id><published>2005-12-23T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:42:45.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only 2 more to do, as she opens the flue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/images1/wassail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/images1/wassail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;wow. only 2 days left. i think i'm feeling a bit more christmasy this morning. and its got nothing to do with the weather. (new forcasts show its going to be 79 &amp; 76 respectively on eve &amp;amp; day.....yet on the 26th it will be 66 and dropping......::SIGH::)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;last night we had originally intended to go to the DWP lights display over at griffith park (put on in conjunction with the city of LA &amp; the DWP). its really cute, for those of you who don't live here. its a drive-thru lights display. and its all different things that are southern california. they pipe in music too, so its cute. line is long as hell to get in, but its worth it.  sometimes.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but we didn't go there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i've been a scrooge. i'll admit it. i'm so ready to chuck this whole holiday into the shitcan. well, until last night. we took the kids to hastings ranch. its the perfect example of people who come together, just for the spirit of the holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;there are about 40 blocks. ALL DECORATED. and they love to do it. its tradition. its an honor. the community just comes together to spread some holiday cheer to their neighbors. it was lovely. and to see the kids crowded around the Labbe's house (complete with santa's sleigh, large scale toy train &amp; SNOW!! :) ) and to see jake get all happy, was all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;today's submission is compliments of my main squeeze.....he's got a weird sense of music, but he's cute....so it all makes up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Winter Wassail&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Faith and the Muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Wassail Wassail; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All merit good cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;We wish thee dear faithful a wondrous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Our fine bowl is made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;of the white maple tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;With the Wassailing bowl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;we honor thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;So here by the fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;good spirits renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;We wish thee dear faithful: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;thy dreams may come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;As white snow doth fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;o'er the old willow tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Wassail Wassail; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;We honor thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;So come all young maidens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and join us in song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;For this is the season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;warm love need hold strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;The cold wind doth blow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;o'er the elderwood tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Wassail Wassail; We honor thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113536999509806539?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113536999509806539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113536999509806539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/only-2-more-to-do-as-she-opens-flue.html' title='only 2 more to do, as she opens the flue...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113528260398772338</id><published>2005-12-22T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:16:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 there be, as she lights up the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.digitalgallery.dk/images/whitechristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.digitalgallery.dk/images/whitechristmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i think i'm on the brink of madness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;who do i have to kill to get this whole thing over &amp;amp; done with? i don't think i have that much pull. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;anywho....just cause i'm not in the mood for christmas doesn't mean i can't share more of my holiday ditties with you. so for todays submission.....as i try to get into the mood (again...::SIGH::), one of my all time favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Winter Wonderland"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Winter Wonderland&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Dick Smith, Felix Bernard 1934 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,&lt;br /&gt;in the lane, snow is glistening&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful sight,&lt;br /&gt;we're happy tonight,&lt;br /&gt;walking in a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Gone away is the bluebird,&lt;br /&gt;here to stay is a new bird&lt;br /&gt;He sings a love song,&lt;br /&gt;as we go along,&lt;br /&gt;walking in a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;In the meadow we can build a snowman,&lt;br /&gt;Then pretend that he is Parson Brown&lt;br /&gt;He'll say: Are you married?&lt;br /&gt;we'll say: No man,&lt;br /&gt;But you can do the job&lt;br /&gt;when you're in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Later on, we'll conspire,&lt;br /&gt;as we dream by the fire&lt;br /&gt;To face unafraid,&lt;br /&gt;the plans that we've made,&lt;br /&gt;walking in a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;In the meadow we can build a snowman,&lt;br /&gt;and pretend that he's a circus clown&lt;br /&gt;We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman,&lt;br /&gt;until the other kids knock him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;When it snows, ain't it thrilling,&lt;br /&gt;Though your nose gets a chilling&lt;br /&gt;We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,&lt;br /&gt;walking in a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Walking in a winter wonderland,&lt;br /&gt;walking in a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113528260398772338?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113528260398772338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113528260398772338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-there-be-as-she-lights-up-tree.html' title='3 there be, as she lights up the tree'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113520906200584366</id><published>2005-12-21T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T18:55:53.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more as she heads for the door....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="181" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/jenidc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and to thank my main squeeze for his attentiveness (and the fact that he tried to finish shopping for me this afternoon all on his own in a hellacious wal-fart), i dedicate today's entry to him. merry christmas babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;All I Want For Christmas Is You &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;- M. Carey - W. Afanasieff - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;There's just one thing I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I don't care about the presents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I just want you for my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;More than you could ever know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Make my wish come true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All I want for Christmas is you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;There is just one thing I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I don't care about the presents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I don't need to hang my stocking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;There upon the fireplace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Santa Claus won't make me happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;With a toy on Christmas day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I just want you for my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;More than you could ever know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Make my wish come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All I want for Christmas is you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I won't ask for much this Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I won't even wish for snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I'm just gonna keep on waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Underneath the mistletoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I won't make a list and send it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;To the North Pole for Saint Nick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I won't even stay awake to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Hear those magic reindeer click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;'Cause I just want you here tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Holding on to me so tight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;What more can I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All the lights are shining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;So brightly everywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And the sound of children's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Laughter fills the air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And everyone is singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I hear those sleigh bells ringing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Santa won't you bring me the one I really need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Won't you please bring my baby to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;This is all I'm asking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I just want to see baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Standing right outside my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Oh I just want him for my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;More than you could ever know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Make my wish come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All I want for Christmas is you baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113520906200584366?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113520906200584366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113520906200584366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/4-more-as-she-heads-for-door.html' title='4 more as she heads for the door....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113520837306141106</id><published>2005-12-21T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:39:33.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night... (and mini rant....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;yesterday was ok.  it was funny.  the party (which started out as nothing such, but ended as...) was a hit.  the kids kept inviting other kids from the complex over.  we had originally intended for only 2 to go, then 4 were invited; the neighbor kids tried to invite themselves (more on this whole drama later...lol!) and in the end, only 3 accompanied us to claudia's shindig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;everyone from henry's side went (well, it seems like everyone, but its really not.  to have them all (a good 75+) in one place at one time is a terrifying thought &amp; an even scarier experience.  i did it twice.  never again.  no more leeches, mom.  no more leeches, mom.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, the kids went in, ran around like lunatics loose from the asylum.  grownups ate &amp; gossiped.  his family was pleasant to dale.  which is a first.  they always manage to treat him like he has denege fever.  its really quite sad.  this from the family that lauded my own, cause we accepted jenette without hesitation, as my own child.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;it is my understanding that people out west aren't that accomidating when it comes to inter-twining their family ties.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;funny, you'd think they would considering that so many of the families out here more than not have more than one mom/dad/sister/brother/aunt/uncle combo.  now, i'm not knocking this.  my own immediate family consists of steps.  and i myself am an excellent step-mom (just ask jenny....even on a bad day, i'm better than her real mother is (A WHOLE OTHER SET OF DRAMA THERE FOLKS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;anywho, back to the party.  she got lots of nice things.  ate too much.  drank too much.  and definitely FLIRTED too much for my taste.  yes, flirted.  with the boy 2 doors down from us.  he's a cutie-patootie, adam.  but i'm afraid that if he comes within 3 feet of my daughter any time in the near future......i'm going to rearrange that cutie-patootie mug of his.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;cute or no, back off of the poohbear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and to top everything off, i was sick as a dog.  and thanks to my sweetie, i am feeling somewhat better.  i said somewhat.  not completely.  don't go expecting miracles folks.  especially since the southern california weather gods have decided once again to revert back to summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i hate summer.  have i ever told you all that?  i grew up in miami.  so i know summer.  REAL SUMMER.  humidity, bugs, heat, humidity, bugs, heat, humidity, bugs, heat...oh yeah....let's not forget to throw in TONS OF FUCKING RAIN every few hours, just to make things interesting.  did i mention there was humidity, bugs &amp; heat?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, i'm no stranger to heat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and i hate it.  despise it.  loathe it.  with a passion not known to many. it repulses me.  makes me ill.  makes me meaner than a hornet.  and i really hate to sweat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, i kinda liked so cal with its climate changes.  yeah, it gets hot here.  but not miami hot.  so i can live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;BUT THIS SHIT IS ABSOFUCKINGRIDICULOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;weather forcasts for christmas day is 86!!  86!!  what the hell??  if i wanted a hot christmas, i'd go spend it in miami with my wacko mother, bubba &amp; kat!  LIKE HELL I WANT A HOT HOLIDAY!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;WHO IS ASLEEP AT THE CONTROLS?!?!?!?!?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Yo!  mother nature!!  you forgot to switch us to WINTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm going to have to use the air conditioner on christmas day.  do you know how long its been since i've had to do that??  SINCE I LIVED IN MIAMI!!  so, 1993??  good lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;sorry....i digress.  its the heat.  makes me loopy.  (no comments from the peanut gallery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113520837306141106?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113520837306141106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113520837306141106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-and-mini-rant.html' title='last night... (and mini rant....)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113511053352287369</id><published>2005-12-20T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:48:30.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things about Claudia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/IMG08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/IMG08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#1. she still has her pooh-bear blankie that she came home from the hospital with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#2. she loves the color pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#3. she has a lazy eye that they operated on, but now the other eye looks lazy! but it's ok, she's still a beaut! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#4. she loves rice and potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#5. her first sentence was, "I want my bankie now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#6. she loves to watch scary movies &amp; scary documentaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#7. she loves to help everyone out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#8. wore cabbage patch clothes when she was first born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#9. likes Harry Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;#10. is very much a girly-girl (much to the chagrin to her mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and here is the song that i used to play endlessly for her when she was inutero &amp;amp; once she was here &amp;amp; unable to sleep. Tavares - Heaven must be missing an angel. and they must be, cause she is one. let it load...its so worth it! :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113511053352287369?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113511053352287369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113511053352287369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/10-things-about-claudia.html' title='10 things about Claudia...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113510832733395628</id><published>2005-12-20T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:52:07.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it all started....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/liz%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="my lizzie" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/liz%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/liz%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;at 2AM. (yes, this is going to be an ode to my poohbear....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;and off to the hospital i went at 8, only to be sent home by 9. by this time, i had decided that labor &amp; hospitals BOTH SUCK ASS!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;then at roughly 3PM, my water broke. but being a 1st time laborer, i had no clue. i thought i peed all over myself. thank god my ex-husband had the presence of mind to say, "I think we should go now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;but i wasn't hearing it. i had changed my mind. this labor shit is for the birds. i think i'll just stop now. (yeah....riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight...................) then the pushing started. i think it was then that i decided to go to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;on the car ride (which is now happening during early rush hour....4:30PM) to the lovely Kaiser Bellflower Hospital, both legs are braced against the dashboard of our 89 toyota. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;henry driving, screams, "you aren't pushing are you? you're not supposed to do that until they tell you to....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;me grunting &amp;amp; really pissed off, "YEAH....LIKE I'M GOING TO WAIT FOR THEM?!?!?!?!?!? THEY SENT ME HOME!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;"well knock that off! you can't have her here in the car!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;"YOU WANNA TRY TO STOP ME?? TRY IT &amp; DIE ASSHOLE!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;"i don't know why you have to get so hostile."&lt;br /&gt;"HOSTILE?? YOU WANNA SEE HOSTILE??? LEMME RIP YOU OPEN!! THEN WE'LL BE EVEN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;"this isn't the time to make threats, jennifer."&lt;br /&gt;"YEAH....I'LL THREATEN YOU.....P.O.S."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;"look, there is the hospital. lemme park the car."&lt;br /&gt;"PARK THE CAR?!?!?!? ARE YOU DAFT??? DON'T YOU SEE I'M IN LABOR?!?!?!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"well i don't know if i'll have the chance later on to move the car. and what if they tow it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"LIKE THEY NEVER HAVE WOMEN GO INTO LABOR HERE? WHEN EXACTLY DID YOU FALL OFF THE TUNA TRUCK?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"more insults. thanks. like i'm not under enough pressure here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"YOU MUST REALLY WANT TO DIE, DON'T YOU? WHO ARE YOU???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"look, there's a parking spot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;mind you all....he parked my laboring ass up on the 3rd floor. nice.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"NOW I SUPPOSE YOU WANT ME TO WALK?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"well, how are you supposed to get inside?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"OH GOD, IF I WEREN'T IN LABOR RIGHT NOW I'D BRAIN YOU. YOU ARE A RETARD, KNOW THAT?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"you know....i'm not making fun of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"OH MAN, ONCE THIS PAIN IS OVER WITH, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE NEXT FEW HOURS CAUSE AFTER THAT, YOUR ASS IS MINE. AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY EITHER."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"hurry up so we can catch the elevator!"&lt;br /&gt;"???????????????????????????????????????????????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;meanwhile, there is this nice couple coming out of the hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"do you need a wheelchair? HEY GUARD!! SHE NEEDS A WHEELCHAIR!! Honey, why are you parked up here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?!?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, sorry. the chair is coming. should we kill him for you?"&lt;br /&gt;"WOULD YOU PLEASE??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they laugh....i was serious. i finally get a wheelchair and an orderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/claudiagabecommunion22.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"we're going to get you to L&amp;D in two shakes."&lt;br /&gt;"GREAT, CAUSE I'M ABOUT TO RUPTURE RIGHT HERE."&lt;br /&gt;"well don't go doing that until they see you upstairs."&lt;br /&gt;"YEAH, LIKE I COULD QUIT RIGHT NOW IF REALLY WANTED TO. CAN I? I MEAN, YOU ALL HAVE DRUGS TO START LABOR...HOW ABOUT STOPPING IT?"&lt;br /&gt;"um....i don't think you really want this stopped now."&lt;br /&gt;"LIKE HELL I DON'T. YOU HAVE NO CLUE. YOU'RE JUST A MAN."&lt;br /&gt;"oh man, you sound like my wife did.", chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;"PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME KILL YOU TOO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally arrive up in L&amp;amp;D and i get into triage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/claudiagabecommunion22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/claudiagabecommunion22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"well, what do we have here?"&lt;br /&gt;"ARE YOU SHITTING ME? THIS IS A HOSPITAL &amp; THIS IS L&amp;amp;D, RIGHT? THE DUDE DIDN'T TAKE ME TO THE WRONG FLOOR, RIGHT?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes, sweetie. you're in the right place. now hop up onto this table so we can check you out."&lt;br /&gt;"NUMBER ONE, I CANNOT HOP IN THIS CONDITION, SO BITE ME. NUMBER TWO, IF YOU SEND ME HOME AGAIN, I'M NEVER COMING BACK HERE EVER AGAIN."&lt;br /&gt;"well you need to get up here so i can see how far along you are."&lt;br /&gt;"FINE."&lt;br /&gt;"ok, let's see.......you're.....OH MY! WE NEED A ROOM HERE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"is there a problem?"&lt;br /&gt;"you are ready dear."&lt;br /&gt;"DON'T I GET AN EPIDURAL?? I NEED SOMETHING!"&lt;br /&gt;"oh no dear. you're ready to go!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!?!?!? ALL THIS &amp; NO DRUGS???? I HATE YOU ALL."&lt;br /&gt;"well, you'll feel different in a little bit."&lt;br /&gt;"LIKE HELL I WILL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get wheeled into a delivery room. oh joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"so, are you ready to deliver this.....let's see....what are you having....a girl! how lovely!"&lt;br /&gt;"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING, RIGHT??? DON'T IT LOOK LIKE I'M READY?!?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;"well, sure...OMG..."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!?!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;"um....doctor, i don't think this little one is going to wait..."&lt;br /&gt;"well she better wait!"&lt;br /&gt;"WELL I DON'T THINK SHE IS!!! CAUSE HERE SHE COMES!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;it was 5:35PM.....we had the news on. henry didn't want to miss it. nice, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;"oh my! well wasn't that simple?"&lt;br /&gt;"YEAH.....RIGHT. SIMPLE. SO SIMPLE I SHOULD HAVE 4 MORE." (very prophetic.....)&lt;br /&gt;"well, what name have we decided to call this little cutie?"&lt;br /&gt;"well we haven't really decided. can i see her?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh my stars, of course! here you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;and they handed me my 3 week premature, 5lb. 6.5 oz., 18 inch, pink all over, no hair, green eyed, baby girl....my claudia elizabeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(47,79,79);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;where claudia came from, i have no clue. it just popped into my head at the moment. elizabeth is for my mother &amp;amp; grandmother. (mom is kennie elizabeth &amp; grandma is ora elizabeth)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;happy 10th birthday, my twin, my pooh, my girl.  i love you liz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/2005_0624LeaGraduation0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/2005_0624LeaGraduation0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113510832733395628?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113510832733395628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113510832733395628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-all-started_20.html' title='it all started....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113510308529323074</id><published>2005-12-20T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:24:45.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days....oh jesus....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.danacountryman.com/csm/back/Number24/Eartha-Kitt-1953a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.danacountryman.com/csm/back/Number24/Eartha-Kitt-1953a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and i feel like death. have i mentioned that? i feel like death. what joy to have children who give you their ailments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;today is just a great carol.....because its sung by who i think is probably the coolest "cat" on the planet....Ms. Eartha Kitt. me-ow baby!  (and it also includes tons of shit that i....hell ANY girl....would want! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Santa Baby &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Music and lyrics, J. Javits &amp; P. Springer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Sung by Eartha Kitt (1954) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me.&lt;br /&gt;Been an awful good girl, Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby, a Fifty-four convertible too, light blue.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait up for you dear, Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the fun I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I could be just as good -- If you'll check off my Christmas list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Been an angel all year, Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean on the phone, Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa, Honey, one little thing - I really need&lt;br /&gt;the deed to a platinum mine,&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby. So, hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa, Cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex ... and checks.&lt;br /&gt;Sign your 'X' on the line, Santa, Cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and trim my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;with some decorations bought at Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;I really do believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if you believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="message(' Click on the photo for a larger version of this drawing. ');return true" href="http://www.newbie.com/Christmas/SantaBaby/bbonline.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry . . . Tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113510308529323074?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113510308529323074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113510308529323074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/5-more-daysoh-jesus.html' title='5 more days....oh jesus....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113503853677011980</id><published>2005-12-19T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:28:56.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes!  only 6 more left!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://htbarrett.ednet.ns.ca/homework/rudolph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://htbarrett.ednet.ns.ca/homework/rudolph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and you know the funny thing?? I'M TOTALLY CALM! WTF!?!?!?!?!? what has happened to me?  it's weird....like invasion of the body snatchers...lol!!  i'm totally calm, only have 1/2 of my christmas presents done, tomorrow is claudia's 10th birthday, i haven't got her presents yet, i am coming down with a cold, its gotten hot again, the house is a mess, jenette stayed out too late last night, i have to pee, the kids outside are begging to come in to bake cookies and i've been dancing to disco all afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;why am i not anal-retentively freaking the hell out???  dale, did you spike my tea?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;oh well, todays submission is a song that just has to be on my list.  a beloved classic with an even more classic cartoon.  i give you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Words by Robert L. May (c) 1947&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Music by Johnny Marks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You know Dasher and Dancer&lt;br /&gt;And Prancer and Vixen,&lt;br /&gt;Comet and Cupid&lt;br /&gt;And Donner and Blitzen.&lt;br /&gt;But do you recall&lt;br /&gt;The most famous reindeer of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;br /&gt;Had a very shiny nose&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever saw it..&lt;br /&gt;You would even say it glows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the other reindeer,&lt;br /&gt;Used to laugh and call him names.&lt;br /&gt;They never let poor Rudolph&lt;br /&gt;Join in any reindeer games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one foggy Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Santa came to say--&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph with your nose so bright,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the reindeer loved him.&lt;br /&gt;And they shouted out with glee!&lt;br /&gt;"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;br /&gt;You'll go down in history!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(reindeer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Had a very shiny nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like a light bulb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And if you ever saw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(saw it) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would even say it glows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like a flash light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the other reindeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(reindeer) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to laugh and call him names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like Pinochio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They never let poor Rudolph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rudolph) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join in any reindeer games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like Monopoly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one foggy Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Santa came to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ho Ho Ho) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph with your nose so bright&lt;br /&gt;Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the reindeer loved him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(loved him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And they shouted out with glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like toothpaste) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(reindeer) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll go down in history!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(like George Washington!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113503853677011980?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113503853677011980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113503853677011980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/yikes-only-6-more-left.html' title='yikes!  only 6 more left!!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113496213478988711</id><published>2005-12-18T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T19:15:34.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days doth a week make....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drd700/d706/d7060721m76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drd700/d706/d7060721m76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and holy shitzola, there is only one (THAT'S 1) week left until the most unholy of holy days (good lord....i'm goin' to hell for that one!) is here. i don't know about you all, but i'd much rather it all be over &amp; new years be here. that way i can get schnockerd and forget this whole bloody 2005.  anyone got a magnum? :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i digress....sorry about that. today's submission is a holiday fave sung by the lovely ms. brenda lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Rocking around the Christmas Tree"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rocking around the Christmas Tree&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Johnny Marks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Rocking around the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;at the Christmas party hop&lt;br /&gt;Mistletoe hung where you can see&lt;br /&gt;every couple tries to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Rocking around the Christmas tree,&lt;br /&gt;let the Christmas spirit ring&lt;br /&gt;Later we'll have some pumpkin pie&lt;br /&gt;and we'll do some caroling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You will get a sentimental&lt;br /&gt;feeling when you hear&lt;br /&gt;Voices singing let's be jolly,&lt;br /&gt;deck the halls with boughs of holly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Rocking around the Christmas tree,&lt;br /&gt;have a happy holiday&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dancing merrily&lt;br /&gt;in the new old-fashioned way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113496213478988711?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113496213478988711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113496213478988711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/7-days-doth-week-make.html' title='7 days doth a week make....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113486458311262429</id><published>2005-12-17T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T16:42:51.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday meme III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;just for the hell of it, another meme (what is that WORD?!?!?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Hot Chocolate or apple cider?&lt;/strong&gt; mostly hot cocoa, but sometimes cider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Turkey or Ham?&lt;/strong&gt; my world famous turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you get a Fake or Real Christmas tree?&lt;/strong&gt; this year fake, but ordinarily real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Decorations on the outside of your house?&lt;/strong&gt; yep...candy canes, a train, lights (C7 &amp; twinkle...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Snowball fights or sledding?&lt;/strong&gt; sledding...the kids are really good at it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you like hanging around the fireplace because it's warm?&lt;/strong&gt; we don't have a fire place (YET!) but it would be for both warmth &amp;amp; ambiance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do you enjoy going downtown shopping?&lt;/strong&gt; now that's a scary thought.....downtown los angeles.  ::SHIVER::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Favorite Christmas song?&lt;/strong&gt; Carol of the Bells by The Mormon Tabernacle Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. How do you feel about Christmas movies?&lt;/strong&gt; i even watch the cheesy made for TV ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. When is it too early to start listening to Christmas music?&lt;/strong&gt; never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Stockings before or after presents?&lt;/strong&gt; before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Carolers, do you or do you not watch and listen to them?&lt;/strong&gt; i've never seen carolers here in LA, but when i lived back in VG, we got some.  and yes we listened &amp; even participated! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Go to someone elses house or they come to you?&lt;/strong&gt; i love being the hostess with the mostest! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Do you read the Christmas Story?&lt;/strong&gt; yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do you do after presents and dinner?&lt;/strong&gt; drug the kids &amp;amp; play all their cool new games! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday smell?&lt;/strong&gt; christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Ice skating or walking around the mall?&lt;/strong&gt; i should say ice skating, but i'd give up my 1st born to shop! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.  Most surprising gift you ever got?  &lt;/strong&gt;when i was in 7th grade, we had a gift exchange in french class.  the most geekiest boy in school (yes, there was another one besides dale...) pulled my name &amp; everyone teased me about it.  i was mortified.  but on the party day he got me a lovely Love's Baby Soft gift set.  it was the nicest one out of the whole class.  i was impressed, he scored points &amp; all the other girls were jealous.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Favorite Part about winter?&lt;/strong&gt; snuggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.Favorite Christmas decor?&lt;/strong&gt; my mini ornament christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.Lights...colored or clear?&lt;/strong&gt; both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. What is the best Christmas gift you ever received?&lt;/strong&gt; my stuffed chewie doll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. What is your favorite Christmas tradition in your family?&lt;/strong&gt; the jesus stocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What is your least favorite thing about the holidays?&lt;/strong&gt; the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. What is the one thing that you would like to see under the tree this year?&lt;/strong&gt; my brother &amp; sister, but that won't happen.  so i'll settle for a nintendo DS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What is your favorite thing to do/build in the snow?&lt;/strong&gt; watch the kids play in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What is your favorite holiday drink?&lt;/strong&gt; since dc turned me on to it, comfort &amp; joy hot tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Who is your favorite reindeer?&lt;/strong&gt; Vixen....of course! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. What is your Christmas Eve ritual?&lt;/strong&gt; go to church, drive home by way of really cool christmas lights &amp;amp; then milk &amp; cookie santa! :)  it USED to be wrap until 4 &amp; then collapse dead until 6.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Are you a Friday after Thanksgiving shopper?&lt;/strong&gt; I WORSHIP AT THE BLACK FRIDAY ALTAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What is your favorite holiday food?&lt;/strong&gt; toss up between turkey, lima bean and carrot cassarole &amp; pumpkin pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. How did you find out that Santa wasn't real?&lt;/strong&gt; when i was 12, my mom was laid up with a bad back &amp;amp; she taught me all about being "santa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Who do you want to be under the mistletoe with?&lt;/strong&gt; since val kilmer will be unavailable, i'll settle for dale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Have you bought all your presents yet?&lt;/strong&gt; almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Do you spend Christmas with a lot of family?&lt;/strong&gt; this year, just the kids.  hopefully next year it will be with a huge group of family! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Do you still make snowmen and snow angels?&lt;/strong&gt; when i have the chance i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. How long will your tree stay up?  &lt;/strong&gt;until january 20th.  my sisters birthday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. What do you plan to do for New Year's Eve?&lt;/strong&gt; the usual.  have a finger food feast &amp; then keep the kids up until 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. What's the most expensive thing you've gotten for Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt; in 89, my panasonic cd/dual tape deck/turn table stereo from my daddy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. How early do you wake up on Christmas morning?&lt;/strong&gt; as early as the kids get up.  usually about 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. What do you usually get in your stocking?&lt;/strong&gt; candy, mini toys, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. What would you like to see this Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt; snow, but it never snows this low in the valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113486458311262429?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113486458311262429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113486458311262429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-meme-iii.html' title='holiday meme III'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113486365318032735</id><published>2005-12-17T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T15:54:13.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days left.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/poinsettia_hg_clr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/poinsettia_hg_clr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i am a woman on a mission.....of maddness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;did you all know that my lovely 2nd eldest daughter's 10th birthday is this coming tuesday?!?!?? WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAST 10 YEARS?!?!?!?!? i am in serious panic mode folks. i can't believe that my poohbear is going to be 10. it seems like just yesterday, she was a preemie. and here she is.....loud, obnoxious, opinionated......good lord, SHE'S ME!!! oh no......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;well, for today's submission, i give you one of claudia's favorites.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Percy the Puny Poinsettia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;by Elmo &amp;amp; Patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Percy, the puny poinsettia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;sitting with gloom and dismay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;If they had just kept him "wetta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;he'd be a houseplant today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Folks like the other plants "betta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;now he's alone on the shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Even a plant with no Uncle orAunt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;shouldn't spendChristmas day by himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113486365318032735?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113486365318032735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113486365318032735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/8-days-left.html' title='8 days left.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113476684522137841</id><published>2005-12-16T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:00:45.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/1600/IMG02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1414/1551/200/IMG02.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;is going to the ER at 12:30 with your 18 year old daughter who is having a stress induced migraine. only to be the entertainment for her friends &amp; the medical crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and to not get any sleep, cause you're busy doting over said 18 year old for 6+ hours. (who is now reduced to a blubbering pile of jelly...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but....i love my jenny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;feel better baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113476684522137841?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113476684522137841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113476684522137841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/love.html' title='love....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113476658134746177</id><published>2005-12-16T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:02:13.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 days &amp; counting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ca.geocities.com/tymer_2000/N7/enp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ca.geocities.com/tymer_2000/N7/enp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i heard that mrs. claus is making final repairs on santa's suit and that the reindeer are each getting a shiatsu massage......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;today's submission is a favourite from my teenage years....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picklehead.com/elmo.html"&gt;dr. Elmo, 1979, dr. Elmo's Twisted Christmas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Grandma got run over by a reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;Walking home from our house Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;You can say there's no such thing as Santa,&lt;br /&gt;but as for me and grandpa we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;She'd been drinking too much eggnog,&lt;br /&gt;and we begged her not to go.&lt;br /&gt;But she forgot her medication, and she&lt;br /&gt;staggered out the door into the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Grandma got run over by a reindeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Walking home from our house Christmas eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You can say there's no such thing as Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but as for me and grandpa we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;When we found her Christmas morning,&lt;br /&gt;at the scene of the attack,&lt;br /&gt;she had hoof-prints on her forehead,&lt;br /&gt;and incriminating Claus marks on her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Now we're all so proud of grandpa,&lt;br /&gt;He's been taking this so well.&lt;br /&gt;See him in there watching football,&lt;br /&gt;drinking root beer and&lt;br /&gt;playing cards with Cousin Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's not Christmas without Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;All the family's dressed in black&lt;br /&gt;and we just can't help but wonder:&lt;br /&gt;Should we open up her gifts,&lt;br /&gt;or send them back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Send them back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Grandma got run over by a reindeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Walking home from our house Christmas eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You can say there's no such thing as Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but as for me and grandpa we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Now the goose is on the table&lt;br /&gt;and the pudding made of fig&lt;br /&gt;and the blue and silver candles&lt;br /&gt;that would just have matched&lt;br /&gt;the hair on grandma's wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I've warned all my&lt;br /&gt;friends and neighbors&lt;br /&gt;better watch out for yourselves,&lt;br /&gt;they should never give a license&lt;br /&gt;to a man who drives a sleigh&lt;br /&gt;and plays with elves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Grandma got run over by a reindeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Walking home from our house Christmas eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You can say there's no such thing as Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but as for me and grandpa we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113476658134746177?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113476658134746177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113476658134746177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/9-days-counting.html' title='9 days &amp; counting....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113468580523591286</id><published>2005-12-15T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T14:30:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only 10 shopping days left boys &amp; girls!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theholidayspot.com/christmas/santa/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://theholidayspot.com/christmas/santa/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, are we all ready? i know that santa is making final preparations on his sleigh &amp; going through his list one final time. so you know what that means....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Santa Claus Is Coming To Town"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Santa Claus Is Coming To Town&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;J. Fred Coots, Henry Gillespie (c) 1934 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;You better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You better not cry&lt;br /&gt;Better not pout&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's making a list,&lt;br /&gt;And checking it twice;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees you when you're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;He knows when you're awake&lt;br /&gt;He knows if you've been bad or good&lt;br /&gt;So be good for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O! You better watch out!&lt;br /&gt;You better not cry.&lt;br /&gt;Better not pout, I'm telling you why.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113468580523591286?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113468580523591286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113468580523591286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/only-10-shopping-days-left-boys-girls.html' title='only 10 shopping days left boys &amp; girls!!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113461386547991695</id><published>2005-12-14T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:40:19.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 frantic &amp; festive days left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youthonline.ca/christmas/carols/sing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.youthonline.ca/christmas/carols/sing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, what do YOU have left to do before the inevitable? (kids bitching cause they didn't get what they asked for....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;as for me....i've basically got &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; left to do!! LOL!! i've got no santa presents, haven't gotten the kids any clothes, don't have things for my friend(s) .....oh my god becky.....someone shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;CHRISTMAS IS 11 FRICKEN DAYS FROM NOW!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and for todays submission, one of my favorites from my childhood....(OH MOMMY!!! ((VBEG)) ...and yes, my brother's name is&lt;/em&gt; john, i did break tons of shit on his head...just not a bat...lol! sorry bubba! I LOVE YOU!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nuttin' For Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;S. Tepper, R. Bennett (c) 1955 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I broke my bat on Johnny's head;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;I hid a frog in sister's bed;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;&lt;br /&gt;I made Tommy eat a bug;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some gum with a penny slug;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy are mad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a tack on teacher's chair&lt;br /&gt;somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;I tied a knot in Susie's hair&lt;br /&gt;somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a dance on Mommy's plants&lt;br /&gt;climbed a tree and tore my pants&lt;br /&gt;Filled the sugar bowl with ants&lt;br /&gt;somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy are mad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be seeing Santa Claus;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;He won't come visit me because&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll be going straight;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll be good, just wait&lt;br /&gt;I'd start right now, but it's too late;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody snitched on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you better be good whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll get nuttin' for Christmas!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113461386547991695?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113461386547991695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113461386547991695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/11-frantic-festive-days-left.html' title='11 frantic &amp; festive days left...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113453747088977427</id><published>2005-12-13T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:17:50.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday edition meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ok....what is a MEME anywho?  i have no clue.  but i got this one from &lt;a href="http://secondstarrtotheright.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt;.  so here i go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Holiday Edition MEME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Welcome to the 2005 Holiday Edition of Getting to Know Your Friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;/strong&gt; i like both, but am more partial to hot chocolate.  and it would have to be my ghiradelli hot cocoa mix that we bought on our "trip" to san fran.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?&lt;/strong&gt; Santa brings gifts wrapped in individually chosen "SANTA PAPER" for each kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?&lt;/strong&gt; well i used to do colored &amp; white on the tree, but since this year we opted for an artifical tree (no sense in having a real one out here...it'll be dead in 2 days...) it came with white lights.  and the outside has colored lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;/strong&gt; yeah.  we have mistletoe on the chandelier in the LR....i had a kissing ball, but the ex kept it for his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up?&lt;/strong&gt; its always been the weekend before turkey day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)?&lt;/strong&gt; would have to be my great-grandmother's lima bean &amp; carrot cassarole.  since she passed, it gets made by everyone in their respective houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child?&lt;/strong&gt; i'm not really sure.  i've got too many to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?&lt;/strong&gt; would have to be when i was 12 &amp; my mother threw her back out.  i had to play santa that year.  and she taught me all about "how to be santa!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;/strong&gt; when i was a kid, no way.  we did christmas morning.  now, the ex's family does it &amp; i used to let the kids open just one on christmas eve.  but i put the kibosh on that &amp; we're back to the 25th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What kind of cookies does Santa get set out for him?&lt;/strong&gt; it depends....when i was a kid, he used to get berliner kranzers or angel kisses.  now he gets whatever is freshly baked! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? &lt;/strong&gt;love it, but don't get it out here....that's going to change next winter! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Can you ice skate?&lt;/strong&gt; yes.  jeanette cook's step-dad taught me when i was about 9.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift?&lt;/strong&gt; would have to be my stuffed chewbacca when i was about 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What’s the most important thing about the Holidays for you?&lt;/strong&gt; everything.  spending it with the kids, making it as picture perfect as i can get it on a shoestring budget &amp; in an apartment....but its going to change....REAL SOON! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?&lt;/strong&gt; would have to be my homemade pumpkin pie.  mmmmmm...nummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;/strong&gt; the jesus stocking.  it started at my mother's &amp; has continued in my house.  jesus gets a plain stocking &amp; in it you put your hopes &amp;amp; dreams for either someone else or everyone else in the new coming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. What tops your tree?&lt;/strong&gt; the angel i bought myself (my very 1st christmas decoration) about 15 years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Which do you prefer Giving or Receiving?&lt;/strong&gt; giving.  i like making sure that everyone else has a better holiday than i do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas Carol?&lt;/strong&gt; carol of the bells....sung by the mormon tabernacle choir.  its breathtakingly beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Candy Canes!&lt;/strong&gt; i love them, but DC's not a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113453747088977427?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113453747088977427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113453747088977427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-edition-meme.html' title='holiday edition meme'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113448954868747090</id><published>2005-12-13T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T07:59:08.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wisdomportal.com/Christmas/12DaysChristmasHallmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="214" alt="" src="http://www.wisdomportal.com/Christmas/12DaysChristmasHallmark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and of course, what better fitting song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The 12 Days Of Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the first day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;A partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the second day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the third day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the eighth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eleven pipers piping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;On the twelfth day of Christmas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;my true love sent to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Twelve drummers drumming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eleven pipers piping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ten lords a-leaping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Nine ladies dancing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Eight maids a-milking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Seven swans a-swimming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Six geese a-laying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Five golden rings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Four calling birds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Three French hens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Two turtle doves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a partridge in a pear tree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113448954868747090?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113448954868747090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113448954868747090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/12-days-to-go.html' title='12 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113441977857840623</id><published>2005-12-12T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:36:18.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 days.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://operationlettertosanta.com/Kid%20Zone/Childrens%20Carols/santa8l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://operationlettertosanta.com/Kid%20Zone/Childrens%20Carols/santa8l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i'm feeling somewhat better. i *think* my drink was spiked. but i have no way to prove it. but other than feeling like i've been hit by a mack truck, i'm fine. i'll live to fight another day. now i've just got to get up the energy to clean this house....which looks like a tornado ripped through it. oh the joys of being southern during the holidays. (for the record...the house isn't all that messy, but to me, looks like a disaster area.....::SIGH::)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Up On the Housetop &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Up On the Housetop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;reindeer pause,&lt;br /&gt;Out jumps good old Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;Down thru' the chimney&lt;br /&gt;with lots of toys,&lt;br /&gt;All for the little ones,&lt;br /&gt;Christmas joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Up on the housetop,&lt;br /&gt;click, click, click,&lt;br /&gt;Down thru' the chimney&lt;br /&gt;with good Saint Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;First comes the stocking&lt;br /&gt;of little Nell,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear Santa&lt;br /&gt;fill it well;&lt;br /&gt;Give her a dolly&lt;br /&gt;that laughs and cries&lt;br /&gt;One that will open&lt;br /&gt;and shut her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Up on the housetop,&lt;br /&gt;click, click, click,&lt;br /&gt;Down thru' the chimney&lt;br /&gt;with good Saint Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Next comes the stocking&lt;br /&gt;of little Will,&lt;br /&gt;Oh just see&lt;br /&gt;what a glorious fill&lt;br /&gt;Here is a hammer&lt;br /&gt;and lots of tacks,&lt;br /&gt;Also a ball&lt;br /&gt;and a whip that cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go!&lt;br /&gt;Up on the housetop,&lt;br /&gt;click, click, click,&lt;br /&gt;Down thru' the chimney&lt;br /&gt;with good Saint Nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113441977857840623?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113441977857840623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113441977857840623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/13-days.html' title='13 days.....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113436411097948044</id><published>2005-12-11T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:08:30.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i am not going to post a song today.  sorry, but i'm extremely ill....just got back from the ER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas indeed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113436411097948044?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113436411097948044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113436411097948044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/14-days.html' title='14 days....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113423948036438880</id><published>2005-12-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T10:31:20.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.entermagic.com/images/items/7989143034m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.entermagic.com/images/items/7989143034m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;todays submission.....this is what i need.....someone find me the Mormon Tabernacle Choir! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Need A Little Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haul out the holly&lt;br /&gt;Put up the tree before my spirit falls again&lt;br /&gt;Fill up the stockings&lt;br /&gt;I may be rushing things but,&lt;br /&gt;deck the halls again now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we need a little Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Right this very minute.&lt;br /&gt;Candles in the window,&lt;br /&gt;Carols at the spinet...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we need a little Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Right this very minute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't snowed a single flurry&lt;br /&gt;But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb down the chimney,&lt;br /&gt;Put up the brightest string of lights I've ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;Slice up the fruitcake,&lt;br /&gt;It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I've grown a little leaner...&lt;br /&gt;Grown a little colder...&lt;br /&gt;Grown a little sadder...&lt;br /&gt;Grown a little older...&lt;br /&gt;And I need a little angel...&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on my shoulder...&lt;br /&gt;We need a little Christmas now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we need a little music...&lt;br /&gt;Need a little laughter...&lt;br /&gt;Need a little singing...&lt;br /&gt;Ringing through the rafters...&lt;br /&gt;And we need a little snappy...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy ever after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;We need a little Christmas now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113423948036438880?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113423948036438880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113423948036438880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/15-days.html' title='15 days...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113419094239072330</id><published>2005-12-09T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T21:02:22.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 days....and possibly feeling the spirit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.irishcultureandcustoms.com/ACalend/2Pic/XmasBell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="178" alt="" src="http://www.irishcultureandcustoms.com/ACalend/2Pic/XmasBell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;oh wait...its just gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;day 16's submission, for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Christmas In Killarney"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas In Killarney&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;The holly green, the ivy green&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest picture you've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Is Christmas in Killarney&lt;br /&gt;With all of the folks at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau&lt;br /&gt;While cuddling under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;And Santa Claus you know, of course&lt;br /&gt;Is one of the boys from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;The door is always open&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors pay a call&lt;br /&gt;And Father John before he's gone&lt;br /&gt;Will bless the house and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;How grand it feels to click your heels&lt;br /&gt;And join in the fun of the jigs and reels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I'm handing you no blarney&lt;br /&gt;The likes you've never known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Is Christmas in Killarney&lt;br /&gt;With all of the folks at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113419094239072330?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113419094239072330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113419094239072330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/16-daysand-possibly-feeling-spirit.html' title='16 days....and possibly feeling the spirit...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113407425475685682</id><published>2005-12-08T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:37:34.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 days to go....and i'm in a miserable mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jennyscrafts.com/Images/Classes/let_it_snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.jennyscrafts.com/Images/Classes/let_it_snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ok...so i'm going to continue putting up my christmas carols...even though i feel like shit, lost $20 bucks, have my period (i know...TMI), my kids are monsters, my ex is freaking weird &amp; today my boyfriend just about sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i am so ready to put this flippin holiday in the shitcan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but ever the pollyana...here is today's submission.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;a name="Let It Snow!"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Let It Snow!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne (c) 1945 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Oh, the weather outside is frightful,&lt;br /&gt;But the fire is so delightful,&lt;br /&gt;And since we've no place to go,&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It doesn't show signs of stopping,&lt;br /&gt;And I brought some corn for popping;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are turned way down low,&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;When we finally say good night,&lt;br /&gt;How I'll hate going out in the storm;&lt;br /&gt;But if you really hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;All the way home I'll be warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;The fire is slowly dying,&lt;br /&gt;And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,&lt;br /&gt;But as long as you love me so.&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113407425475685682?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113407425475685682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113407425475685682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/17-days-to-goand-im-in-miserable-mood.html' title='17 days to go....and i&apos;m in a miserable mood.'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113397659552470019</id><published>2005-12-07T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T09:44:35.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 days... (please turn up your volume &amp; LET IT LOAD!! :) )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;remember when you were a kid??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;listen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;O Tannenbaum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;O Tannenbaum, or, in its English version, "O Christmas Tree" is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Christmas carol" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_carol"&gt;Christmas carol&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;of German origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A Tannenbaum is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Fir" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fir"&gt;fir&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Tree" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree"&gt;tree&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="German language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_language"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;die Tanne) or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Christmas tree" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_tree"&gt;Christmas tree&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(der Weihnachtsbaum). Its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Evergreen" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evergreen"&gt;evergreen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;qualities have long inspired musicians to write several "Tannenbaum" songs in German.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The best known version was penned in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="1824" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1824"&gt;1824&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;by a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Leipzig" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leipzig"&gt;Leipzig&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Organist" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Organist"&gt;organist&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and teacher named&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="extiw" title="de:Ernst Anschütz" href="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernst_AnschÃ¼tz"&gt;Ernst Anschütz&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The melody is an old folk tune. The first known "Tannenbaum" song lyrics date back to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="1550" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1550"&gt;1550&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A similar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="1615" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1615"&gt;1615&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="Melchior Franck" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melchior_Franck"&gt;Melchior Franck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(1573-1639) goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="de:Ach Tannenbaum" href="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ach_Tannenbaum"&gt;Ach Tannenbaum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;, ach Tannenbaum, du bist ein edler Zweig! Du grünest uns den Winter, die liebe Sommerzeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tune is also used the melody of the British Labour Party song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Red flag" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_flag"&gt;The Red Flag&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; as well as that of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Maryland" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maryland"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;'s official&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="State song" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State_song"&gt;state song&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Maryland, My Maryland" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maryland,_My_Maryland"&gt;Maryland, My Maryland&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound balance="0" src="http://www.dcroe.com/files/ot.mp3" volume="0"&gt;&lt;/bgsound&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;this version is compliments of Schroeder, my favorite peanut piano player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113397659552470019?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113397659552470019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113397659552470019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/18-days-please-turn-up-your-volume-let.html' title='18 days... (please turn up your volume &amp; LET IT LOAD!! :) )'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113394028555410477</id><published>2005-12-06T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:27:30.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as dc says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;when the muse hits...hit back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so, if you go by my sweetie's blog (&lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/blog.html"&gt;DC&lt;/a&gt;) then you will see this little "exercise" he posted (i swear...he can be &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a writer at times...lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Tuesday, December 06, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="113389388853554124"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Christmas Bright&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I'm not in the Christmas spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;But I'm going to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Anyone who wants to try with me, here's an exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. The Ghost of Christmas Past - What present was your favorite to get as a child? Not a specific gift, but a type of gift, or maybe gifts from a certain person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. The Ghost of Christmas Present - What is one thing you love about Christmas? Not loved....love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;3. The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come - Name a tradition that that you would like to start—or restart—in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;All right...who else wants to play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;If you pick up the challenge please post a link to your answers as a comment to this post at &lt;a href="http://www.dcroe.com/2005/12/making-christmas-bright.html"&gt;http://www.dcroe.com/2005/12/making-christmas-bright.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and as we were sitting in bed, i saw my Twin's entry (&lt;a href="http://itsallaboutmeithink.blogspot.com/"&gt;chris&lt;/a&gt;) and had to come write. mainly to say a big, fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEENER, NEENER, NEENER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;to everyone!! i've SEEN the pics of the boys. and damn if you don't want to sop them up with a dinner biscuit &amp; eat them alive!! i love them two. some of the most handsome &amp;amp; sweetest kids on the planet (not forsaking my own beauties either...) i can't wait for my card! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;back to the "exercise"...sweetie, here ya go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Past&lt;/strong&gt; - would have to be, not what i got, but how it was wrapped. you see, everyone (well, us kids everyone) got their toys from Santa. and each one of us not only got toys from Santa...but from Mrs. Claus, The Reindeer &amp; The Elves. and not only did we get presents from all of them....we each got our own Santa Paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Santa Paper is extremely important...well now it is, but as a kid I couldn't see that for shit. my mother (whom i bash on more occasions than i care to count...but is truly a wonderful person) really tried to maintain that whole illusion for us as long as she could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;each one of us (me, bubba &amp;amp; kat) would get santa/reindeery paper identical for the reindeer presents. santa/elfy paper identical for elf gifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but santa's gifts were special. each one got their own special paper that santa had picked out for them especially. and you kept that paper for years on end. how my mother managed to keep a stock pile of these specific kinds of paper has me boggled. even when we were all teens &amp; &lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt; beyond the point of believing in the jolly old elf, she kept giving us &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; paper. and when asked about it, she simply replied, "i don't know what you're talking about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;funny how paper, although so insignificant on christmas morning, piled high, ripped, crinkled, used....can turn into such a powerful memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. present&lt;/strong&gt; - santa paper. all the above &amp;amp; trying to teach my wonderful darling how important it is...even though no one but me will appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but perhaps one day, when they're older...they'll remember...like i remember....and pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. yet to come&lt;/strong&gt; - white christmas....for real. i've been dreaming about a white christmas for .... oh.....33 years now. and have yet to experience one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;we have plans to move back east next year. i hope it comes to pass. i really want a house. that i can put up a million twinkle lights on (like in Nat'l Lampoon's Christmas Vacation) and see real frost on my windows. the glitter of the lights off the snow. the angered face of my son shoveling the snow. the hurt look of my other son's face when he realizes that his brother 5 years his junior can shovel snow &amp;amp; he can merely make a ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so there you have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and you know what babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i feel christmas coming on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113394028555410477?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113394028555410477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113394028555410477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-dc-says.html' title='as dc says...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113393883961425098</id><published>2005-12-06T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:00:39.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 days to go...(sorry i was late....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jovem-guarda.com/beach1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.jovem-guarda.com/beach1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Little Saint Nick &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Beach Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;oh, Merry Christmas Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(Christmas comes this time each year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Well, way up north where the air gets cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And a real famous cat all dressed up in red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And he spends the whole year working out on his sled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Just a little bobsled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;We call it old Saint Nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;But she'll walk a toboggan with a 4-speed stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;She's candy-apple red with a ski for a wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;A-run-run reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;A-run-run reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;A-run-run reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;A-run-run reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(He don't miss no one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And hauling through the snow at a frightening speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;With a half a dozen deer with a' Rudy to lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And he's cruising every pad with a little surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;It's the little Saint Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(ooh little Saint Nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Ooh, Merry Christmas Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;(Christmas comes this time each year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113393883961425098?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113393883961425098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113393883961425098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/19-days-to-gosorry-i-was-late.html' title='19 days to go...(sorry i was late....)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113380519788594578</id><published>2005-12-05T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:57:11.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>explanation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the twin posed a question on a comment on a post. so, i'm here to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment-poster-name" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15347354"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;said...&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Like the Christmas songs. But I'd like to hear from YOU now! lol. Where the hell are you getting all this friggin' Xmas cheer??&lt;br /&gt;9:23 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ok twin....here's your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I HATE THIS $*&amp;#$%# HOLIDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;the stores are too crowded to just go in &amp;amp; get &lt;em&gt;essentials&lt;/em&gt;, because there are people who are more well off than i (&lt;strong&gt;or they just don't pay their bills this time of year....&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i don't have enough money to buy what i want. hell, i don't even have enough to pay the bills... (&lt;strong&gt;but who's complaining? oh that's right....ME!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i miss my family. i miss them so much. my daddy, mom, pop, bubba &amp; kat. it was so wonderful to see them last year (&lt;strong&gt;when i went home for a visit...1st one in 10 years!&lt;/strong&gt;) and its amazing how they've all changed. and i missed out on so much. and this is the time of year when you &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to be with your family. i mean, isn't that what you learn when you're a kid? christmas is about family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i feel like shit. complete, total, royal shit. and its ongoing, everyday, nonstop. the back, the legs, the arms, the head. everything is progressively getting worse. some nights i can't move for shit. i swear, if i hadn't just had my 33rd birthday...i'd say i was 93 and on death's door. and it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. cause i've still got the mind of a 23 year old. my body has played a very cruel trick on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i am tired. tired of cleaning, cooking, tending, making, baking, creating, painting, beautifying, redoing....you get the hint. i'm in hell. cause hell is filled with repetitious crap that makes you go insane, right?!?!?!? so this is the 7th level of hell and my children are satan's disciples. and my ex is satan! OMG!! I'VE FIGURED IT OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but this post was supposed to be about WHERE I'M GETTING HOLIDAY SPIRIT FROM, right? sorry...i digress..i do that alot, ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i guess....i am a pollyana whitaker at heart. i want to believe in the goodness of nature, goodness of man. this is the season of perpetual hope. (&lt;strong&gt;and right now i'm really hoping that i'll get run over by a mack truck...&lt;/strong&gt;) i want to find things to be glad about. i &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to find things to be glad about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;cause if i don't....i'm going to go mad &amp;amp; you're going to see me on KTLA's 10 o'clock news....shooting from a clock tower somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and yes, mostly i do it for the kids. and might i add...i do a hell of a job! :) (&lt;strong&gt;you know, my 10 year old still believes in santa! :)&lt;/strong&gt;) they need to know that there is nothing going on in their world other than the new spongebob "where's gary" episodes and the next season of avatar is quickly approaching. i mean, when i was a kid...i had &lt;em&gt;no clue&lt;/em&gt; that my parents despised each other &amp;amp; was quite shocked when they announced their divorce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so i'm putting on the happy face. overdoing on the decorations, buying shit i can't afford, making promises i can't keep but will because that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and i'm hoping that somewhere in the process, i'll find christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;or maybe it'll find me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;might be nice not to have to chase something for a change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;merry christmas twin....things could be worse. don't have any examples for you right now, but they &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; be. just live with it. lol! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and a very merry christmas everyone. now, does anyone know the # of a good chiropractor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113380519788594578?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113380519788594578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113380519788594578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/explanation.html' title='explanation...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113377389731674419</id><published>2005-12-05T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:11:37.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drg000/g072/g07222a339a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drg000/g072/g07222a339a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;a name="Holly Jolly Christmas"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Holly Jolly Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;Johnny Marks (c) 1962 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;Have a holly, jolly Christmas;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best time of the year&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there'll be snow,&lt;br /&gt;but have a cup of cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;Have a holly, jolly Christmas;&lt;br /&gt;And when you walk down the street&lt;br /&gt;Say Hello to friends you know&lt;br /&gt;and everyone you meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh, ho, the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;hung where you can see;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody waits for you;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her once for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;Have a holly jolly Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;and in case you didn't hear,&lt;br /&gt;Oh by golly, have a holly,&lt;br /&gt;jolly Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113377389731674419?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113377389731674419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113377389731674419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/20-days-to-go.html' title='20 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113376185571560957</id><published>2005-12-04T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:26:12.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama queen goes overtime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i swear, bette davis is channeling through my 5 year old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were sitting in the livingroom, ending our sunday, watching santa claus is coming to town &amp; eating our late night PB&amp;amp;J's....and all of a sudden...eating had become a contest. and no one else was in on it but lea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain something about my diva, self-centered queen bee, HRH, master of her domain. lately she's been obsessed about being 1st. for everything...and i do mean &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;. getting into the car, getting into the shower, out of the shower, into the house, on the sofa, to the table, to finish food, to brush her teeth, to pee....you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we, the collective &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; household, have been patient with HRH's latest stint with being #1. but this evening was the end-all-be-all of melodrama in the livingroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, we were winding down for the night, tv, eats, the like...when lea (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;who up to this point had really been oblivious to the fact that other people were in the room...&lt;/span&gt;) looked up to view her domain and much to her chagrin...everyone else was finished with their delectables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was last. O...M...G...becky (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;don't know the reference, you didn't grow up in the 80's...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lea, most pathetic &amp; sad, "i'm last??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, refocusing, "huh??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;lea, even sadder with weepy puppy eyes, " everyone else is done?? I'M LAST?!?!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, puzzled, "were we having a contest i wasn't aware of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lea, chin now quivering with gloom, "...but mom...", starts to sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, "??????????????????????????????????????????????????", and looks to the crowd with a WHAT-THE-HELL-JUST-HAPPENED look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lea, in full bette davis whining mode, "I DON'T WANNA BE LAST!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY AM I LAST????????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, getting a severe case of heartburn from laughing my ass off, "because its so cute on you! and besides, we all finished &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lea now tears out of the room straight for her "chamber of solitude" AKA the bathroom to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;1. sob loudly (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;the acoustics in there are GREAT for dramatic sobbings...its more dramatic that way...did i mention there was &lt;em&gt;drama&lt;/em&gt; involved?&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;2. curse me (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;as bad a cursing can be from a 5 year old..."my other mom (WHAT?!?!?) never did this to me!"...she &amp; i are going to talk about this one after the conniption is over...&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;she then marches out of the bathroom (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;you've seen archival footage of the goose-stepping marching armies of hitler? LIKE THAT MARCHING!! good lord, who is she channeling NOW?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;into the livingroom, only to give me (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;and everyone else who is laughing at this point...which is EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;) the evil eye &amp;amp; proceed to beat the shit out of my hall curtain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i never did drugs when i was pregnant with her. and yes, she's only 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of her tyraid, even the 3 year old was teasing her... "LEA LAST!! LEA LAST!!" in his cute, little cherubic voice. this only makes the queen of the melodrama madder than a hornet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;ever seen someone "hopping mad"? I DID! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear....one day....there will be an Oscar. i know it. one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113376185571560957?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113376185571560957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113376185571560957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/drama-queen-goes-overtime.html' title='drama queen goes overtime...'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113371100745553965</id><published>2005-12-04T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T07:43:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tosti-ijzer.nl/images/156606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://www.tosti-ijzer.nl/images/156606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;a name="It's the most wonderful time of the year"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;With the kids jingle belling,&lt;br /&gt;and everyone telling you,&lt;br /&gt;"Be of good cheer,"&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the hap-happiest season of all&lt;br /&gt;With those holiday greetings&lt;br /&gt;And great happy meetings&lt;br /&gt;When friends come to call&lt;br /&gt;It's the hap-happiest season of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;There'll be parties for hosting,&lt;br /&gt;marshmallows for toasting and&lt;br /&gt;caroling out in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;there'll be scary ghost stories and&lt;br /&gt;tales of the glories of Christmases&lt;br /&gt;long, long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be much mistletoeing&lt;br /&gt;and hearts will be glowing,&lt;br /&gt;when loved ones are near.&lt;br /&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113371100745553965?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113371100745553965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113371100745553965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/21-days-to-go.html' title='21 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113359595387531376</id><published>2005-12-02T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:49:59.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/sntmoon_e0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="147" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/sntmoon_e0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;remember christmastime? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;remember what it was like to believe in santa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;remember how you felt christmas morning? running out to see what had been left for you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;remember that complete feeling of contentment? knowing that everyone you loved was right there with you; and in that moment, everything was perfect. there was no fighting (well, no &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; fighting....over who got what does not constitute as real fighting on christmas...), no bad blood, no grudges, no ill will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;just peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;reflective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;utopian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;you know what i'm talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;i know that what i'm doing here is somewhat cheesy....with the holiday songs and what not....but you know what? some people need to believe again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;need to believe that there is some good out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;that not everything is going wrong for them today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;that there is a silver lining, pot of gold, light at the end of the tunnel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;that there IS a santa claus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;i believe in HIM. and he believes in YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;if you're reading this because you need to believe....i'm with you. i &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003300;"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt; we can remember christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113359595387531376?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113359595387531376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113359595387531376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/remember.html' title='remember....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113359488906824178</id><published>2005-12-02T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:28:09.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.epinions.com/images/opti/8c/c4/96449-resized200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="201" alt="" src="http://img.epinions.com/images/opti/8c/c4/96449-resized200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;It's In Every One Of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;~ sung by John Denver / Written by D. Pomeranz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;It's in every one of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;To be wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Find your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Open up both your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;We can all know everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Without ever knowing why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;It's in every one of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;By and by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It's in every one of us&lt;br /&gt;To be wise&lt;br /&gt;Find your heart&lt;br /&gt;Open up both your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We can all know everything&lt;br /&gt;Without ever knowing why&lt;br /&gt;It's in every one of us&lt;br /&gt;By and by&lt;br /&gt;By and by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113359488906824178?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113359488906824178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113359488906824178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/22-days-to-go.html' title='22 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113353880232294475</id><published>2005-12-02T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:53:22.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lyrics.com/c/crosby,_bing/white.christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="264" alt="" src="http://www.lyrics.com/c/crosby,_bing/white.christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;White Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I'm dreaming of a white Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Just like the ones I used to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;Where the treetops glisten and children listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;To hear sleigh bells in the snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I'm dreaming of a white Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;With every Christmas card I write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;May your days be merry and bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And may all your Christmases be white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;I'm dreaming of a white Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;With every Christmas card I write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;May your days be merry and bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;And may all your Christmases be white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113353880232294475?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113353880232294475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113353880232294475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/23-days-to-go.html' title='23 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113347448640462635</id><published>2005-12-01T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:09:13.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tonova.typepad.com/thesuddencurve/images/mel_torme_chrismas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand" height="312" alt="" src="http://tonova.typepad.com/thesuddencurve/images/mel_torme_chrismas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="The Christmas Song"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;The Christmas Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Mel Torme (c) 1946 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Chestnuts roasting on an open fire&lt;br /&gt;Jack Frost nipping at your nose&lt;br /&gt;Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir&lt;br /&gt;And folks dressed up like Eskimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Everybody knows a turkey&lt;br /&gt;and some mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;Help to make the season bright&lt;br /&gt;Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow&lt;br /&gt;Will find it hard to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;They know that Santa's on his way&lt;br /&gt;He's loaded lots of toys&lt;br /&gt;and goodies on his sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;And every mother's child is gonna spy &lt;a href="http://tonova.typepad.com/thesuddencurve/images/mel_torme_chrismas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see if reindeer&lt;br /&gt;really know how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;And so I'm offering this simple phrase&lt;br /&gt;To kids from one to ninety-two&lt;br /&gt;Although it's been said&lt;br /&gt;many times, many ways&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113347448640462635?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113347448640462635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113347448640462635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/24-days-to-go.html' title='24 days to go....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113347414233249541</id><published>2005-12-01T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:07:02.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;unless shit really hits the fan this month, i will NOT be ranting. i'm going to devote the next few days/weeks to the celebration of christmas. maybe this will get me in more of a mood.  and maybe help out a few of my friends too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so here we go folks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113347414233249541?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113347414233249541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113347414233249541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok.html' title='ok....'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113331010620863763</id><published>2005-11-29T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T19:53:09.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is your life worth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;What is your life worth? And I’m not talking about monetary, stocks &amp; bonds, how much money you’ve got in your bank account, who’ll miss you when you’re gone, how many friends you’ve got, bullshit. What is your life &lt;em&gt;WORTH&lt;/em&gt;? What is it any more? What is your worth as a human being? What is anybody’s worth? What is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning out my closet this afternoon, in yet another desperate attempt to keep myself busy because I was bored out of my gourd. Nothing to do, no where to go, no children to mommy &amp;amp; even though ‘tis the season, nothing to bake &amp; no money to shop. So I found myself standing in front of my closet….cleaning it out. And it just struck me as really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you see in my closet there are thing that remind me of things that I’ll never have, never be, never do, things that I can’t get anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my closet, I have a blue Holly Hobby dress that my mother made me when I was about 6 years old. This was probably the best time in the relationship between my mother &amp;amp; myself. We were best friends. We did everything together. Went all sorts of places with each other. We were rarely out of one another’s company. Now, the noticing of this dress, was not the desire to wear it again….heavens no. But that the relationship between me &amp; mom will never, ever be like that again. Mom &amp;amp; I do not get along. And it saddens me to know that we will never have one of those Hallmark relationships. Not that those are great….they are slightly too sugary for my taste….but she &amp; I will never enjoy the company of each other as an adult….and that makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found some maternity dresses. Listening to all the advice from my well-meaning albeit overbearing MIL, my soon-to-be-but-probably-will-never-come-to-pass ex-husband, my eldest daughter &amp;amp; various SIL’s….I had myself neutered after delivering Jake. So this has made me incapable of ever having another child again. Now I know what you’re saying…..Jen, dear, sweet insane woman….you’ve got 4 kids. Why on EARTH would you want more? Because I would. Simple. And now I can’t. And seeing those dresses in the closet is a grim reminder of that stark fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an old dress I bought…..probably when I was about 21…from Express. It’s a hoochie dress. I was a size 7 back then. Slim, slender waist, hips &amp; legs….more than perky twins. And I will be the first to admit…..DAMN, I looked good in it. That will never happen again. Not only have I become very motherly in physical appearance, but motherly mentally too. I don’t think that I could ever pull off wearing such an outfit again, without lecturing the girls on not wearing something so provocative &amp;amp; slutty. I looked like a Bratz doll and that’s something that I won’t let them do at all. “Mommy will have to kill you both if you walk around town looking like this….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found various outfits in ranging sizes…all of whom will never find their way onto this fat ass again….not since post-natal, pre-spinal detriment, pre-screwed up thyroid, pre-lazyass jen… have set in. shit I will never be able to wear again. No matter how hard I try, no matter how many pills they give me….there is no way I’m ever going to be back into those outfits again….no way. I’m just never going to be able to take this weight off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the saddest thing I found in my closet of wonders was my wedding dress. Well 2 wedding dresses to be exact. Funny story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my wedding dress on eBay. A very beautiful wedding dress might I add. And yes….eBay, deal with it. I don’t know how you would categorize these years….the OO’s…the aughts…I don’t know. Be that as it may, the time is now. And you can really find some really good shit on eBay. There is also some real shit on eBay too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I found a really beautiful, very reasonably priced wedding gown on eBay. In the hopes that one day….one day….I will be able to wear it. You know? I didn’t get a chance to wear a wedding dress to my first wedding. The first one, I was very much inebriated and in a very short, blue dress-thingy. Wow. That was a depressing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that the guys I bought it from sent me ANOTHER dress (which is not as pretty but is closer to the color I wanted) and when I emailed him about the mix-up he sent me my dress along with a little gift…..a tiara! Now anyone who knows me, knows my small yet prized tiara collection. I feel like Cinderella, I want to be Cinderella. Yet most days I’m cleaning the cinders of evil step-sisters &amp; wicked step-mothers in the kitchen. Ahhh…the life of a secretly hidden fairy princess can be so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress….back to the rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I have my wedding dress. I even have my little poufy underslip to make my dress all poufy &amp;amp; pretty. And you know, I don’t thing I’m ever going to wear it. And that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, its not like other peoples closets, who have wedding dresses that they’ve worn. They have great memories of being in their dress…having photo albums &amp; video to prove it. I only have a made-up memory of what I would have looked like in that dress….complete with groom, children, flowers, music &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than likely I will never see this dream come to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t afford to get married. Plain &amp; simple. Weddings, even cheapy weddings…are too costly for me. I’ve got 4 kids to clothe, feed &amp;amp; take care of. A wedding is not in the cards, oh fellow blog readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband, being who he is &amp; what he is...is never going to grant me a divorce. And I can’t afford to get one on my own. I don’t have the time or the physical wherewithal to stand in the 6+hour line to get the free divorce. They just make it so difficult to get divorced in this Godforsaken state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t afford to get married. Did I mention that already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how easy it is to get married anymore?? Shit, in Vegas, they have drive-thru windows! And here all that is required is your birth certificate &amp;amp; $40.00. No blood tests, no are you sure you wanna do this classes, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to get divorced? You need to travel to the depths of the Yucatan, spelunk in a 6,000ft deep cave well, find a rare cave fish who knows his name is “Steve”, teach it to dress in drag &amp;amp; do the hula &amp;amp; then….you have to wait 6 months for the divorce to be finalized. A “cooling off period” they call it. You know, chances are, that if you’re filing for divorce, you’ve given it plenty of thought….and you want it NOW and its not been a spur of the moment thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come to the conclusion that henry is never going to pay to get the divorce done. He likes it this way. Has his little wife on one end of a tether…..pulling it when he feels she needs a jerk. And then on the other, he strings along all the other women in his life…. He gets the best of both worlds. What man wouldn’t like that?? And I married him WHY?!?!?!? Oh…that’s right….i was DRUNK. Case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So….here I sit. Wondering what I am worth. Really? When does good shit happen to good people? Why do I always get the raw deal? When is someone else going to get it without K-Y? Why do I always get heartburn when I get upset? Why can’t the dog die already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I hear a bottle of scotch calling my name…..or is that the dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113331010620863763?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113331010620863763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113331010620863763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-is-your-life-worth.html' title='what is your life worth?'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113328658524345187</id><published>2005-11-29T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:51:49.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy fractured holiday batman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;hola everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;i have no energy today. why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;because there is a million things to do in the house. isn't that always the case? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT DECEMBER IS HERE! well, thursday it'll be here...but HELL!! when did the year fly by like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;remember when you were a kid?? it took, like, forever....for the holidays to come. for your birthday to get here. and now it seems as if they all blurr into one huge "HA HA YOU'RE GETTING OLDER &amp; CAN'T AFFORD SHIT" holiday neener-neener-neener. KWIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;when did holidays become un-fun? cause i know a couple of parents. yeah, sure, we all love the look on our kids faces during the holiday season. when they get to open their gift &amp;amp; their eyes sparkle. but after that, we hate it. its not fun like it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;they make me want to run &amp; curl into a fetal position in the corner of my closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;not fun, i assure you. even you sicko's out there. fetal position is no picnic (especially with my bad back).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so here i am. on the apex of the largest holiday known to man. christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;CHRISTMAS! holy jibas!! i'm not ready! my kids don't have NEARLY enough stuff (even though my wonderful DC has kept meticulous records on his nerd program....::SiGH::...yes girls, he's all mine....) and according to that, we have approximately the same number, both in quantity &amp;amp; price....for all 4 kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but you NEVER have enough for your kids. you know that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;and i feel bad. there are more cool toys that they want, not that they necessarily deserve (heavens NO!), but that you want to bestow on them, nonetheless. they're all wonderful this time of year, ever notice that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;but hell, they'll get more from me than they will their father. that's for sure. i'm practically done with all my shopping. and the only thing that he's garnered for the kids thus far, is what I bought him the other day (yes....i know....jen, you SAP! but hey....they're my babies!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;so here i am. freaking out, worrying, cleaning (well...not really....my bed is SOOOOO comfy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#2f4f4f;"&gt;is it january yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113328658524345187?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113328658524345187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113328658524345187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/11/holy-fractured-holiday-batman.html' title='holy fractured holiday batman!'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113314538147498794</id><published>2005-11-27T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:04:32.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm done! :) (updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;well...how do you all like the look?? i've been tweaking it all weekend (thanks to my DC...) and i think this is going to be the final look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;i'm kinda happy with the layout....any opinions??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;ok twin....no more pepto.  better?  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18542869-113314538147498794?l=volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113314538147498794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18542869/posts/default/113314538147498794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://volcanicsacrifices.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-done-updated.html' title='i&apos;m done! :) (updated)'/><author><name>jeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04510876745659994876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y292/krazykeeblerjen/littlejennifer.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18542869.post-113307480517622874</id><published>2005-11-26T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T15:53:47.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>white flag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;when is enough, enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;how do you know you've reached the end of your rope? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;that the proverbial last straw has hit the camel's back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;i don't know about you all, but i have reached the limits to my nerve endings. i'm talking about the ex....of course....again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;this afternoon, i finally have all my children back together since turkey day. the boys spent one night with their father &amp; the girls were over with my favorite SIL, emily, for 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;not that i needed a break from the kids, heavens no......well, ok.....yes....but only slightly. but i needed to get my BLACK FRIDAY shopping done. (and let me tell you how much i LOVE going shopping at 4 in the morning with a migraine from hell....wheee!) which was great, cause not only was i shopping AND getting great deals....i spent some great time with my eldest baby (who....just turned 18 2 weeks ago...). it was nice given the physical circumstances. and they had some great deals at Tar-Jet this year...we got a tree, a dvd player, some scooters....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;i digress....sorry. back to the rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ZiptyDo;"&gt;anywho, got the boys back 
