<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://camden77.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-05-08_20.17/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fcamden77.spaces.live.com%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>~LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT...KIND OF LIKE PLAYDOUGH~</title><description>We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.</description><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 19:24:00 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 19:24:00 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><live:identity><live:id>-4398675449818126171</live:id><live:alias>camden77</live:alias></live:identity><image><title>~LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT...KIND OF LIKE PLAYDOUGH~</title><url>http://tkfiles.storage.live.com/y1pMBe2DK5G0Sy7Ifot4WuQwltFy8ZLG_iFTYzX2NpCZDsZOZGE5ujvIN38l8ZnFE7aPqtvFcCZ0Kw</url><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/</link></image><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Oh Fun!</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2858.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Hello Friends~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;It seems I never have just one thing to talk about anymore like I use to. It appears to always be more of a Miss mash mush of stuff. How boring is that? I need a good subject to blog about! Oh well. I guess you will just have to settle for what you get right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan surprised me last night with something. I was in total shock at least. Alan and I have been car pooling to work for months now to save money, time (cause I can get us to work on time) and to keep the miles down on both vehicles. I guess it helps the enviroment as well. Anyhoo, on the way onto our road, I stopped and got the mail from the mail box. I grabbed out our stuff and was sorting through it without thinking and came across this envelope. I thought...It's a little late for somebody to be sending me a birthday card. It was address to Mrs. Alan Blah blah blah and in very pretty writing as well, but no return address. Alan was talking on the phone to his dad and I had begun driving down our road but was opening this envelope. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Inside this envelope was an invitation. A hand made invitation. One with stickers and crayon writing.  Alan was offically asking me on a date Friday night. To go to dinner and the movies. Even a movie of my choice!  I was so excited I shrieked like a mouse! (that is what alan said I sounded like). Apparently, his office managers daughter had left her construction paper and crayons there over the weekend.   So when he had to work on Saturday and the shop was quiet he got the idea to ask me on a date. The pretty writing? The mail lady's, she waited till he finished it and he had her address it in her handwriting as to throw me off a bit! He thought we might need a little night out.  I think he is right! Although we truly do not have the time to go out for an evening, hopefully it will re-new our energy to finish this darn house!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Oh+Fun!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><category>None</category><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2858.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2858.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 19:24:00 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2858/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2858.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-22T19:24:00Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Rhyme and Reason</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2850.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;We shall call this entry Rhyme and Reason.  Because there will be no rhyme and reason to what I will say next.  Maybe I should have called this off the wall?  Anyhoo..I digress.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Garrett:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No real clue as to how Garrett is doing. Apparently the subject is TABOO and nobody knows. My sister accepted my phone call on her birthday but said very very little to me about anything. What I do know is this: Garrett stayed home from school on my sisters birthday cause he had a headache and was having personality problems. (according to my brother Garrett has a new personality at times almost like being bi-polar?) Garrett can ride a bike just fine still and was jumping his bike off the bike ramp on Saturday before mothers day.  I know he is still in school only part time and continues to work with the thearipists.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brandon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: He too I have no clue about. My sister finally took a call from me about a week after Brandons birthday so I could finally wish him a happy birthday. He seemed fine and was happy to hear from me. He wanted to know when he could see me again. I told him that I would need to make arrangements with his mom so we could have some play time. He said..oh..well..I guess I will see you in 6 months cause that is all mom ever lets us see anybody. Poor guy. I am going to have to go to the race track on Saturday night soon. They are all there every Saturday night. My BIL is racing and my sister is the paramedic on staff. My brother is there every other Saturday , he at least gets to see the boys and gives us updates when he can. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;House:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Were getting closer. We did not make the deadline. We paid a fine. We have till the end of next month or we get another fine. I can not pay another fine. I will become an even bigger hooker slut to pay for this house.  Pictures and SPACES do not get along with my computer at all. I have tried to upload them from my home computer, lap top and from this one and have the same problem. I might need to load them on to my Photobucket or Face book account but I will try to take pictures soon and post them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Parents:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My dad is on track to recieve the lap band surgery soon. The surgeon has yet to set a date with him but it will be soon. He will have to travel to Scottsdale for the surgery and about 6 months worth of follow up appts as well.  Which might be a good thing..I can go with him a few times and maybe have a little mini vacay from my life! I took my mom to a little resturant south of where I live the Satruday before mothers day then took her to the local garden nursery to pick out some flowers.  She was happy with that. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Little things:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A few weeks ago it was late at night and Alan and I were grouting the tile down the hall way. I had backed up a bit and was moving my grout bucket back when out of the corner of my eye I saw something. I turned my head towards it and thought to myself..DID THAT GROUT CLUMP JUST MOVE?  No sooner did I say that and IT MOVED! It was the biggest darn spider I had ever seen in my life!  HUGE! I yelled for Alan and to 1. look at it and 2. kill it! He agreed with me that it was a large spider. Not nearly as big as he has seen growing up in Oklahoma but still big. Before killing it we measured and played with it a bit. It's body was the size of a quarter! Add the leggs and it was about the size of a silver dollar. Remind me why I wanted to live in the country again? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;The kids stayed for lunch. The girls were inside the trailer with mem, were sitting at the dinning table and I was cutting up some cantalope to go with our burgers. I had cut one of the cantalopes in half and put it to the side. Shelby grabbed the whole half and dove face first into the cantalope. I said..&amp;quot;Oh..Shelby..No&amp;quot; She pulled her face up out of the cantalope and said..&amp;quot;Shelby love cantalope...I's thristy so I just drink this now&amp;quot;. Well OK...I took the half away from her long enough to scrape out the seeds, handed it back to her and she proceeded to eat that whole half! Dove her face right in it and just scraped with her teeth. She left a rind bowl behind. Needless to say it was all over her face, hair, hands, etc. Damn camera for not being charged and I could not find the charger anywhere. I did get a pic on my cell phone but lord only knows where the cable for that is. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Well guys tha's about all the excitement I got for you today! Have a good night everyone!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Rhyme+and+Reason&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2850.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2850.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 22:26:09 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2850/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2850.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-19T22:26:09Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Different</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2840.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I think my blog font looks different on my end than it does on your end. But per my BFF Kat I have changed my font and size so y'all can read it better. Do you guys know how I can see my blog like you guys see it? From my end before the change it looked just fine but I would suspect it was not! LOL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Mabye I should change the color too. The green back ground and this color font is kind of stressfull on your eyes as well. I will do that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Go ahead and add HUGE MONSTER WET TILE SAW to  my list of heavy machinery I can use! I have been tiling my bathrooms for about a week now. I must say they are AWESOME TOO!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Nothing else new or excting in my world. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Different&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2840.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2840.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 15:36:29 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>10</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2840/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2840.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-16T19:06:24Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Remember when?</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2823.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Remember in a recent blog entry of mine I said I wanted to sleep. That late nights were kicking my hiney? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Well let's add to what prevents me from sleeping even more.  This time..I can't blame the house. But rather my MIL.  On Friday, her and my FIL left from Albuq. to fly to Oklahoma to my SIL graduation from OSU.  They stopped just long enough to drop off 3 of Justin's puppies.  Yes...3! 1 male and 2 females. The male and one of the females is 10 weeks old and the other female only 7 weeks old. They told no one they were bringing these puppies and would be leaving them with us to sell since she was not able to sell them herself. Does this mean I get to keep the money? Hmph!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Thankfully our neighbor Jack who already has one of Justins puppies knew somebody that fell in love with his puppy and wanted to buy one as well. We sold the male on Saturday morning. He was to cute for words I tell ya. I almost cried when he left and I had only been with the little guy for less than 24 hours. Of course my parents wanted to buy the male if we did not sell him as well. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;So that leaves us with the females. Both are very good girls. Very cute and very active, curious little things. They go to bed at a fairly reasonable hour but they also get up at an un-reasonable hour. Well, I guess I can not say that. It would be just fine to get up at 5:45 if I had not gone to bed only 5 hours before. The longest I have gotten them to sleep so far..6:12am!  Oh fun for me! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;This also means, pee, poop, barf, bathing and extra food and water duties for me! By no means should the husband ever get up to take care of these animals, remember to feed, water or even pay attention to where they might have wondered off to. OH NO..that would be a SIN! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Remember+when%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2823.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2823.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 18:28:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>10</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2823/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2823.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-06T18:30:35Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Conclusion</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2815.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I have come to the conclusion that tiling floors is ment for short people.  If you are under 5&amp;quot;5 then tiling floors is your calling and you shall never be without a job. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;That's it..that's all I have to say today. Buh Bye!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Conclusion&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2815.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2815.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 15:38:57 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>7</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2815/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2815.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-05T15:38:57Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Tagged</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2807.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;These are the rules. Link the person who tagged you. Mention the rules in your blog. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours. Tag 6 more bloggers by linking them. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;4.   I don't know if this is a quirk but rather a testement that I am a mean person..Lately..I have been running my shopping cart into the back of people that stop with their cart right in the middle of the entrance. Ie: Costco, they grab their cart, go in the door, show their CARD then stop right there in the middle of the way to put it back or put their keys away or get a list out, whatever it may be. I use to just say..&amp;quot;that's a real intelligent place to stop&amp;quot; and keep walking. Now, I just HIT UM..and when they get hurt or freak out..I say...WELL YOU SHOULD NOT STOP RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FRICKEN WAY and keep walking. It's rather amazing that I have yet to get into a fight. Most people around me or behind me..say..THANK YOU for doing that I hate it when people do that. I just say YOUR WELCOME and continue about my shopping! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;5.  We have 2 spoons here at work for coffee. 1 plasitc and 1 metal. I have to use the plastic one because I swear the metal one makes my coffee taste like metal. Anywhere else a metal spoon is alright.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;6.   I have to have more quirks but I am out of time and out of things to list that I have not listed before.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Tagged&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2807.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2807.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:11:19 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2807/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2807.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-29T15:11:19Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>I can do it!</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2792.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I sit still long enough to type a blog up for you guys and not fall asleep! I CAN DO IT! Lately..any sitting and I'm down for the count! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Quickly seeing as how I need to leave in about 20 mins.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Garrett is doing well as far as I know right now. The last I spoke to my sister was on Thursday for my birthday. Garrett went home from the hossy on Wednesday last week and would be going to school for 1/2 a day on Monday to have the teacher, occupational and physical therapists assess him to see what level he is at. How that went, I have no clue. My sister has taken herself and her family back into seclusion and has not returned anyones phone calls.  But just the fact Garrett is still with us today is good enough for me at this point. Thank you to all of you for praying for him and my family!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me, the house is kicking our butts right now. We are down to the wire and it's not looking good for us to meet our deadline. We have been working on the house till 12-2-even 4 in the morning some nights trying to get this thing done. It's so frustrating cause so much of our work is dependent on contractors. CONTRACTORS THAT SCREW YOU OVER AND LIE TO YOU! ASSHOLES!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I look like a man, a contractor man. Now I have never considered myself the girly type..but I am by no means the manly kind either. I want a manicure! I want to put my clothes on in my house and still be clean 15 mins later when I leave my house. I do not want to have dirt and dust on my shoes all the time. I do not want to polish my shoes at work anymore.. I want more than 2 weeks clothes in my closet at all times. I don't want to have to get into a storage container every time I want to wear something new. I want o wear nice clothes again. Not just jeans and shirts that have no style and color!  I want to do my hair and not have the blow dryer or curling iron trip the breaker in the middle of it!  I want to take a shower and not have the stucco guys disconnect my well from my travel tralier while I still have conditioner in my hair and soap on my body, only to have to pour bottled water into a bowl and microwave it so I have enough water to finish cleaning myself!  I want to wash laundry in my own home and not have to go to a laundry mat and spend 20 dollars and listen to a bunch of crying screaming kids or better yet the woman that is really a man that works there. HE FREAKS ME OUT! I want to SLEEP IN! I want more than 4 hours of sleep! I want those 4 hours to not be crowded with thoughts of this house and money and time frame to finish. I want a drink! A large alcoholic beverage! Does that defeat the purpose of getting my 1 year of sobriety coin? Did I tell you all about that one? Oh..it's kind of the funny story!  I want to make a real dinner. I want to eat dinner at a reasonable hour. I want to eat food period and not skip an entire day worth of meals because I JUST DON'T HAVE TIME TO EAT.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I want to relax. That's all I want..I guess I should have made this entry title..I WANT instead of I CAN DO IT. Cause at this point..I'm  not sure I can! But I will never the less. I will do it. What I have no clue but it will be good and it will be big!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+I+can+do+it!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2792.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2792.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 22:37:54 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>13</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2792/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2792.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-24T22:37:54Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Up Swing</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2768.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=Garamond&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Once again THANK YOU to each and every one of you that has prayed for Garrett, Brandon and my family. Your thoughts and prayers could never be re-payed.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Garrett continues to defy the odds against him. He has had some rough days but also some very good days too. Of course he is still in the hospital and he continues to get better each and every day. He is up and walking and talking, that of which is a miracle in itself. He does have some coordination issues. Such as balance. Nothing real big..just a bit wobbley. He is going to have to re-learn some things. Which was to be expected. He oddly enough has food aversions. I would never have thought about that being a big deal but according to his Phys and Occup therapists and doctors it actually is. For example..EGGS. He loved loved loved...EGGS. Now..NOPE! Oh is he adamant about NOT LIKING EGGS. &amp;quot;MOM...YOU KNOW I HATE EGGS&amp;quot;. Hmph! Nobody is to tell him different either. We are suppose to just say..Oh Ok..Sorry about that, type of a comment. But not say..NO GARRETT..YOU DO LIKE EGGS. He put his shirt on the other day and he kept telling my sister...&amp;quot;MOM, YOU GAVE IT TO ME BACKWARDS&amp;quot;. My sister checked to make sure the tag was in the back and it was but Garrett was sure it was on backwards! &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;He continues to struggle with light, sound, movement, to many things at one time. They said this will be a challenge for him until his brain forms new neuro-pathways and re routes everything. He read an entire Curious George book to my sister the other night. My sister said it was 16 pages total with 5-7 sentences on each page. She said he did not struggle with his words, sounds or struggle to focus on the words. &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Brandon and Josh returned to school yesterday for the first time since the accident. I have not heard as of yet how they are doing back at school and how it went for their first day back. I hope to hear something from my sister later tonight. I did not mention in the previous posts that the place they live in is very small town and everyone talks. So by the time it got around to everyone the story had changed into something very different than the truth. Especially from a child’s stand point. Stories were being made up by the kids they go to school with that were just horrible! I mean HORRIBLE. I pray my little guys were not hurt by any of the other kids comments or lies about them. It would break my heart to hear they were being treated horribly because of it. &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Again..Thank you to everyone. You guys are the best!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Up+Swing&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2768.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2768.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:00:39 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>14</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2768/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2768.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-15T23:00:39Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Update</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2759.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Thank you to all my friends who have been praying for my nephew and my family. You all do not know how important it is to me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Garrett seems to be doing better. My sister finally let me see him yesterday. He looked much better than I thought he would and was doing amazingly better than anyone ever thought was possible. He was awake when I got there but had just woken up. My sister says he tends to be in pain shortly after he wakes up. He was very agitated by his leeds and his IV lines. They were just bothering him. He told us his head hurt. My sister asked him if he knew who I was and he blinked and turned away. My BIL had him say my name and his said AUNTIE TRISHA.  My heart just sunk when I heard those words. He was moving his arms and legs. Crying out in pain and falling in and out of sleep. Noise, light and movement really aggitates him as well. Everyone has to remain really quiet and still. Especially when he is sleeping.  His brain tries to process the movement, sounds and light(from the tv etc) around him and it sends his brain waves kind of whacky.  My sister had me take two of my other nephews for a little while yesterday so they could get out of the hospital room for a while. I took them to lunch and to find some quiet games they could play in the hospital room. Brandon seems to be doing alright. He is upset still. They had just released him from the Psyc unit that morning and is on a light anti-anxiety medication. He was smiling and calling me silly names. Not quite himself but not the child he was Sunday or Monday either from what I understand. Nobody knows what the long term outcome will be for Garrett. It's still to early to know. It could be weeks or even months before they really and truly know. The neurosurgeon was there yesterday when I returned the boys to the hospital.  He was saying that Garrett is breaking all the odds against him. He is doing better beyond what anyone could have imagined. The doctor said he is a miracle! A GOD given, helped out by prayer from all of you MIRACLE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Update&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2759.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2759.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 17:26:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>8</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2759/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2759.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-09T17:26:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>PLEASE PRAY</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2747.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Please Pray for my 7 year old nephew Garrett. He was accidently shot in the head on Saturday. The bullet went directly through his brain and logged on the other side of his skull.  We have not been given good hope of a full recovery. They have him sedated and will not know the exact damage for a few more days. They told us before he went in for surgery on Saturday that he had a 20% chance of life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;Please pray for Garrett. For my sister and her husband. For my nephew Brandon who shot him and for our entire family!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+PLEASE+PRAY&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2747.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2747.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 17:14:33 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>10</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2747/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2747.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-07T17:14:33Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Salad</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2739.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I'm craving SALAD! Not your basic run of the mill salad either. OH NO!!! I'm talking about &amp;quot;WHAT WAS THE POINT OF HAVING A SALAD IN THE FIRST PLACE&amp;quot; type of salad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;You know what I am talking about. The one where the caloric intake is equal to 2 BIG MAC'S, AN EXTRA LARGE ORDER OF FRIES, 5 GIRL SCOUT COOKIES and 12 M &amp;amp; M's!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I mean..honestly..what is the point in having a salad then right?  I guess you do get the vitamns still from the veggies. You just get an extra huge helping of FAT along with it! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Aww...poop! I guess this concludes my blog for the day. I am needing to make a delivery for my office and Alan is needing to go home for the day. He had ANOTHER accident at work on Thursday and is not suppose to be at work today per the doctor anyway. However, his company needs him to weld some stuff. Now how does a right handed welder weld with his left hand cause his right wrist is broken? Guess who can weld? ME! Nobody in that company can. So Alan wants me to come over and finish what he needs done so he can leave for the day and rest.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;So till Monday guys!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Salad&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2739.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2739.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 18:08:08 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2739/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2739.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-04T18:08:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Fuzzy Hang Over</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2727.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;3 days in a row..don't go have a heart attack on me now!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;How is it that I have the fuzzy hung over feeling and yet have not had an alcoholic beverage in months? Oh yes..I know how..LACK OF SLEEP!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Last night once again was a late night. We made it to bed before 1am but just barely! I mean barely! If I did not need to knock out a payroll today and Alan did not need to save his days off for when we really need to be home house wise, I would have had us stay home and sleep! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I think Alans friend Ben is suppose to be here tonight or tomorrow night but I have no clue. I need to clean up the trailer a bit. You would think seeing as how that trailer is so small that it would be quick and easy to clean. NOT SO MUCH! Being that there is tons of dirt all around us and the wind is blowing and we need to leave a window open for our dog it can get quite dusty in there, clutterd cause there is just no where to put stuff, my husband can be a slob and of course no time to clean as I go along...2 hours average to clean that thing! I guess that is part of what I will do tonight. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;We have an employee that works for us that I have long suspected has a drug problem. He just has the I DO DRUGS look to him. He is very nice, very smart, a good engineer, etc..but still has the I DO DRUGS look to him. About a year ago I happened to notice his arms and it looked as if he had some tracks beginning to develop. A little later I learned he was being tested for a heart problem so I chaulked it up to having his blood drawn lots recently. This morning he was telling me a story and his nose was running really badly on one side.  About an hour ago he came to tell me something and I noticed that same side that was runny was covered in WHITE. I stood around the corner for a little while watching him when he did not know it and watched him not only wipe his running nose with the back of his hand..but then lick it back off. Very common amoung the cocaine users!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Now mind you I have suspected him to be a sniffer all along. I have said it out loud to the boss and other employees that he is either a crank user or cocaine user. Basicly the same thing! To that all of them have replied..How can you tell. Well guys..I just can! I mean you watch somebody close enough and you can tell what drug they use just by looking at their face. Either that or I am a drug Psychic or something and seriously should get a job working with drug addicts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Hmmm..what to do! I honestly don't think that Dan would give a rats ass about it if I told him about it. I really like this employee and would not want to see him be fired but at the same time I think he needs to get some help. In the mean time until I decide to tell Dan I guess I am going to devise a way to get him some help for when I or Dan or both confront him. Have some type of HELP PLAN for him. Either that or I need to tell Dan WE NEED TO DO SOME DRUG TESTING. As soon as a user hears that they usually quit their job suddenly!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Well, it looks like the boss is in the office now. I need to talk to him about a raise and a bonus he is going to give me today but does not know it yet!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Muhahahahaha~!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Fuzzy+Hang+Over&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2727.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2727.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 22:28:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>9</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2727/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2727.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-27T22:28:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Care to take a guess?</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2718.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Two blogs in two days? Could you just die?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;This house is going to be the death of Alan and I. I kidd you not! Anyone care to take a guess as to what time we quit working on the house last night? Anyone?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;This week we are finally getting our insulation in! WHOO HOO! We had to take everything out of the house and put it someplace else to avoid getting the insulation on it. We are doing a SPRAY FOAM insulation and that stuff will stick to EVERYTHING and you can't get it off real well.  But we also needed to finish some wiring for the surround sound in the living room, some internet, ethernet, computer dork something or other as well throughout the living room and run the wire for all the security cameras. Plus, I had to sweep out the entire house, then vacum every nook and cranny through out the entire house from top to bottom where ever the insulation is going to go.  The best part is I will have to do this all over again after the insulation is done and before the drywall crew comes! YAY ME!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Now our next door neighbor that builds cookie cutter homes for a living will tell you there is no need to do all that sweeping and vacuming before hand. To that I said..&amp;quot;you don't have allergies do you&amp;quot;?  Of course his reply was NO.  I then asked him..&amp;quot;so when you build your houses you guys leave all the dust, dirt, saw dust and wood shavings in the wall and just insulate and drywall over it&amp;quot;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;We also got the septic tank dropped in yesterday. HOLY MOLE is that a big container to fill up with SHIT! LOL! I told Alan..good think we got the big one...cause a smaller one would have taken you NO TIME TO FILL UP. The system is pretty neat though how it all works. It's very MODERN and enviromently friendly as well!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I decided to say something to Alan again about his sisters graduation in May during our drive home yesterday. He said.,,let me call Tori and I will feel her out on it. So he called! He told her...&amp;quot;Trish and I were trying to make arrangements to come out to your graduation and wanted to talk to you further about it&amp;quot;. Her answer..&amp;quot;WHY? Uh...DID I SEND YOU AN INVITE BY ACCIDENT&amp;quot;? Hmm...Well that right there told me my answer! Alan said, &amp;quot; Well I thought that since Mom and Dad could not make it you might like to have at least someone besides (their grandma, aunt and cousins there)?&amp;quot;  She said, &amp;quot;Well if I wanted you there I would have asked you to come, I have to go&amp;quot; and she hung up the phone. I looked at Alan and said....I expected that oddly enough. He said..I did too but thought it would be nice to try to be nice to her. I said..why, she is only nice to you when she needs something right? He said..exactly! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I guess that ends the debate on going to her graduation or not! LOL!  And of course is she wants to continue to live her fully paid for lifestyle then not having her parents there is a must as well so they can continue to work like slaves to support her! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;So do you give up on how long we worked on the house till last night? Maybe I should say..THIS MORNING. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;2am folks!  2AM!  Man..I am not a young person anymore! Only 2 years ago and I could stay out that late with friends and be drinking on top of it and still get up on time to get to work on time and be happy the next day. NOT SO MUCH ANYMORE! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Care+to+take+a+guess%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2718.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2718.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 18:40:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2718/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2718.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-26T18:40:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Easter Weekend</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2710.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Hello My Blog Friends!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Well, not much of a Easter weekend for us. The house is all consuming. For good reason but still CONSUMING. Friday night we went riding along the river for a little while with Flagan. That was nice to just get out and ride. It has been so long since I have really ridden that my legs were a bit sore and wobblely when I finally got off! LOL! We also made the weekly HellDepot run. I hate that place already. Hate everything aboout it. I will be so happy when I don't have to go in there on a weekly basis if ever again! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Saturday Alan had to work for a little while. He was also meeting his mom in town to give her the female dog back. Thankgoodness too, that dog was on my last nerve. Really she is a great dog but when she started to block my Justin from being near us..well the momma bear came out in me and I was having none of that. Justin is my baby and he was here first! LOL! Flagan and I worked on the house together getting things ready for the insulation this week. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Sunday my dad came over and we started on the tongue and grove under our patios. We spent the entire day doing that. My mom had to work Saturday night and would be sleeping all day Sunday before having to get back up and leave for work again Sunday evening so there was not going to be any Easter Activities for any of us.  It felt weird since normally Easter is my favorite holiday. Next year will be different though!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alans sister will be graduating from OSU in May. We had been talking about going to OK to see her graduation but it's not looking good for us at all. The only possible way we can go is if the house is done and it's going to be a close! I thought she should at least have some of her family from here there. Alan's parents are not going either. Neither one of them can leave their jobs to attend.  I kind of feel bad but at the same time..the house has got to come first.  Oh well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Easter+Weekend&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2710.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2710.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 17:27:37 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2710/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2710.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-25T17:27:37Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Chunks</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2700.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think CHUNKS is an appropriate title for this blog seeing as how I am about to give you CHUNKS of my life as I know it currently. Plus, since my life makes you want to HURL CHUNKS it doubles the appropriateness! FUN HUH?
&lt;p&gt;This past weekend Alan’s BFF came to town with his Dad. Alan had not seen his BFF since our wedding so he was quite happy to spend time with him! Alan was seriously counting down the hours till Ben got here!
&lt;p&gt;We had a great time hanging out with Ben Saturday and half of Sunday. We decided to go to Elephant Bar for Dinner on Saturday night and I was helping Ben pick up girls! I swear that dude has the worst taste in the world! When I finally got sick of him thinking the ugly ones were decent I asked him &amp;quot;Why..why are you attracted to that type of person?&amp;quot; His answer..&amp;quot; cause the ugly fat ones are easy and usually to stupid to figure out they are being used, plus they tend to have less of a possibility of STD’s cause they don’t get laid as much&amp;quot;. Well, there went my dinner folks. See I told you CHUNKS was a good title!
&lt;p&gt;The wind was blowing so hard this weekend. More so on Sunday than on Saturday. After we all went to breakfast Sunday morning and took Ben back to his Stepmoms house so he and his dad could go home, Alan and I returned back to our house to grab our laundry and head to Albuquerque. The wind had blown our large carport tent over and it landed on top of a tree, the scraps of Pro Panel, garbage, etc was scattered everywhere around the yard. Hence leaving CHUNKS of everything all over the yard!
&lt;p&gt;On Thursday last week Alan’s retard, I mean his brother, came to Albuquerque and brought the last breeder female that was in heat. This female Shelby is twice the size my Justin is and well, Justin was having quite a hard time trying to GET TO HER. Finally on Sunday morning as Ben and I were talking Justin happened to be standing on Ben’s leg trying to GET to this female and well...HE DID! Seeing as how this female has never been breed before..She took off like a bolt of lighting with JUSTIN still attached and dangling by his little pecker! She kept trying to jump up on the couch with Justin still attached. Ben and I had to grab both dogs, figure out which way Justin was rotated (we did not want to rotate him the wrong way and TWIST things more) then do our best to keep both of them calm until things UNLOCKED. This female was crying like a stuck pig and Justin was just looking up at us..LIKE HEY...I DID IT!!! OH THAT HURTS! OH..HEY I DID IT! 
&lt;p&gt;Over the course of the last few days this has continued to happen and Alan and I have been witnessing some pretty nasty doggie porn. Of course all of this action has created a nickel size sore on the side of Justin’s little weeiner. It looks as if he has an STD! I told Alan this in humor and he mentioned this to his Mom yesterday when he called her. She says to him..&amp;quot;well it’s possible she does have an STD with all these reservation dogs running around..you never know what they might be carrying&amp;quot;. When I heard her say that I about blew CHUNKS out my nose cause I was laughing so hard while eating a breakfast bar! Dogs don’t get STD’s but my MIL is quite sure that THEY DO. I am happy to report the female is being returned to my M IL tomorrow! 
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday our CPA called us to tell us that we would be PAYING the IRS this year instead of getting money back! I thought..no this can’t be right..we should not be owing. Not with the house, land, travel trailer etc... Well, guess what folks..we jumped TAX brackets..No cause we made more money. Which I thought was the only reason you jumped brackets in NM. NOPE..cause we got FRIGGEN MARRIED! Yup..2007 is the first year we claimed married. Married couples have LESS taken out of their checks..which I knew and of course was elated to have more money in my pocket every paycheck since claiming married. But they also get taxed at a higher rate here in NM than a single person. I thought..no that can’t be right! So I did my homework yesterday and today and did some research. SURE FRIGGEN ENOUGH..Married couple tax rate is a whole 3% higher than 2 single persons combined! Which happens to be the exact difference we are going to OWE this year!
&lt;p&gt;Now, if that does not make you want to blow CHUNKS, throw CHUNKS or just suck CHUNKS I don’t know what to tell you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Chunks&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2700.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2700.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 17:26:37 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>7</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2700/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2700.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-20T17:26:37Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Oh Yeah, I forgot...</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2691.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I was just over at BBB space reading one of her blogs where her BFF told her a story of a little girl that thought a Firemens clothing is EWWWWW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;This reminded me of something that Harley(4 year old niece) recently said.  The Saturday Alan almost fell off the roof my brother had came over to help us and brought my SIL and my nieces.  The last time the girls had been out at my house we had the horses there with us and Alan and I had taken them riding. Later in the day Alan's Dad had came over and took the horses back to Gallup with him. Harley was still there at our house when my FIL came to get the horses and she had thanked him for letting her ride his horses.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Fast forward to Saturday. What seemed like every hour on the hour Harley would say...&amp;quot;tell uncle Alan to tell that guy to bring Playboy and BJ to your house on Sunday so I can ride them at 10 o'clock PM&amp;quot; I kept telling her..&amp;quot; I will tell uncle Alans daddy to bring the horses for us to ride the next time he comes&amp;quot;. I don't know if she did not believe me or hear me but she kept saying the same thing over and over and over.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Monday...She is riding in the truck with my brother, having no clue as to what day of the week it is or when SUNDAY actually was she says to my brother, &amp;quot;uncle alan is going to tell that guy to bring Playboy and BJ over so I can ride today on Sunday at 10 o'clock PM&amp;quot;  My brother says..&amp;quot;well sweetie, I don't think Alans Daddy Greg is going to be able to drive this far to bring the horses over so you can ride&amp;quot;.  Harley said...&amp;quot;oh...cause he has to sit on the potty today?&amp;quot; (my brother said he looked over at Harely and was laughing at her but she had a very serious and confused look on her face)  My brother said...&amp;quot;no, sweetie because he has to work&amp;quot;.  Harley said..&amp;quot;oh..sometimes I have to work too when I am in the potty&amp;quot;  My brother said..&amp;quot;you have to work sometimes huh?&amp;quot; Harley said..&amp;quot;yeah..sometimes it's hard to make potty so I have to work like this(wiggles back and forth in her car seat)&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;My brother said he was never so thankfull for a red light at that exact moment cause he was laughing so hard he had tears rolling down his face.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Umm..we got A LOT done this weekend on the house and the weather was beautiful! We passed our framing inspection yesterday.  The guys that are doing the wiring for the alarm and SMART house stuff are coming this week. The insulation guys are coming Monday.  The drywall guys at the end of next week. We need to go pick out tile sometime soon. We had to order a different whirlpool tub cause the orginal one was not going to fit by only 1/2 inch. Justin hogs the bed at night. I am sunburned on top of a sunburn. NOT GOOD, espeically since I use SPF 45 on my face everyday. Justin's other female had her ONE puppy on Sunday. The 3rd female is coming to our place on Thursday to get KNOCKED up by Justin.  Alan's brother JOHN is coming to Albuq for a court date and will be bringing her. Court date..that's funny..according to the CASE LOOK UP for here..his court date is TODAY not the 13th. Did I say anything..NOPE. Have they already issued a warrant for him for FALIURE TO APPEAR..YUP! I have already gotten called nosy for looking up that type of information before so I kept it to myself this time around! OOPS!   Alan has to go to the Air Force base tonight.  He has to be at work everyday this week at 6:30am. I feel bad for him. I runined my favorite hat when priming the soffit a few weeks ago and have been on the hunt for the perfect replacement. I need new sunglasses but don't have the time to go to the correct stores to buy a new pair. I think I might try to do something for Easter at my house. Unfinished or not..It might be nice to do something. I don't know yet. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Well there you have it..Tricia's thoughts. Good Bye!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;who have lived in or visited TX,  you know how true this is. There's a Chili Cook-off around &lt;span style="cursor:hand;border-bottom:#0066cc 1px dashed"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;It takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; Judge #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;inexperienced Chili taster named Frank, who was visiting from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Springfield,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;IL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Frank: 'Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;cook-off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;The original person called in sick at the last moment and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;happened to be standing there at the judge's table, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;asking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in.  I was assured by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting. So I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;accepted and became Judge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Here are the scorecard notes from the event:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 1 - MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; (Frank)-- Holy crap, what the hell is this stuff? You could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 2 - AUSTIN 'S AFTERBURNER CHILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1-- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;saw the look on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 3 - FRED'S FAMOUS BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;like I've been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now...get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;backbone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting sh*t-faced from all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 4 - BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;other mild foods, not much of a chili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;unable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;color:black;font-family:'T ahoma', 'serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;maid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;was standing behind me with fresh refills. This 300 lb. woman is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;look HOT, just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;aphrodisiac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 5 - LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;adding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;considerable kick. Very impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;can no longer focus my eyes. I farted, and four people behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;pouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;It really ticks me off that the other judges asked me to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;screaming. Screw them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 6 - VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;spices and peppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, garlic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Superb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;gaseous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;sulfuric flames. I crapped on myself when I farted, and I'm worried it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my butt with a snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;cone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 7 - SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;peppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;peppers at the last moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;I should take note that I am worried about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;judge number 3. He appears to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;be in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;decided to stop breathing. It's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;in my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:maroon;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;CHILI # 8 - BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;bold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;but spicy enough to declare its existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;he's gonna make it. Poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:navy;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;hot chili?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6.5pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:'Arial', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:red;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt;Judge # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18pt;color:black;font-family:'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'"&gt; - No Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+To+funny+not+to+share&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2672.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2672.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 22:59:30 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2672/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2672.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-05T23:25:59Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>I GIVE UP!!!</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2662.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I give up! This blog entry is not ment to happen! Seriously. I have tried to type this darn thing 2 times now. This is my 3rd attempt at it! The first time my computer froze up. The 2nd time I was typing, was about 3/4 way through and I hit something and poof it was all gone. Granted the 2nd time was my fault cause I was just typing so fast, had I not been typing so quickly maybe I would not have keyed something inadverntly! Still..that crap pisses me off! GRRRR!!! Have you ever noticed that when you re-type a blog that it is never as good the 2nd time as it was the first?  Now that really bothers me!  Moving on...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I blame AMY for this wild weather NM is having. On Friday she cursed me with snow. I think she might be some type of witch or something, maybe Vodoo person! Seriously, she cursed me with this weather. Her exact words..&amp;quot;I HOPE YOU GET SNOW&amp;quot;. Now, you can not tell me that does not sound like a curse! I mean just because I was rubbing in her face that Albuquerque had been 70 degrees on Thrusday and was going to be 70 on Friday and Saturday as well, this is what she did. I think the baby inside her belly is making her into an evil person! LOL! Thankfully Alan and I were able to get done what we needed to do on the house before the yucky weather rolled in on Sunday afternoon!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan and I were able to get most of the roof on the house this weekend with the help of my family and our friends. Granted, we still need to do the 3 garages and the gables but the house portion of the roof is covered! WHOO HOO! The pro-panel looks really good and it's so nice to be on a new stage of the house!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan almost made me a widow this weekend as well.  He had sent me to get him and one of our paid workers, Marcus a bottled water. I had just began headed back towards the side of the house they were all on when I heard screams and a loud thump. I took off running as fast as I could. When I rounded the corner of the house there was Alan on the very edge of the house, grabbing his shoulder, my dad under him with his arm in the air holding Alans feet up!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Our house has a very steep pitch to it and with a metal roof, that does not make for a very safe and GRIPPY surface. According to everyone, Alan was squatted down with his back to the edge of the roof putting a screw in when he just rolled over backwards. He did a backwards somersault and began sliding, he got himself turned around at the last moment and my dad was just close enough that he was able to make a dive for it and stick his arm out, which gave Alan something to put his feet on and stop himself!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan is alright, he was a bit sore Sunday and yesterday. He does have a nice gash going down his shoulder where he slid on a row of screws but that is healing nicely. My mom actually had to get up and leave for a moment. It really upset her, she was shaking and even threw up! Alan had to get down and go over and give her a hug she was so upset! I think I might have been that upset too had I seen it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Last night Alan and I went to the laundry mat to wash our clothes. I must confess this was new to me. I have never been to one before! I was scared even with Alan with me cause the only one that is remotely close to us always has some really scary looking people there when you drive by. Not to mention it seems the police have somebody in handcuffs outside the place every other time we drive by.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;You know..it was not so bad! I actually liked going. Now, I did not like the 20 bucks it took to do our laundry but we did get 9 loads washed, dried and folded in under 2 hours! Talk about a YEE HAW! I was stoked! There is no way we could have gotten all that laundry done in that amount of time at my parents house. Especially with the new front end loaders. I can barely get 1 load done in that time! So tell me. Why can't the front end loaders for residental use work as fast as the ones for commerical use? Seriously, why? The wash time there 25 mins! The dry time 20 mins for most of my loads, even my king size comforter dried in 20 mins and at 25 cents for every 10 mins...woo freakin hoo! The 20 bucks was not such a bad thing. Worth every quarter I say!  I asked Alan, can we put commerical washer and dryers in the house? I am seriously looking into this one! LOL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Since Alan and I knew we would not get back from the laundry mat till around 9 we agreed we would have cereal for dinner. So when we got home, I grabbed the box of cereal and put it on the table. Then I turned to the fridge to grab the milk. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Where's the milk, I just bought it on Saturday?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: I don't know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: (looking through this fridge which is super tiny, it's not like the milk has a place to hide) Where the heck is the milk?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: It should be in there?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Well, it's not!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: Here..let me look!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Have at it inspector gadget!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: Where is the milk?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Uh..yeah..where is the milk Alan?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: I have not touched it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: You had a glass last night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Both: (we stood there turning around in circles like dogs looking at the kitchen table and the counters for this freaking milk)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: (I walk over to the cabinet where the cookies are since this was his reason for getting the milk in the first place, nope not there. I stand there for a moment stareing at the kitchen sink)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Alan, where is the glass you drank out of last night?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: I don't know?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Well where did you put it?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: Uhh..I think in the sink!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me; It's not in the sink Alan. ( I then open up the cabinet where the CLEAN glasses are to discover his DIRTY glass as well as the MILK) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Alan: Oh...I guess I made a mistake. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Me: Ya think!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I then teased him all night long about this, saying that is one of the main reasons why we put my grandma in a nursing home cause she was doing stuff like that! You can imagine how nicely he took that! LOL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;So, he decides he wants Burger King. Ok. Fine. We drive to Burger King, place our order, pull up to the window, pay the lady and he begins to drive off. I said..&amp;quot;honey, what about our food?&amp;quot; He said..&amp;quot;what food?&amp;quot; I said..&amp;quot;the food you just ordered and paid for but did not get yet?&amp;quot;. He looks down and then back at me and says...&amp;quot;OH SHUT UP&amp;quot;. Puts the jeep in reverse backs up and gets our food!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I am laughing so hard I can barely barely breathe! I told him I was going to blog this today..he said..DON'T YOU DARE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Muhahahahaha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+I+GIVE+UP!!!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><comments>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2662.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2662.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 23:56:39 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>13</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2662/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2662.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-03-04T23:56:39Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>What to say? What to say?</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!2648.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Hmmm..What do I have to say today. Let me think? I guess I will just ramble, how that?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;According to my MIL the puppies and momma are doing well and she of course has the other male and female already sold or so she says. I don't believe her. Why one might ask? Well because she is claiming she has them sold for $700.00 a piece. First of all nobody in their right mind is going to pay that much for a Jack Russell that is not AKC registered only Jack Russell Club of America AND if they are a serious buyer and know Jack Russells they are going to want to see pictures of Justin as an adult! Not one single picture we have of him does he have his ears DOWN and not pointing straight up. That right there folks is called Prick Ear! Justin has fault and is disqualified from being AKC registered and most other types of Registrations that are out there! I have been pricing around the area and as far as AZ , TX and OK. Average cost about $425.00 and that is for AKC and 1-2 different JRT association registrations. If my MIL got some stupid sucker to pay that much..well all power to her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I still do not care for the front load washer of my parents.  The dryer is fine. I have discovered this much. I can dry a load pretty much in 45 mins. Still to long for me but that is jus the way it is. We have all discovered you do not want to put your clothes on the higher spin cycle to squeeze more water out of them. Even when shaking each item out and smoothing it a bit before putting it into the dyer your clothes are more wrinkled on this setting. But they do dry faster. So unless you like to look wrinkled and frumpy or you like to iron,  the high speed spin..not a good idea either.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;We began putting the metal roof on the house this weekend. That's a step in the right direction. We had been in such a holding pattern for so long it just seemed like we were never going to move on to a new stage of building! I am happy to be moving on and we look good for our target date of the end of next month, first of April!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Our neighbors that are getting one of Justin's puppies went down to Puerto Penasco for about 2 weeks. They took their travel trailer and are staying on the beach. Alan and I have always had intentions to sell our 5th wheel once we finish the house. Well, now that Jack and Sue have talked Alan up about how much money they save by staying in theirs,  Alan thought it would be a good idea if we kept it an extra month and went down to Puerto Penasco and stay for a week before we sell it!  So, wooo hoooo..I get to take a vacation this year! The best part is when we get back we will sell it so then it will pay for the entire vacation and then some!  Mexico here I come! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Last night Alan needed to go to work for a few hours. Justin and I tagged along to keep him company. Alan was over near the welders and picked up his new welding helmet to show it to me. I told him put it on let me see you in it! BIG MISTAKE! Justin was sitting on my lap and you would think that the ding dong dog who watched Alan walk over pick this helmet up and put it on his head would not freak out when Alan dropped the helmet down over his face! OH NO NO NO!! The dog went friggen crazy! He was barking and growling like I have never heard him do before! I could see the hair just standing up on the back of his neck and down his back. I moved my arm out of the way thinking...Oh gosh..he is going to express his anal glands. Well something came out of him but it was not from his anal glands. The little guy was so scared as Alan walked closer and closer to me..he PEED on me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I quickly put him down on the ground and he contiuned to pee as Alan got closer to him.  Finally Alan lifted up his helmet just as Justing started to attack him and Justin calmed down. But as soon as Alan dropped the helmet again..off Justin went, growling, barking and peeing.  Alan did this a total of 4 times and each time Justin peed. We decided to see if Justin would do it if it was me wearing the helmet. Sure enough Justin went crazy again, this time expressing his anal glands. As I got closer to Alan, Alan started making sounds like I was hurting him and hitting his pant leg. HOLY  MOLE did Justin come ungluded. Little turd came after me! He had a hold of my pant leg and was not letting go! Thank goodness I had my boots on cause he was going to bite my leg off!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;902&amp;#47;"&gt;More Photos...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4398675449818126171&amp;page=RSS%3a+Photo+Album%3a+DA'+BOYS&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=camden77"&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!902</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 17:49:42 GMT</pubDate><msn:type>photoalbum</msn:type><live:type>photoalbum</live:type><live:typelabel>Photo album</live:typelabel><cf:itemRSS>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!902/feed.rss</cf:itemRSS><dcterms:modified>2008-04-16T17:49:42Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Photo Album: Ben's Weekend Here</title><link>http://camden77.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5!1688/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Ben&amp;#39;s Weekend Here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1689"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1689&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the top of the Mountain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1690"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1690&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny Lookin Boys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1691"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1691&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and the man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1692"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1692&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lookin over Albuq&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1693"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1693&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More Albuq&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1694"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1694&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still Albuq&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1695"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1695&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben and Overlook of Albuq&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1696"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1696&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting out on the trail&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://camden77.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FBCB5BE8A5&amp;#33;1688&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;C2F4C3FB