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My friends and I booked another Vegas vacation for April. I think we're making it our yearly trip which is fine with me! Last year was our first time going and we had an absolute blast. We're staying at the Tropicana again which is right on the Strip. So in light of that, I once again have begun eating healthy. This time I need to stick to it. I want to look good for Vegas and not only that, I want to feel good about myself as well. We do A LOT of walking and I want to be able to keep up! My ultimate goal would be for my thighs not to rub together but hey that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't like to "diet" because if I limit myself too much, I'll fail. So I am eating healthy. I know I can do this if I dedicate myself to it. Last summer I lost a few pounds and was really feeling good but gave up once I felt good. That can't happen again. I really need to get healthy for good. So cheers to a new year and a new body! (Hopefully) What goals have you set for the new year??&lt;br /&gt;
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Overall, it was a pretty fun time! I love meeting celebs, it's always a blast so I do it every chance I get. Susan Lucci was also there signing autographs but I didn't know who she was and we didn't have time to do both.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I might try having instant oatmeal for breakfast and lunch, then have a healthy dinner no later than 7pm. It's worth a shot. I just need to find something that works for me and stick to it. I want to look good again. I no longer recognize that person in pictures that is supposed to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Though I need the degree to get further and obtain a job I love, it feels good to know that things are on the right track. I love the clients I'm working with and it feels great to be making a difference in their lives but it's just not a permanent job for me. I feel like there's a reason I'm there. I've always known I wanted to work with people with developmental disabilities and I just feel like when the time comes to move on, I'll have felt a sense of accomplishment from this job. I've learned so much in the year and a half that I've already been there. The benefits are wonderful and the organization I work for really cares about their employees. The pay is not that great but it's a far cry from waiting tables. I'm really thankful &lt;i&gt;those &lt;/i&gt;days are long gone.&lt;/div&gt;
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Speaking of waitressing, Friendly's has gone bankrupt. There wasn't any job security when I worked there for those 6 years so I can't even imagine working there now when they've closed down a long list of stores. I'm sure there's even more on the chopping block. While I feel terrible for my friends that do still work there, I hope this will give them an opportunity to venture out and get away from that hell hole. I'm not bitter over that place, I swear! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;
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The world lost a great man yesterday. Steve Jobs, the former CEO and co-founder of Apple &amp;amp; Pixar Animation Studios died yesterday. He struggled with Pancreatic Cancer and also had a tumor removed in 2009 . He stepped down from his position of CEO @ Apple just about 6 weeks ago. He must've known he didn't have much time. I never knew much about the man until I heard he had resigned and I've learned a lot about him, along with the rest of the world, now that he has passed away.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you don't know much about him, or even if you do, I recommend watching the video below. It's a commencement speech he made in 2005 and is truly inspirational. That man was the epitome of living your dreams. He's certainly inspired me. He changed the world by inventing the Apple computer and opening the door for his competitors. He gave us digital music in the form of the iPod, the iTunes store, the amazing iPad, and the iPhone, my personal favorite. He also saved Apple when they were nearly bankrupt in 1996 and led them into being the most valuable company in the world presently. He accomplished so much in his short 56 years. He's now high in the ranks with Thomas Edison and Einstein which I completely agree with. If it weren't for Steve Jobs, we wouldn't have this technology that we can longer live without.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And to be completely random, I have to confess my love for Simply Orange juice. I've always been addicted to OJ since I was a little kid. It's a staple in my fridge, I have to have it. I usually buy whatever brand is on sale each week but after trying them all, I have to say that Simply Orange is simply the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt;. It is so pure, smooth and delightful. I love it so much and have drank almost the entire bottle tonight. So I'm a little weird...Hopefully I don't pay for this at 3am with acid&amp;nbsp;indigestion! If I do, I'll have to admit it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;
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While we're on the topic, I got a new job! I still work for the same company, I just switched to a day program. And I love it! Right before Thanksgiving, they told us that they'd be selling the group home&amp;nbsp; I was working at which was devastating. They couldn't give us a date but just that it was coming soon. They couldn't guarantee us our jobs with the new organization and we'd most likely be laid off. Screw that. So I immediately applied for another position within the company and I got it. I'm so happy there, I truly believe I was meant to work there.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's been a tough winter. Not just the weather, but mentally I've just been all over the place. My boyfriend was out of work for about a month so I was pulling the weight for us both which was really hard. He's now back to work and things are stable again. I just have to say I love tax season!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I'm starting a new journey tomorrow. I'm going to start going to the gym at least 3-4 times a week as well as eating healthy. I'm so sick of being fat. I am truly the largest I've ever been and it's both scary and unhealthy. I'm also going to make an appointment to get blood work done, since I've never tested it before. My sister has been on me about it because she has an under-active thyroid and has lost about 100lbs in the last year because she is taking medication to regulate it. If I have it also, I don't expect it to be magical but anything will help. I will keep you posted on all of the details.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I'm going to go cook our last unhealthy meal. Sloppy Joes and french fries! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-5157461477218342666?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I took a personal day today so that if I wanted to go to the services I could. Instead, I'm using this evening for some much needed rest and relaxation. I'm going to watch some movies and just veg because I never really do that. I'm really looking forward to this weekend because I'll be going out of town to visit some friends. One of my best friends from high school, Sean, will be turning 25 and I'm going to celebrate it with the crew!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm going to keep it short today. I'll talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-4356930121245644446?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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His name was Jay and we met on FaceTheJury.com, a prehistoric facebook per say. I don't even know if that is still around. He was from the next town over and for awhile we exchanged messages. We were young kids when we met, I'd say maybe in like 10th grade. We knew a lot of the same people. Because neither of us could drive yet, we used to have our friends pick us up to hang out. We became great friends but at the time it was nothing more. He ended up getting a girl pregnant and then decided to marry her and join the Navy to support the family. While he was away in boot camp, she cheated on him and drained his bank account. It was then that we decided to "cross the line" and we both confessed our feelings for each other. When he came home on leave for 2 weeks in the summer, we spent most of the time together. It was beautiful. We'd spend hours in my car just listening to music, talking, holding hands, driving around; any way that we could be together. All of those things you do when you're young and in love.&lt;br /&gt;
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While home on his leave he got the news that he would be stationed in Norfolk, VA after he returned to boot camp. He gave me his dogtag and promised me he would send for me. Once he was gone, it was over. He disappeared for a good year. So I of course was broken hearted for quite some time. I finally heard from him about a year later when he apologized and after that our friendship was never the same again; he had also left the Navy and I never got the right story about what happened there. He told me he'd tell me someday. We grew apart after this and he met a new girl and moved to Michigan to be with her. Fast forward 4 years and here I am... mourning his death.&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess I always thought our paths would cross again, as they usually have on and off throughout the years. I am trying to decide whether or not to go to his funeral services on this coming Tuesday. My friends say I should because I might regret it later if I don't. I don't know, I'm torn. I covered my shift at work so I have the option. I have a couple of days to decide. I don't know why I'm letting this bother me so much. I think it's because death is so final. Either way, I hope he rests in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-3799839943894615876?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I met with my adviser yesterday, which is something I do every fall to make sure I am on the right track. Come to find out, I am eligible to earn a Customer Service Certificate so I will be graduating from the program on May 22, 2011. After our meeting I marched right down to the registrar's office and applied for graduation! Very exciting to finally see something come of all my hard work. It'll be great to add that to my resume. I will be continuing on my path towards my Marketing Associate's degree as well. As it stands right now, I will get my Associate's in Spring of 2012. Though it is not as soon as I would like, at least I'm doing it. It feels amazing to finally have stability and goals in my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went to work after school, as I do every Tuesday. It was a challenging shift, the clients were giving us a hard time. All was well when I took one of the guys to the store and on the way home we saw a shooting star! I've never seen one before so I was so ecstatic! And yes, I made a wish!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a few errands to run before I go to work so I must leave off there. I will talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-5995523591775019449?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Michael was killed in a car crash (note my refusal to use the word "accident") a little over three years ago. It is difficult still to grasp that sentence, let alone the amount of time that has passed since that horrible time in my life. Mike was only 18 years old at the time, in fact he was 3 weeks shy of his 19th birthday. All of us were very close, with a gap of three years between each of us. At the time of Mike's death, Dan was 15 and I had just turned 22. &lt;br /&gt;
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Dan and I have come a long way since those fragile times. It's hard still to even put it into words because no words can describe it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Michael was a passenger in a car driven by a friend who was participating in a street race with another friend. I now use the term friend lightly when describing those two individuals, who these days no longer exist to me. I hope to never see either one ever again. The driver of the car Mike was in lost control and slammed into a light pole, incidently resulting in Mike's demise. He was LifeStar-ed to a nearby hospital. They say he died there but I choose to believe he died at the scene. Hopefully, before he was in pain. It's easier to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next year and a half after April 9th, 2007, my family and I went to court faithfully once a month to make sure that the criminal(s) were punished, mainly the driver. It took about a year to get results. He got 9 months in prison and served about 6 of those months. Pretty easy sentence for killing someone, dontcha think? Of course, you could think of it as he will live as a prisoner for the rest of his life knowing what he did. I just don't think justice was equal to the price of the crime but it's all done now.&lt;br /&gt;
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There isn't a day that I don't think of Michael. He was one of my bestest friends and I am truly lost without him. If there is a Heaven, he's there and I can only hope to see him there someday.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ended up find my halloween costume @ Savers for only like $15! I bought my props i.e. toy gun, bandanna, etc. at Walmart for like another $5. I had everything else from a couple of years ago when I did the same costume! I ended up being the Mobster chick. I did this also a couple of years back and my friends named her Veronica Corleone so I brought her out again. Here's a picture of the end result. My friends have pictures from the night but I haven't seen them yet. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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School has been going very well. We just had midterms and I did awesome! Even better than what I had expected. It sure keeps me busy. Just a note, I can't stand reading playwrights. It's just not my thing. I have to sign up for Spring classes on monday and I have a meeting with my adviser on tuesday. I may be graduating in May from a Certificate program though I will keep going to earn my Marketing degree. (Hopefully with obtaining my Bachelors)&lt;br /&gt;
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My little brother is going to college. He's moving to North Carolina to go to the UTI Nascar school. He's going to live with family and commute. So weird. I've skeptical about the whole thing. I hate to be that way I just don't think he will be able to get the funding. My parents aren't going to be able to co-sign. But I do want him to follow his dreams and get what he deserves out of life rather than living at home forever although I hate to see him go. My parents are upset about it but that's to be expected. Who will take over the family business now? He's the mechanic, not me. I tried to talk to him into shopping around for schools since I do have a little bit of experience to offer. He just doesn't want to hear it. I understand that, I mean he is only 18. To be 18 again, I'm jealous! I can't blame him for wanting to get out of their house anyway, I know that pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways I'm gonna run. I started the new Emily Griffin book "Heart of the Matter" today and it is hard to put down for long. I definitely suggest it! &lt;br /&gt;
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Is it depression? Anxiety? I have no idea. Maybe the season change? Is there any one reason? Or even a reason at all?&lt;br /&gt;
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My boyfriend was the unsuspecting victim on Sunday. I asked him to spend some time with me and when he said no, I went off on him. And then I couldn't stop crying. A thousand things were flowing through my head. Why couldn't he just say yes? Why make such a simple situation so difficult? I wasn't crying about just one thing. It was a broad array of circumstances that sent me over the top. I guess I just can't understand why we don't spend much time together anymore. It's not much of a relationship when you don't do things together like you once had. That's not such a good thing when you're a month shy of your 4 year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't stop thinking that maybe I want a change of scenery. I &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; it's not the right time because I'm actually doing the right thing by going to school. I can't give it up or put it on hold. It's my number one priority and I need to start treating it that way. That's one thing I am certain of.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why am I so addicted? This show cracks me up, I think that's why I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry I haven't written in awhile. Things have been hectic. I feel like all I do is go to school, work, eat and sleep. Actually that is pretty accurate. Nothing real exciting enough to write about! We're halfway through the Fall semester @ school. In fact midterms are coming up next week. I think I'm doing pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to say I am pretty impressed! Even though I haven't written in awhile, I've gained quite a few followers since I last looked. I promise to write a little more often!&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay I'm gonna go relax and wait for the new episode of Jersey Shore. Yes- it's a guilty pleasure of mine. I can't resist it. I'm sad that there's only 2 more episodes left!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm leaving you with a picture of the sunset looking out the hotel window @ Mohegan Sun. We were on the 30th floor. I stayed there this weekend with a group of friends, we had a blast! Can't wait to do it again! Which by the way, while @ Lucky's Lounge we saw Danielle Staub from Real Housewives of New Jersey! Pretty sweet. And a radio DJ gave us some free LUSH!! LOVE it!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
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Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been big for a few years now. It started after high school when I didn't have to walk anywhere anymore because I got a car. And that car made easy access to fast food joint drive-thrus. I'd also like to blame the dollar menu at each and every one of those easy accessible fatty traps. I mean c'mon, they make it so alluring! Cheap food that tastes so sinfully fulfilling? No wonder America is so fat. It's not our fault we have no self control!&lt;br /&gt;
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And that's exactly what it all boils down to. Self-Control. I'll be the first to admit that those words have rarely been in my vocabulary. Especially when it comes to food! I eat when I'm happy, when I'm sad, and when I have nothing else to do. Hell, even if I have something to do! It is how I reward myself. Well finally all of those pounds I have really packed on are really adding up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm making a step in the right direction. Wednesday morning at 9am I will be attending a Weight Watchers meeting. I'm giving in. The funny part is, I know many people who have sucessfully lost a ton of weight from doing Weight Watchers. So why have I waited? Lack of Self-Control. Procrastionation. Laziness. I can come with a million excuses but they'll all just make me hungry so I'm going to stop there.&lt;br /&gt;
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A size 10 is definitely not even close to plus size. In fact a 10 is still on the "skinny" side of the store, if you're lucky enough to find a store that has "plus sizes". No wonder women have so many weight issues. Who decides what's plus size? The fashion world?&amp;nbsp; If it were up to them, we'd all have to be a size 2, 4 or *gasp* a 6!&lt;br /&gt;
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All I want to know is if a 10 is fat than what the hell am I. Check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blogs.webmd.com/breaking-news/2010/07/size-10-does-that-make-you-plus-size.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; this article to see just what I'm talking about. I think Crystal Renn is a beautiful woman and she looks beautiful no matter what her pant size is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-1227528773635420736?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Things have been going pretty well. Just trying to keep cool, literally. This has been the hottest summer we've seen in a long time and I'm not complaining. I'm fortunate enough to have a pool at home and at work! It's awesome and I take full advantage of it. Work's going well. I've been doing alot of trainings such as CPR, CPI, etc. It's awesome to be able to put them on my resume.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm loving my new car! It's amazing. I put full coverage on it because I was so nervous driving it, especially in the summertime. I live in a very large tourist attraction area and I don't trust their driving.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I'm just keeping things brief tonight. I'm off to pass out. Talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-1120303673180510056?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm still getting adjusted to working 2nd shift. I like it but it's different for me getting home sometimes as last as 11pm. It's nice to sleep in though. Work is going well. I'm definitely "fitting in" at the group home. We're short staffed so I've been working up to 50 hours a week. The guys have their ups and downs but overall I enjoy working with them and knowing I'm making a difference in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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I finally got a new car yesterday! It's all legal and on the road. It's an 02 Chevy Monte Carlo. It's sexy! I'm gonna miss the little Sentra. That car was awesome to me for the last 3 years, especially since it was supposed to be "only temporary". It never left me on the side of the road though their were some very close calls! I'm up bright and early today because I can't wait to go out driving!&lt;br /&gt;
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I got two wisdom teeth out last friday and this morning I have a follow-up. The gums hurt so bad where they were, I'm really hoping it's healing properly! I'm nervous about going because the Surgeon can be a real jerk. His bedside manners suck, I've noticed it and so has anyone else I know that has been to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, that was just a quick update. I will talk to you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-984248937995500675?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Work has been going pretty well. I'm still getting to know the guys and their habits. They all seem to enjoy having me. I always try to make sure everyone's having a good time as well as getting their daily routine taken care of. They just love to test our patience. haha. I'm glad to have a job where I'm making a difference in the lives of other people. It is a very rewarding job. And I finally work for a company who actually takes care of their employees! Hallelujah! I was able to get paid for the days I missed when Grandpa died. That never happened at Friendly's even after all of the years I put it. I have to admit how amazing it feels to drive by that hell hole and know that I don't have to even so much as pull in the parking lot. The other day was free ice cream day and the guys wanted to go. I didn't even want to go there for that! No way! So second shift took them instead. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, I'm gonna go pass out as I am exhausted! Talk to ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-7646126200784021173?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That was the excitement of my day. I went shopping (wouldn't be a day off for me if I didn't!) and now I'm going to relax and watch a movie. Going first thing in the AM for a much needed mani/pedi to get ready for this weekends shenanigans. I have a Bachelorette party to go to! We're going to the City, getting a hotel room, and romping around the city. The whole 9. It's gonna be amazing. I'll tell you all about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7633840973599989492-7996888656271091115?l=athoughtawishadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I've been in a Spring cleaning mood so I think it's time to start a pot of coffee and get it done before I leave for work. I leave you now with a pic of this amazing candle that I am addicted to at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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