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Life and stories of 20 something years old normal and moderate catholic livin' in her time</description><link>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>383</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-582624678388541841</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-01T21:42:21.289-04:00</atom:updated><title>7 weird facts about me</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was tagged by Ally at" &lt;a href="http://ruffdiamond.wordpress.com"&gt;Just a diamond in the rough&lt;/a&gt;" for this meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. The name of this blog should be "Diary of a former catholic church follower/believer".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I prefer cold weather to very warm weather...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. When I was a kid I use to bite my toenails. ( gross, I know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. I've been listening to Loreena McKennit non stop for 7 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I prefer very cold temperature inside my own home... I'm not much of a heater.... Quite the opposite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. I can multi-task, I just have to listen to something for my brain to memorize it. I don't need to pay attention... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. It's snowing here and I think it's awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mr.Cat passed away 2 weeks ago... He got very ill and Friday October 17, I took him to the vet and was told that my poor baby's bladder and kidney were blocked. The vet told me that usually an easy surgery fixes it but that he was in bad shape, very much in pain... My poor little friend so I called my angel, she met me at the clinic, we pet, loved, hugged and kissed him, I sang to him, my angel and I said our goodbyes and then, he left us. I was a crying mess, my angel was a mess too. He was such a class act, he was truly the best cat ever...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been 2 weeks and altho I miss him, I'm ok.... And no, I'm not going to get another cat anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm tagging anyone who want to play for this meme and I'm keeping each of you in my thoughts and I'm sending love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/2_3Uetu0IVg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/2_3Uetu0IVg/7-weird-facts-about-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-weird-facts-about-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-6041321416924882531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-10T19:48:26.963-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adult Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>A much due update</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As requested by Vixen this afternoon I'll post an update for everyone who've been following me for the past 15 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School, well I'm glad I took the class because I got to meet 2 awesome women who that I've grown to be really close to in a matter of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes Life puts someone on your road and it feels you've known this person all your life, in a matter of days there's a bond that is impossible for me to explain, a trust that feel we've known each other for a million of years and a love that's unexplainable... But freaking good and positive and sweet and great. So I've met 2  friends and one of them is a shining star who's helped me to grow soo much in such a short time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to finish the program but I'm not at my place. I want to work with humans, I wanna help other people, I want to listen, make in a difference, I want to use my heart, not just my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to finish this program and probably be doing a Bachelor degree in Social Work, for sure I'm going to go in that field. The details are still being thought about at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've lived some type of awakening, the Catholic Church just isn't my place anymore, I don't believe in the doctrine, I don't believe in most of the tenets of the church. The awakening is leading me to a more human belief, to a more spiritual but absolutely not religious path. I'm fine in that but I feel I'm going to disapoint soo many of my friends. It's like I'm outing myself out of the closet. It would almost be easier to come out about something like being gay or having had an abortion because few of my friends that I love very much are really strong in their beliefs and I just want to keep them as friends but the religious part just isn't me anymore. And I mean, I'm not even sure I consider myself Christian anymore. It's that good or that bad depends on which side of the fence you're sitting on. Ha!Ha!Ha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last tuesday (on the 3oth of september) I got myself a tattoo. I'd been thinking about it for several months and finally got it and man, this has changed me in several ways. I got the kanji sign for "Courage" tattooed on my lower back. It's beautiful and it's been healing well. I'm almost done and I don't feel anything but happiness about this part of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was able to finally realise and feel good about something else. I love men, I find them beautiful, smart, sweet, sexy BUT I've never seen myself in a relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got into the whole "society that pressures women to be in a relationship if they want to be normal" but man, I want to stay single. I'm happy and content that way, I don't want a boyfriend or a partner or nothing. I'm happy as myself and there's nothing wrong about it. There's nothing wrong about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I doubt I'll ever have kids, if I come to that, I'll do Artificial Insemination but quite honestly, I adore kids but I don't have the feeling inside of me that cries for maternity. I love kids and babies and I'm a great auntie but I don't have a call to motherhood and I'm normal and fuck society if it wants to make me feel bad about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's not much else going on. I need to get my butt back to my accounting assignments for the weekend. I've got a lot of work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm here and I'm happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/bJHrSG2X9yc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/bJHrSG2X9yc/much-due-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/much-due-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5894232319807420682</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-31T22:06:16.622-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday Stealing</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com"&gt;The Gal Herself&lt;/a&gt; , this is &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;1.My uncle once:&lt;/span&gt; showed me how to eat 2 bigmac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;2. Never in my life have I: &lt;/span&gt;gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;3. When I was five my parents:&lt;/span&gt; had 3 kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. High school was: I don't want to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;5. I will never forget to:&lt;/span&gt; take my keys when I leave the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;6. Once I met:&lt;/span&gt; the prime minister of quebec in 1995, Mr. Jacques Parizeau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;7. There’s this boy I know: &lt;/span&gt;who takes his pack to school very seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;8. Once, at a bar, I:&lt;/span&gt; got drunk and woke up the next day not remembering anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;9. By noon, I’m:&lt;/span&gt; waking up during the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. Last night I: read all evening while taking care of my sinusitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;11. If only I had:&lt;/span&gt; a smaller tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;12. Next time I go to church:&lt;/span&gt; I'll mark it in my calender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;13. What worries me most is that I: won't achieve all my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. When I turn my head left I see: my printer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;15. When I turn my head right I see:&lt;/span&gt; my tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;16. You know I’m lying when I: am saying I love my parish priest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;17. What I miss most about the Eighties is: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;18. If I were a character in Shakespeare I’d be:&lt;/span&gt; ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;19. By this time next year I will: finished with my college program and employed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20. A better name for me would be: Miss Perfectionnist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;21. I have a hard time understanding: &lt;/span&gt;Republicans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;22. If I ever go back to school, I’ll: be doing it back in 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;23. You know I like you if I: want to spend time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;24. If I ever won an award, the first person I would thank would be: depends, God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25. Take my advice, never buy a warranty from Staples.ca, these people are crooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/n9GWhv6XmP4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/n9GWhv6XmP4/sunday-stealing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-stealing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5172200241626979639</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 01:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-31T21:57:31.948-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>Unconscious Mutterings</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please mutter with me.  Together our individual mutterings create a symphony of mind, thought, and joy.  Our word association prompts were created by the lovely Pea at &lt;a href="http://lunanina.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;LunaNina.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here’s the list!  Leave your answers in the comments and I’ll post your link!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Groceries :: shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deodorant :: a must&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psychic :: rubbish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cherries :: yummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spooky :: horror movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yogurt :: yummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kitchen :: cleaning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing personal :: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be nice :: rude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delivery :: room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/MY9RzZm-rE0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/MY9RzZm-rE0/unconscious-mutterings_31.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/unconscious-mutterings_31.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-8599919400713892165</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-25T12:34:06.487-04:00</atom:updated><title>Commonly confused words test</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-commonly-confused-words-test"&gt;Click to do the test &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Commonly Confused Words Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English Genius&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 93% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 87% Advanced,  and 80% Expert!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You did so extremely well, even &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go! &lt;p&gt; Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;English isn't even my first language, I feel quite smart, what was your result? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/uvGsqfxcfD0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/uvGsqfxcfD0/commonly-confused-words-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/commonly-confused-words-test.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-218769868643698983</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T12:26:16.545-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Meme</category><title>What your bed says about you?</title><description>Taken from The Gal's, here are my answers. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Bed Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbedsayaboutyouquiz/bed.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outward appearances are very important to you. You do your best to look good and have an attractive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to be an organized person, but you often fall behind. Certain parts of your life tend to fall into chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very high maintenance. You like everything a certain way, and you're grumpy if things aren't the way you like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you tend to kick back and let the other person be in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a dreamy, head in the clouds type of person. You think in terms of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a total homebody. You are happiest when you're at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbedsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Bed Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/xPA91RtPHvw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/xPA91RtPHvw/what-your-bed-says-about-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-your-bed-says-about-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-2297436332393022552</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T12:23:35.769-04:00</atom:updated><title>Unconscious muttering</title><description>From&lt;a href="http://subliminal.lunanina.com/"&gt; Lunalina's&lt;/a&gt;, here's this week unconscious mutterings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cry :: out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stretch :: marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Efficient :: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brunch :: sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afro :: hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat :: convenient food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delicious :: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Global warming :: scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actions :: saving the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ride :: home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free association is described as a "psychonanalytic procedure in which a person is encouraged to give free rein to his or her thoughts and feelings, verbalizing whatever comes into the mind without monitoring its content." Over time, this technique is supposed to help bring forth repressed thoughts and feelings that the person can then work through to gain a better sense of self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's an admirable goal, but for the purposes of this excercise, we're just hoping to have a little fun with the technique. Each week I'll post ten words to which you can respond to with the first thing that comes to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rules are, there are no rules." There are no right or wrong answers. Don't limit yourself to one word responses; just say everything that pops into your head. AND you don't have to have your words up on Sunday. Take all week if you want! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/JW-k3MfOzIE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/JW-k3MfOzIE/unconscious-muttering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/unconscious-muttering.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5092657801106350407</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 21:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T17:22:58.486-04:00</atom:updated><title>You are Ernie</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="';font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:black;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Are Ernie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/ernie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Playful and childlike, you are everyone's favorite friend - even if your goofy antics get annoying at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Amused - you are very easily entertained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Always making people smile. From your silly songs to your wild pranks, you keep things fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With ease. Life is only difficult when your friends won't play with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://jennymcb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-do-love-my-bathes.html"&gt;The Ga&lt;/a&gt;l. They both took it and inspired me to do the same.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/2YIve-MBf2E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/2YIve-MBf2E/you-are-ernie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-ernie.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-3082654111238378201</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-17T12:53:49.298-04:00</atom:updated><title>Unconscious Mutterings</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took this from &lt;a href="http://www.on-a-limb.com/"&gt;my friend Claudia'&lt;/a&gt;s few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Signature :: pen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olympics :: medals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;100% :: success&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn! :: again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gold :: medal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fresh and natural :: look&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fraction :: math&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hurry :: late&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer :: over&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;29th :: end of the month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a good day. I got up very late but that's OK, it's sunday. A day to rest and relax. I should be baking biscottis but alas, I don't have all the almonds I need, so I'll wait and bake 'em tomorrow or take my butt to the grocery store today. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/ap945qnNdG4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/ap945qnNdG4/unconscious-mutterings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/unconscious-mutterings.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-1667568886136211150</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-16T20:54:49.439-04:00</atom:updated><title>Saturday nine</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Do you worry about your next birthday? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;yeah, I'm turning 30 fucking years old. Fark, this makes me feel really old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Have you ever lied about your age in the recent past? If yes why? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; nah, people don't really believe I'm 29 anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Have you ever lied about your age when you were young? If yes why? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;yes, to buy some alcohol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. How much older have you been a person that you were romantically involved? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;older, I think 3 years.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. How much younger have you been a person that you were romantically involved? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; 22 years younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Have you ever been consider a sibling, rather than parent of your child?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; I don't have kids, so it never applied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. If you have had children, did you factor in age when deciding to have a sibling? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I don't have kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. If you have not had children, are you happy with your choice and/or fate?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; I will have kids one day, I am waiting either a) for the correct man or b) if I haven't met Mr.Right when I'm 33, I'll have an artificial insemination with a donor. (clinics here accept single women)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Do your siblings have kids? Are you close to them? Their ages?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; My siblings don't have kids, yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks so much for joining us again at &lt;strong&gt;Saturday: 9.&lt;/strong&gt; As always, feel free to come back, see who has participated and comment on their posts. In fact sometimes, if you want to read &amp;amp; comment on everyone's responses, you might want to check back again tomorrow. But it is not a rule. We haven’t any rules here. Join us on next Saturday for another version of &lt;strong&gt;Saturday: 9, "Just A Silly Meme on a Saturday!"&lt;/strong&gt; Enjoy your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com"&gt;The Ga&lt;/a&gt;l for inspiring me to do this meme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/4iSNgoaF9zY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/4iSNgoaF9zY/saturday-nine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-nine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-1684158078786474393</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-13T22:36:47.955-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>Had my first driver's lesson tonight and other things...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm posting and running. This evening TTF gave me my first driver's lesson. I drove around for over 30 minutes, it was fun, instructive and easier than I thought and I wasn't scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really happy and thrilled!!! It was something that we'll be doing again. ::big grin::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys, &lt;a href="http://ruffdiamond.wordpress.com/"&gt;keep Funsize and her family&lt;/a&gt; in your thoughts and prayers, she lost her baby boy Colin at 33 weeks  and 4 days of gestation. They need all the love, prayers and thoughts you guys can give.Follow the link and read her story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been better at reading and visiting your blogs! I will be back on track soon. Oh and by the way, classes are going to be starting on september 2nd. That time, it shouldn't be delayed. Yipee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/HjsW9vgHuLI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/HjsW9vgHuLI/had-my-first-drivers-lesson-tonight-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-my-first-drivers-lesson-tonight-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-9116659714422707584</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-06T23:20:06.409-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adult Life</category><title>Guess what I'm doing tomorrow morning?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going for my driver's license, it's my learner's license but nonetheless a permit to drive. I'm a little bit stressed but I'm always a worrier so it's not a big shock that I would feel anxiety. I'm sick with a bad cold, that stinks but last week The Lawyer and her family were sick with it and I stayed with them and caught it. I'm feeling terrible but with the help of decongestant, I guess I'll survive. It could be worse. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rest is well, I've been feeling quite detached from this blog. I can't really explain it, maybe it's something that happens to every blogger, maybe it's just be, what do I know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm enjoying my Neo Citran and will soon get my butt to bed so I can rest and be in shape for tomorrow. I'm leaving at 7h30. I'll let you know If I get the licence tomorrow. Think and pray for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/YJasB372nSU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/YJasB372nSU/guess-what-im-doing-tomorrow-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-what-im-doing-tomorrow-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-7099935824214795023</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T18:57:53.959-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><title>I'm alive</title><description>Just to let you know that I'm doing well, I'm alive and I've just being busy (that's why the lack of update). I celebrated my 1st anniversary on the blog 10 days ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys are well. I'll be updating more tomorrow, I'm not home. If anyone wants to get in touch with me, my email addy is in my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/FUSDnbE67lE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/FUSDnbE67lE/im-alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-alive.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-4913553416197652412</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-12T23:51:35.394-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adult Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><title>The bad blogger update</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't even have a good excuse for being missing from the blogosphere other than life's been keeping me busy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the student, the update is that we hired a young lady that's being doing a FANTASTIC job. She's serious, wants to work, on time, dedicated and people appreciate her. It's been a good thing. We hired her on July 3rd and she started on the 4th. And because of the fact that she's independent and doing a good job, I've been able to not go there as much. I have to admit that &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html"&gt;The Lawyer&lt;/a&gt; has pushed me to let go and let her work alone and to trust her. (cut the cord) I'm maybe over-protective, insecure or controlling ??? (Don't answer) but I wanted to go there too much and she gently but firmly told me that once a week to visit my student is enough. She can reach me at home or on my cell phone if there's anything, but nothing more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of being pushed (insert roll-eyes smiley)&lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html"&gt;The Lawyer's &lt;/a&gt;been pushing me (gently and with affection) about me not having my driver's license. I have finally, after many discussions, taken an appointment for august 7th to ger my learner's license. I have refused for over 10 years, it was not even something I was willing to discuss. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt; But sometimes, when you are ready to be pushed, you "get the message". &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working but also reading a lot, taken some sun, enjoyed the summer even if we haven' been having that much nice weather. Even if I'm just enjoying life I've been working and growing a lot inside ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys but I'm not far, I'm just on the other side of the blog's door. My one year anniversary is coming, I'm going to get my butt back at it's place.&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/OGgvwWNu8dk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/OGgvwWNu8dk/bad-blogger-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-blogger-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5138103652832419562</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-02T23:15:23.398-04:00</atom:updated><title>A belated update but I've got a good excuse</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You won't believe it but guess what? The Friendly Boss and I have to interview students again tomorrow for the &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; summer job. The one we hired wasn't doing a good job, I'll tell you the stories in another post but he quit this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt="rolleyes" title="rolleyes" height="15" width="15" /&gt; We didn't needed that. I've been wondering, what the hell am I suppose to learn from all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't trust anyone&lt;br /&gt;2. The generation of the 20 years old and less sucks (What are they called, the Y generation?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dealing with employee is a pain in the ass?&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't control everything and sometimes even if you do your best, things still end up getting fucked?&lt;br /&gt;5. Patience and letting go?&lt;br /&gt;6. None of these answers, God's just testing your faith and you have miserably failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half kidding, this has taken it's toll on me, I feel like hell, I don't sleep really well and I just want my life back. I seriously just want my damn life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe, breathe, breathe... Everything will work out great, in the end, it'll be fine. Tomorrow, we are interviewing 5 students, I gave them all a call and had a little chit-chat with them today. We'll see what happens. Pray for us please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the personal level I've had an awesome girl's night out last Friday with &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/08/tgif.html"&gt;The Passionate One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html"&gt;The Lawyer&lt;/a&gt; and The Cute Blonde, we went shopping, bought clothes and went for sushis, it was great. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Saturday night The Lawyer's parents were celebrating her brother's birthday and we played games until very late and on Sunday night I babysat 8 kiddos, ranging from the age of 2 to 12. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to get my butt back in the Parish's computer. I'm sorry for the lack of update and visits to each and every one of you. I promise, I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::smooches:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/vZC6J4fn3Oc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/vZC6J4fn3Oc/belated-update-but-ive-got-good-excuse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/07/belated-update-but-ive-got-good-excuse.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5607844108526745860</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T01:19:43.493-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tag time</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SGHRl3NjJQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cZ1bhsqg9rc/s1600-h/borky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SGHRl3NjJQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cZ1bhsqg9rc/s400/borky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215680291877889282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gal herself tagged me, and I'm glad, because it gives me an excuse to use this cool picture. Now, here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Link to the person who tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Mention the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Tag 6 other bloggers by linking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am sure, more than you ever wanted to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've got a very high score on &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/wordchallenge/gameinfo?pf_ref=x1017"&gt;Word Challenge&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook but I didn't achieve this alone. One afternoon, &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html"&gt;The Lawyer &lt;/a&gt;and I worked as a teem on Word Challenge and score this high result. I'm not proud of it because I didn't achieve this alone. I'm smart but not fast as she is. She, BY HERSELF beat me a week after and I think she's awesome and freaking smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If my underarms aren't shaved, I feel dirty. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel naked when I'm not wearing foundation and powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wear size 6 or 7 in shoes. (6 if they are hush puppies, 7 for the others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every time I'm afraid or scared I pray and it calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm efficient, productive and I love to be in the action. I just need to learn to manage my perfectionism so it stays positive and doesn't eat me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging anyone who wants to play? &lt;a href="http://vixensden.com/"&gt;Vixen&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://larachronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lara&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://themommyproject.com/"&gt;The Mommy Project&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://ruffdiamond.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ruff Diamond?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.on-a-limb.com/"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://izzybella.wordpress.com/"&gt;Izzy&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://jehara.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jehara&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/-8RKv_cVKZA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/-8RKv_cVKZA/tag-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SGHRl3NjJQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cZ1bhsqg9rc/s72-c/borky.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-6809115132474349703</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T01:01:50.562-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maturity</category><title>Sudoku are a good remedy for insomnia...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, they sure are. I'm doing them in a book at the moment. I worked most of the day at the Parish's computer working in the new program transferring and entering manually the data. It's boring, I, mean really boring but it needs to be done. I'm actually late but fuck, there's soo many hours in a plus when you've got plenty of things to do and a life. This is super important for me. Taking care of myself and having a life outside of The Parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relaxing and trying to get myself ready for sleep by doing sudoku in a little book, I played "Word Challenge" on Facebook, for some reasons, using my brain helps me relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt="rolleyes" title="rolleyes" height="15" width="15" /&gt; I know, I'm strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the first day of my student at The Church, I hope it's going to work out. I trained him for a part of the afternoon Monday, reviewed everything with him and I'll be with him tomorrow morning to start and I'll be present on and off for the first days, then, "God willing" things will turn out well and this is going to be easy for me as the supervisor. I am putting "God willing" in quote because I am not in control of the situation and I told him (God) that I was on the edge of losing my mind so help me god, this needs to be an easy thing. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the&lt;a href="http://www.pch.gc.ca/special/Canada/11/baptiste_e.cfm"&gt; St-Jean Baptiste &lt;/a&gt;in Quebec yesterday, which is for Quebec what the 4th of July is for the Americans. On Monday night, a bunch of friends got together but before I had dinner at The Lawyer's house with another friend of ours, it was fun, we had fun with The Lawyer's baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my MacBook went to the Apple official repair store on Monday because he was slow and the technician changed the memory and it's back to it's regular speed. I had to reinstall everything, the program, the backup I made of evertything I had on my baby and I'm just happy it's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Gal&lt;/a&gt; is right, I know I need a break from The Parish because I'm starting to feel like an angry bitch and these people don't have to pay for my lack of energy and need for vacations. I mean, even if they aggravate me sometimes, they just shouldn't have to pay for this and I'm being careful not to lose my smile and niceness when I'm doing church's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling a bit better because I was actually able to enjoy some time with friends, real fun times. Nice talks, heart-to-heart, laughs and that kinda lightened my mood. I was in such a pissed off mood Friday and Saturday I almost sent &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/12/talk-i-had-twice-this-weekend.html"&gt;The Friendly Boss (TFB)&lt;/a&gt; my resignation letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt; But the poor guy's vacation for the week and I didn't wanted to give him a heart attack when he'll be back home. Instead, I'll talk with him when I'm calm down and well rested. He was right and it's a bit painful for me to admit but he told me back at the end of May that he was worried that if he was giving me too much things to manage for The Church Council that I would overdo and not respect myself and get tired. He knows I'm a perfectionist, he knows I want nothing but perfection from myself. He was right that I took too much and that I just can't manage everything. But I want to be able to, I'm powerful and strong, I can do anything I want. Nothing is too heavy for me to handle. I can manage everything without losing my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt; I'm such a fucking liar, I just need to let go and not take everything soo seriously, I can do so much, I'm just a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/12/talk-i-had-twice-this-weekend.html"&gt;TFB&lt;/a&gt; was once again right. I may or may not tell him what I just posted. I'm sure he already knows, the man knows me THAT much. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until I can sleep I'm going to be doing sudoku and doing the tag given by The Gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/XaJHB7iFi98" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/XaJHB7iFi98/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-are-good-remedy-for-insomnia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-5626683167446280898</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-22T02:18:52.937-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Church</category><title>Guess what?</title><description>I went to mass on Saturday night, as you know, I've not been such a faithful catholic in the past months. I guess when you are behind the scene (aware of what goes on in the community), sometimes it's just enough to keep someone away from practising. But I needed to go because I wanted to inform the parishioners that we'll be having a student at The Church for 6 weeks and to invite them to visit and come while the church's doors are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass was OK I guess and my little speech before the last prayer went well. I thought I was clear and I thought people understood my words but after 3 people came up to me and said "What did you say?" and suddenly I remembered that people just don't pay attention when someone speaks at the microphone. For some odd reason, they don't listen. I knew better than getting mad because it's always that way but it did piss me off a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My compassion meter is a bit broken when it comes to church business and that's freaking sad. I think I need vacations from The Parish because I have no tolerance left. I'm tired, I have been swamped and overwhelmed with Church council's business and I need a break. I'll get it in a few weeks. I'm going to survive and be well because I have a "real-life" outside of the Parish but I need a serious and total break and as soon as my student is able to work by himself and function well and as soon as the Parish's datas are transfered I'm going to be on vacation for few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call Friday morning from The College and my college program is scheduled to start on August 18. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that life's been treating me well, I've been able to spend quality time with friends and enjoying myself... I'm sorry I haven't been visiting you guys as much as I use to. I promise, I'll get my butt back in gear soon enough. How's life been treating each and every one of you?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/_32q7AXl8vw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/_32q7AXl8vw/guess-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-what.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-6292723055202949265</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-18T10:18:02.775-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ugly funiture</category><title>The "donated" furniture</title><description>Sorry about the quality of the picture and one of them really sucks but here's &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-story-from-parish-and-all.html"&gt;the "donated" furniture&lt;/a&gt;. I requested the permission of the &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-whos-working-tomorrow.html"&gt;President of the church council &lt;/a&gt;and he agreed as long as his face wasn't on them. (he was posing in the first pictures we took)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you guys think? Anyone want it?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFkYKB2fCKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h4HxHOLLFyg/s1600-h/P1030457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFkYKB2fCKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h4HxHOLLFyg/s400/P1030457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213224604232779938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFkYKRMPw8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/i-Ep1S5rp5k/s1600-h/P1030458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFkYKRMPw8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/i-Ep1S5rp5k/s400/P1030458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213224608350585794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/G2ZcByQI4eo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/G2ZcByQI4eo/donated-furniture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFkYKB2fCKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h4HxHOLLFyg/s72-c/P1030457.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/donated-furniture.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-4213304505309574333</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-14T13:33:03.860-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adult Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Power Trippin' people drive me banana</category><title>Saturday update with pictures</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a crazy week, that's mostly why I didn't update but I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my student, I hired him Tuesday in the late evening, he starts on June 25st and I'm happy about this (TFB is happy too). Will I be willing to do the process again next year? I can't answer now but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church council on Tuesday night was, let's put it this way "weird", &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-grief-i-feel-like-im-rebel.html"&gt;Mr. Power Trippin&lt;/a&gt;' was on a roll. Not only did his actions bother me but The Tall Friend saw it himself, The Friendly Boss too, I think he has huge issues with women and I am one. That's one of the problem with the clergy, some of them can't stand women, they think we are inferior and react strangely to our presence. Whatever... (I would write more about the issue but with my luck, someone from the Parish will find my blog and know I'm referring to "him", I could refer to him as "He, who shall not be named". &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures for &lt;a href="http://onegalsmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Gal&lt;/a&gt;, of my purse and my shoes and the new shoes I got yesterday. The brown leather shoes and purse I bought last week and the black leather highheels shoes, I got yesterday. I love 'em. I feel feminine, hot, sexy... &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt; (sorry for the crappy pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick last night with acid reflux and for some reason, puked my gut out until 1h00 AM. The freaking acid burns... Oh my gosh, but I'm better now, I did think I was not going to survive this but all is well. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just vacuumed, mop the floors and did laundry. I'm going back to reading a book and relaxing. I need this, after a few week of Parish's hell, I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAKgnA5fI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GX-lo129OQc/s1600-h/P1030442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAKgnA5fI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GX-lo129OQc/s400/P1030442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211790849326769650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQALqa5n2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/WOJ2IyHrjvE/s1600-h/P1030448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQALqa5n2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/WOJ2IyHrjvE/s400/P1030448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211790869140184930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAL6FeVjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/e-gUTMXA1CM/s1600-h/P1030450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAL6FeVjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/e-gUTMXA1CM/s400/P1030450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211790873345283634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAMZzzZbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fYRhWU5TZoM/s1600-h/P1030453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAMZzzZbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fYRhWU5TZoM/s400/P1030453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211790881861100978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/C_STF7ifnxU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/C_STF7ifnxU/saturday-update-with-pictures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RNhrk8t0H-o/SFQAKgnA5fI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GX-lo129OQc/s72-c/P1030442.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-update-with-pictures.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-3962046855005137502</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T09:22:14.186-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Annoying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer job</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><title>I hate this...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once again this morning we had an interview for the &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; summer job. The person was very interested when I called yesterday and invited them for an interview at 9h00 AM tuesday morning but called 30 minutes before to cancel. The person had my &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; home number but instead of telling ME, called the Parish's office to cancel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I looked like when The Friendly Boss called to let me know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I hung up, took a long shower while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw that, what the hell is wrong with this generation? Doesn't anyone want to work damnit? Full time job for 6 weeks, the work isn't very hard, it's interesting and fun and no one wants it? Fuck that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the lady at the local Service Canada Center for Youth, she's always been nice with me. She was telling me that they are lacking student to fill all the positions available. Great positions that were easily filled in the past years are not being filled this year. Student don't really wanna work. It reassured me to see this was NOT just about us. But it still pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was up to me at the moment, I would just throw the towel. This sucks, royally sucks. I know it has nothing to do with me as a human but it's taking it's toll on me because I'm the silly one who's working like crazy on this for no fucking results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today is not my day. I'm too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/UZFh6xGqM30" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/UZFh6xGqM30/i-hate-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-this.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-6393827934565292914</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-07T00:34:51.537-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My super friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parish Life</category><title>Friday shopping therapy</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To forget about my week of hell with The Parish's stuff, I went shopping with &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-interview-for-college-program-is.html"&gt;The New Blogger&lt;/a&gt;. She doesn't like shopping but needed some things and you know me, I enjoy shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my first high heel shoes, they are in brown leather, they are gorgeous. I got a matching purse (leather) that I'm in love with, capri's and a green shirt. We had a good dinner with The Tall Friend and the kiddos and I'm just happily sitting at home. I'm watching TV, just because I haven't had a time to watch any in the past week and I'm just going to sleep in tomorrow. I want to go to the library and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/RWOxP26RbOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/RWOxP26RbOw/friday-shopping-therapy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-shopping-therapy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-7544858576054061311</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T23:44:20.150-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slice of life</category><title>Slice of life</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We need to do the process to hire someone all over again. It's a real PITA but it needs to be done. I've been trying to get the word out that we are looking for a student for the job, seriously been doing that constantly since yesterday at 15h15, it's going to have to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had meetings related to The Parish non-stop, I want to sleep in tomorrow and maybe go shopping? &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt; After my meeting this afternoon I drop by my hairdresser for a cut, I needed to feel pretty and take a break, then tonight I went to eat with a friend and we stopped at The Passionate One's for a coffee, it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we need to hire a student that will do the job, pray for us? TFB is unavailable this week due to engagements so I'm trying to find applicants that we will interview next week. I want to do the job, I want to do my share of the work because that's what team work is about. I'm a fixer, I can do this. I will "fix" the situation. I'm an action type of girl, I HATE inaction and reaction, I'm pro-active, I'm strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action = power = control over a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What relaxes me at night is to play "Who has the biggest brain?" on Facebook, a friend of mine hooked me on this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/XCV06e_AWMo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/XCV06e_AWMo/slice-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/slice-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-4910625134253396065</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T10:32:07.848-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crazy world</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">what the heck?</category><title>Annulment of Muslim Marriage Over False Virginity Claim Sparks Outrage in France</title><description>From &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/The%20annulment%20of%20a%20young%20Muslim%20couple%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99s%20marriage%20because%20the%20bride%20was%20not%20a%20virgin%20has%20caused%20anger%20in%20France,%20prompting%20President%20Sarkozy%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99s%20party%20to%20call%20for%20a%20change%20in%20the%20law."&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The annulment of a young Muslim couple’s marriage because the bride was not a virgin has caused anger in France, prompting President Sarkozy’s party to call for a change in the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision by a court in Lille was condemned by the Government, media, feminists and civil rights organisations after it was reported in a legal journal on Thursday. Patrick Devedjian, leader of the ruling Union for a Popular Movement, said it was unacceptable that the law could be used for religious reasons to repudiate a bride. It must be modified “to put an end to this extremely disturbing situation”, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case, which had previously gone unreported, involved an engineer in his 30s, named as Mr X, who married Ms Y, a student nurse in her 20s, in 2006. The wedding night party was still under way at the family’s home in Roubaix when the groom came down from the bedroom complaining that his bride was not a virgin. He could not display the blood-stained sheet that is traditionally exhibited as proof of the bride’s “purity”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr X went to court the following morning and was granted a annulment on the grounds that his bride had deceived him on “one of the essential elements” of the marriage. In disgrace with both families, she acknowledged that she had led her groom to believe that she was a virgin when she had already had sexual intercourse. She did not oppose the annulment.&lt;br /&gt;Related Links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Debate over Muslim brides’ virginity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Sex advice: I'm a 35 year-old Muslim virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Teacher at Muslim school 'was asked if she was a virgin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critics ran out of superlatives to condemn what they depicted as a dangerous aberration. Valérie Létard, Minister for Women’s Rights, said that she was “shocked to see that today in France the civil law can be used to diminish the status of women”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisabeth Badinter, a philosopher and pioneer of women’s legal rights, said that she felt shame for the French justice system. “The sexuality of women in France is a private and free matter,” she said. “The annulment will just serve to send young Muslim girls running to hospitals to have their hymens restored.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although officially discouraged, the 30-minute operation is in increasing demand from Muslim women who fear the consequences of being unable to prove their virginity on their wedding night. Numerous agencies offer services for surgery trips to north African nations. One is offering a “hymenoplasty trip” to Tunis for €1,250 (£980). Internet sites and blogs are full of would-be brides in fear of the test of “the blood-soaked sheet”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While ministers fulminated against the Lille decision, a different stand was taken by Rachida Dati, the Justice Minister, who has Moroccan and Tunisian parents. The law had, she said, protected the bride. “Annulling a marriage is a way of protecting the person who perhaps wants to undo a marriage. I think this young girl wanted . . . to separate quite quickly. The law is there to protect vulnerable people,” Ms Dati said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annulment was defended by Xavier Labbée, the lawyer who acted for Ms Y. The decision was justified by the bride’s deception, not her sexual history, he argued. “Quite simply it is about a lie,” he said. “Religion did not motivate the decision . . . but it is true that religious convictions played a role.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requests for annulments have risen sharply to nearly 2,000 a year in France, but experts could recall no case involving non-virginity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the news here today, they're saying that Quebec's civil law is similar to France's civil law and such a judgement  could be made here. What the hell? An annulment because the bride was not a virgin. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" height="15" width="15" /&gt; I'm outraged! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/62bmCCU30uk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/62bmCCU30uk/annulment-of-muslim-marriage-over-false.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/annulment-of-muslim-marriage-over-false.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2363442538822503796.post-923381139481789948</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T00:43:30.832-04:00</atom:updated><title>Well, well, well...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have got ourselves a student for the summer job at The Parish. We scheduled 5 interviews today, 1 cancelled 30 minutes before, one didn't come and 3 were interviewed. One will get a call tomorrow and will be very happy to hear the news. It was NOT a difficult choice. &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/12/talk-i-had-twice-this-weekend.html"&gt;The Friendly Boss &lt;/a&gt;will call the 3 students to let them know our decision, if they have or don't have the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the student really lost points when she started to talk about one place where she send her resume, and named her and called her lots of ugly names. Seriously, it was hard not to roll my eyes at her. &lt;a href="http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2007/12/talk-i-had-twice-this-weekend.html"&gt;TFB&lt;/a&gt; said he will be telling her, as constructive criticism that it's not appropriate to act like this and that she needs to stop doing this during interviews that it's hurting her. He worked human resources, he knows what he's talking about. I mean, I know it's fucking inappropriate to do it but he'll be good at telling her gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident about the one we picked, absolutely confident in her capacities and the work she will do. It's going to make my job easier this summer. (TFB and I will be her supervisors and be there for her if she needs anything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we got some work done with The Tall Friend around 19h30 because we've got a big meeting with all of our employee and our volunteers tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be posting The Ugly Couch soon... I think I'll take pictures without The Friendly Boss in them. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~4/PIMWeZMwbXw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DiaryOfACatholicChurchWorker/~3/PIMWeZMwbXw/well-well-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (No Nonsense Girl)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenononsense.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-well-well.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
