<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486</id><updated>2026-05-31T05:20:33.664-05:00</updated><category term="WP"/><category term="Blog Designs"/><category term="TV"/><category term="Weather"/><category term="Stupid People"/><category term="Cooking"/><category term="England"/><category term="Food"/><category term="Movies"/><category term="Drivel"/><category term="Driving"/><category term="Misc"/><category term="Quiz"/><category term="Buying Shit"/><category term="Reading"/><category term="Relationships"/><category term="Work"/><category term="Burnt Food"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Gym"/><category term="immigration"/><category term="Babysitting"/><category term="Stupid things"/><category term="Americans"/><category term="Bathrooms"/><category term="Gossip"/><category term="Jobs"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Tracey"/><category term="Moans"/><category term="Spoilt Women"/><category term="Sport"/><category term="Birthday"/><category term="Hott"/><category term="Mess"/><category term="Rude"/><category term="Tinkerbell"/><category term="Wales"/><category term="Babies"/><category term="Bitch"/><category term="Good Friends"/><category term="Joke"/><category term="Old Boyfriends"/><category term="Tag"/><category term="Bad Habits"/><category term="Bad Hair Day"/><category term="Bloody Blogger"/><category term="Break Up&#39;s"/><category term="Bureaucracy"/><category term="Cheating"/><category term="Death"/><category term="Disaster"/><category term="Eating Out"/><category term="Google"/><category term="Laundry"/><category term="Moving"/><category term="New Year"/><category term="Ouch"/><category term="PC"/><category term="Rant"/><category term="Sex"/><category term="Shoes"/><category term="Sleep"/><category term="Sleepy"/><category term="Unpaid debts"/><category term="house"/><category term="wants and needs"/><category term="American Idol"/><category term="Bad Penny"/><category term="Bad driving"/><category term="Bargain"/><category term="Cat"/><category term="Childhood"/><category term="Cleaning"/><category term="Comic"/><category term="Crafts"/><category term="Deja Vu"/><category term="Fin"/><category term="Good Deeds"/><category term="Injury"/><category term="Kiss my Ass"/><category term="Lesbians"/><category term="Link"/><category term="Lonely"/><category term="Meeting the in-Law"/><category term="Men"/><category term="Noise"/><category term="Old friends"/><category term="Pamper"/><category term="Road Trip"/><category term="Smells"/><category term="Tea"/><category term="The end"/><category term="Trash"/><category term="Undies"/><category term="Winner"/><category term="Zelda"/><category term="holidays"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s a Pixie thing...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-2888650874916744212</id><published>2008-04-06T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:01:38.175-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The end"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSPmx46uQwAu-aLtaNrfmYWXe7-s7OYhwZiuYGpj7qorqW7VfRYhfvk_6gNO22som2dCMgfrqdAX69EELcEo-m-4Xt_52yu6dT2BUl7YflMfJZ3ySHZbvTdoazo0gUMTkEidW5hA/s1600-h/closed7ko.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186502294798572770&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSPmx46uQwAu-aLtaNrfmYWXe7-s7OYhwZiuYGpj7qorqW7VfRYhfvk_6gNO22som2dCMgfrqdAX69EELcEo-m-4Xt_52yu6dT2BUl7YflMfJZ3ySHZbvTdoazo0gUMTkEidW5hA/s320/closed7ko.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its been fun, but I simply don&#39;t have the time to devote to you all anymore, maybe one day I will be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you all already, keep in touch.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/2888650874916744212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/2888650874916744212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-fun-but-i-simply-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSPmx46uQwAu-aLtaNrfmYWXe7-s7OYhwZiuYGpj7qorqW7VfRYhfvk_6gNO22som2dCMgfrqdAX69EELcEo-m-4Xt_52yu6dT2BUl7YflMfJZ3ySHZbvTdoazo0gUMTkEidW5hA/s72-c/closed7ko.png" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-7662817612389447067</id><published>2008-03-23T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:46:32.538-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>New addition.....</title><content type='html'>First I want to let you guys know I have not fallen off the face of the earth, despite my good intentions to be a better blogger again I have fallen by the way side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway moving on, work is great, no major automobile mishaps, haven&#39;t been affected by the flooding, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new member in the house hold , a kitten. We picked her up last Tuesday evening got home and that was the last we saw of her until yesterday morning..&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that assure me she had not escaped was the fact that every morning I checked her food bowl and food was missing....Of course that could have been mice, but the I doubt mice would use the kitty litter box in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I searched the house high and low, I looked in the washing machine, the tumble dryer and even the dishwasher. No cat. Then on Saturday morning I went into the basement to do some laundry and saw a movement out of the corner of my eye, low and behold there under the stair she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So up the stairs I came cat in had, she sat with me on the sofa, purring away, she had a bit of cream from my starbucks frappuccino and then she was gone for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;This time her hiding place was into the demoed bathroom wall, through the wall under the bathtub in our bedroom- still purring away.&lt;br /&gt;I coaxed her out and after around 30 minutes was able to grab her while WP secured the hole to thwart further attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time she stayed around and did all the usual kitten things, ate my hair attacked the chain around my neck, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;pounced&lt;/span&gt; on her twitching tail ( which at the time was on my leg).&lt;br /&gt;Then she came to  bed with us, but for her it was not bedtime of course so she made do with eating my hair again and trying to get as close to lying across my neck as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Some time in the night she must have got up to use the bathroom or eat or something because she then woke us up meowing to get back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the same thing again a few hours later, anyway I think the only time she has ventured in to the basement today has been to use the litter box then she has spent the rest of her time &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;clawing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;pouncing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;purring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WP and I  have been thinking up names but both seem to have settled on &quot;Cat&quot;- so Cat it is maybe I will spell it with a &quot;K&quot; so it looks more like a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Little brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tzyoyIRIPfqP2vrHZnCXNOaIDnKqu1hkRGkpQgak-1iyv3Z4BOMXmpRWBNUANgDS2ZTCkslBu-0YV9WiZNlMXXc2dFN_b8FsA_aq2ZfmXHmyKc-5UeAj0VEIjk4mi1Ff9JG5kA/s1600-h/cat.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tzyoyIRIPfqP2vrHZnCXNOaIDnKqu1hkRGkpQgak-1iyv3Z4BOMXmpRWBNUANgDS2ZTCkslBu-0YV9WiZNlMXXc2dFN_b8FsA_aq2ZfmXHmyKc-5UeAj0VEIjk4mi1Ff9JG5kA/s320/cat.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181101871640059090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Yes those claws are sharp, I have the scratches to prove it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats about it, I cannot think of anything else of interest, work, dinner, sleep, dismay at the snow flakes today but they seem to have all melted away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Happy Easter everyone and I will try to catch up with you all in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/7662817612389447067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/7662817612389447067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-addition.html' title='New addition.....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tzyoyIRIPfqP2vrHZnCXNOaIDnKqu1hkRGkpQgak-1iyv3Z4BOMXmpRWBNUANgDS2ZTCkslBu-0YV9WiZNlMXXc2dFN_b8FsA_aq2ZfmXHmyKc-5UeAj0VEIjk4mi1Ff9JG5kA/s72-c/cat.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4938397037579925181</id><published>2008-03-11T21:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:34:58.114-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bad driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>I would love my job.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;a lot more if I did not have to drive to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GpvBak1tr4QkIm_qnIWZ54sLQSxjGYSM1v0ig7Guf-ofDvXfO4tmq_c5a9PAy7sdFZL3HpUH3a09Jm3d_EbZS62y6sK4rEpuqbEkIavKhb7X_4KIScJdyJSiRHGnFQSEsm4s0A/s1600-h/mban1710l.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GpvBak1tr4QkIm_qnIWZ54sLQSxjGYSM1v0ig7Guf-ofDvXfO4tmq_c5a9PAy7sdFZL3HpUH3a09Jm3d_EbZS62y6sK4rEpuqbEkIavKhb7X_4KIScJdyJSiRHGnFQSEsm4s0A/s320/mban1710l.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176669969894115186&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I really &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; driving, I am getting better at merging and swapping lanes but now fear on and off ramps that make you dizzy and lean outwards in your seat. Unfortunetly I have to use one to get off the highway at work and then again to get off the highway to get on another highway after work...&lt;br /&gt;So last week with the 12 inches of snow the company decided we could all go home at 1.30, great! BUT there was no way in hell I was going to even attempt to drive home so I decided to leave the car at work and wait for WP to pick me up when he finished work (which should have been 7pm- but he took a couple of hours and came at 5)- Yes thats right I would rather stay and WORK. It was great actually I got loads done and it was so quiet, no telephones ringing, no interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the next evening the snow had melted quite a bit, the highways were clear so I drove home with no mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the next morning roads looked clear, everyone was driving normally...I get off the highway round the bend on the hill and then start to slow down (there is a quite tight turn which I have to take to turn of Manchester Rd). I touched my breaks and skidded, quite badly, I nearly hit the concrete wall to my right, so out of panic I turned left (yes foot still on the break), anyway to cut a long story short I ended up facing the wrong way round on the one way street. Lucky for me traffic was light and not too fast- It was all over in a matter of seconds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the car around and saw two more cars pulled over to the side of the road &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;S$%T&lt;/span&gt;, I must have hit them or caused them to hit each other! So I pulled over behind then to do I don&#39;t know what- exchange insurance , wait for the police ???&lt;br /&gt;The woman was on the phone to the police (by this time my knees were knocking) and the guy was inspecting the (&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;very smashed&lt;/span&gt; ) front of his car...&lt;br /&gt;I went up to him and he turned and asked me if he had hit me to, I said no had I caused the accident and he said no he had skidded on a patch of ice, which I assume was the same ice I had hit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Phew!&lt;/span&gt; not my fault after all, that would not have looked very good to the police, the bank, the insurance company or worst still my husband had the car just over a week and already causing accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow the guy thanked me for stopping and I went on my way, I just hope, pray, wish, whatever that we have seen the last of the snow and ice now, I don&#39;t think my last nerve could take anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously thinking of looking around for one of those advanced driving courses where they teach you how to skid and all that jazz, but then its all very well doing it when you know you are going to do it, its another matter when you just sort of go onto autopilot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Told you I was a terrible driver...oh the shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I am going to do my best to visit you guys this week, I know I am getting very lax and I am sorry, I just don&#39;t know where the days go, look at this 9.30 already I am late going to bed LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Wednesday =)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4938397037579925181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4938397037579925181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-would-love-my-job.html' title='I would love my job.....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GpvBak1tr4QkIm_qnIWZ54sLQSxjGYSM1v0ig7Guf-ofDvXfO4tmq_c5a9PAy7sdFZL3HpUH3a09Jm3d_EbZS62y6sK4rEpuqbEkIavKhb7X_4KIScJdyJSiRHGnFQSEsm4s0A/s72-c/mban1710l.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-6841096874095622282</id><published>2008-03-02T12:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:42:46.067-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>Driven to distraction...</title><content type='html'>Well I am still loving the job- its getting a little easier, I am starting to remember the sales mens names and what area they cover, which saves a lot of time I would have to spend looking them up on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WP took Monday off to sort out getting my car,he picked me up from work in it. I did not like it at first, not the style or colour but the way it felt to drive and sounded, its got a really loud sporty exhaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yhpD7amFHPoz793BjgaCQd8U2GfAogjwfUe5X9sW-Q_CGyB2ulvQCf6pMDiZh_s-2C67AK_GSvJnQEvGH4l0h368AAM5UapaNAmKpVJ93aqb5IezdcrjjqxqRPADA_31E4vTMA/s1600-h/DSCF1157.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yhpD7amFHPoz793BjgaCQd8U2GfAogjwfUe5X9sW-Q_CGyB2ulvQCf6pMDiZh_s-2C67AK_GSvJnQEvGH4l0h368AAM5UapaNAmKpVJ93aqb5IezdcrjjqxqRPADA_31E4vTMA/s320/DSCF1157.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173231982146236050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday night we went to bed and I had a mini meltdown (with tears) about the thought of driving to work the next morning, mainly the prospect of crossing two lanes when I get onto the dreaded I-270. I even suggested we not only move house but I could maybe rent an apartment near to work- By this time I was probably a little delusional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WP, the sweet man he is he offered to drive me to work the next day.I bet he thought I was pathetic though too, but he did not say it, which was nice, because I thought I was pathetic too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I hardly slept, I had stomach ache, I was up long before the alarm and left the house by 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;I started the engine, fiddled about with the seat and mirrors,I still was not happy with them but I wanted to try and beat the rush hour, which I think I ended up at the start of it.&lt;br /&gt;I drove down the road with my heart banging against my ribcage , my knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel so hard and my lower back was aching by the time I got to work from being scared to relax in the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it! I made it there by 6.50 ish ( I start work at 8am) LOL. Good job we have electronic keys to get into our office.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get down to work but the little nagging thought of having to drive home again was at the back of my mind the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;4.50 came and so did the stomach cramps... I emailed WP at work and said I did not want to go home, I even thought about driving to his place of work and waiting for him there ( I know the non highway way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by 5.15 I plucked up the courage to leave, and I was on my way again, I was on 270 doing ok and my phone rang, it was WP wondering if I had left yet- I told him I had to get off the phone quick because I had to have both hands on the wheel, then the traffic slowed right down which was great- I must be the only person who does not mind being stuck in highway traffic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home around 5.50 ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning I left a little later, my hands were not gripping the wheel so hard and I sat back in the seat.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was even better, I have my mirrors set up to just where I want them so I know when I look in my left mirror I am seeing the lane to the side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday he drove me so he could take the car to get new brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went out and about to do a few errands, and it was great, had the windows down, the radio on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its going to be all ok!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6841096874095622282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6841096874095622282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/03/driven-to-distraction.html' title='Driven to distraction...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yhpD7amFHPoz793BjgaCQd8U2GfAogjwfUe5X9sW-Q_CGyB2ulvQCf6pMDiZh_s-2C67AK_GSvJnQEvGH4l0h368AAM5UapaNAmKpVJ93aqb5IezdcrjjqxqRPADA_31E4vTMA/s72-c/DSCF1157.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-3934807502503247861</id><published>2008-02-28T21:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:19:56.510-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>This was in the mailbox..</title><content type='html'>when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmGDch0fovjDBJS0aIaDbRrX5ApM_GQPqpflFhiZgx6FThWkE-Jjs3M3x8zEmmhnI0ZLojyOTFQl_ddW3aJDz5HueKwIntT7tHyjpDfT8KR5hUbQrgtrd749pX02KeMlaTx_yAqw/s1600-h/pc.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmGDch0fovjDBJS0aIaDbRrX5ApM_GQPqpflFhiZgx6FThWkE-Jjs3M3x8zEmmhnI0ZLojyOTFQl_ddW3aJDz5HueKwIntT7tHyjpDfT8KR5hUbQrgtrd749pX02KeMlaTx_yAqw/s320/pc.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172234884013633154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;TA DAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*I wish I could say I looked this good on the green card but think more along the lines of mug shot after sleeping rough for a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry I have not have the time to post properly or visit you guys, have been ever so busy. I am going to make time to tell you all my news on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to hearing all about my car, my &quot;mini&quot; panic attack and my driving to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday( wow Friday already!)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/3934807502503247861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/3934807502503247861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-was-in-mailbox.html' title='This was in the mailbox..'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmGDch0fovjDBJS0aIaDbRrX5ApM_GQPqpflFhiZgx6FThWkE-Jjs3M3x8zEmmhnI0ZLojyOTFQl_ddW3aJDz5HueKwIntT7tHyjpDfT8KR5hUbQrgtrd749pX02KeMlaTx_yAqw/s72-c/pc.gif" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-8737495931820639113</id><published>2008-02-23T21:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:01:54.372-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sleepy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>I am shattered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TOI5JSpZBCO0773xh-2fyNYUR-fdv3jvGANs2BvgyitJxL2A5KqW-N8TS69Bb_EORn1pCH_bBOCFZx6_urSl8zHwtc93DMPORrlyKybk5h19H4LrtNhhSWOcesZ7K3hyYS-pmw/s1600-h/garfbusytp7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TOI5JSpZBCO0773xh-2fyNYUR-fdv3jvGANs2BvgyitJxL2A5KqW-N8TS69Bb_EORn1pCH_bBOCFZx6_urSl8zHwtc93DMPORrlyKybk5h19H4LrtNhhSWOcesZ7K3hyYS-pmw/s320/garfbusytp7.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170382701574018034&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Work:&lt;/span&gt; well I will try to fill in as best as I can without rambling on too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems really nice, of course I have met that many people I think it will take a while to remember all the names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it&#39;s going to be a lot of hard work, for instance I have been there one week and already worked two and a half hours overtime ( and I don&#39;t know what I am doing yet!)&lt;br /&gt;I think my longest lunch &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt; has been something like 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still its really interesting, basically we take orders from salesmen and companies for TV ad space.&lt;br /&gt;I print off the faxed and emailed orders as they come in, sort them all out into deadline and non deadline, then log them all and pass them onto the billing dept as soon as we can so they can work them and then pass them on to the people who assign air times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added to that I have to log and send off to the bank all the checks that come in, keep on top of the faxes and mail for the rest of the department,collect any customer videotapes, order all the office supplies and lots more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am still only learning, the woman who does the job now (and types a million times faster then me) is really nice and is very patient with dumb ole me.....I hope I can get the hang of it because on my first day the other assistant (for a different region) was &quot;let go&quot; because she could not do the job &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*YIKES*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we both have been doing her work as well,hence the quick lunch hours and overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short I am &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;shattered&lt;/span&gt;, its going to take a few weeks to get back into a work routine, as well as still having to make dinner, do the laundry, the housework and all the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My desk is still tidy btw...well apart from the huge pile of orders to face on Monday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out of the office on Thursday (which added to the pressure on Friday)- We all (and the area salespeople- more people to meet and try to remember their names....) had to meet up at a local hotel, of course that was the day with all the bad weather, I made it there by the skin of my teeth but some people coming from the south were stuck in traffic &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;5 hours&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day spent listening to various company presidents, professional speakers, video watching and then team building exercises which included teams having to create a &quot;jingle&quot; for the company and then getting on stage to sing it!!!! We were the last (and most reluctant) group to get up on stage, we tried to get out of it but were basically &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;FORCED&lt;/span&gt; by the women running the &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&quot; part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were we the last group but by far the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt; group to, we also had the added &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt; of being filmed as well- I blush now at the very thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the less said about that day the better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Moving quickly on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was spent driving around area car lots looking for some wheels, there is not a great deal out there in my price range, added to the fact that I don&#39;t even have any proof of an income yet so WP is probably going to have to be on the loan with me. we have one possible but of course they don&#39;t finance themselves and the bank was shut by this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to fill out the online loan application but the stupid thing kept freezing and playing up so things are going to have to wait until next week now, then probably til next Saturday before I can physically do anything- Gosh I don&#39;t know how people have time to work and fit in everything else thats needs Mon-Fri attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided against posting the wedding photos, they are not that great, but to paint some sort of picture, the groom wore a pimp suit, hat and cane and had white spats on his black shoes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I get to grocery shop- alone weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then its early to bed to try and catch up on some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I hope this drivel makes some sort of sense, I am not at my sharpest tonight - thank goodness for spell check!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8737495931820639113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8737495931820639113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-shattered.html' title='I am shattered...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TOI5JSpZBCO0773xh-2fyNYUR-fdv3jvGANs2BvgyitJxL2A5KqW-N8TS69Bb_EORn1pCH_bBOCFZx6_urSl8zHwtc93DMPORrlyKybk5h19H4LrtNhhSWOcesZ7K3hyYS-pmw/s72-c/garfbusytp7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-6211835811102597792</id><published>2008-02-21T06:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:53:16.430-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>Just checking in....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggq7UrYrCehPd9Lh4wq92zz8CK_EiS2kQFUz3iIrJlUbqe56pJdR7e5M9fmcx3egDq8JsfjFcs_qAjjEf58dTGWUpgwNHg7vY3gWUE-Xu8ycy9cPpfkdPHUNuj1dAaFftMizlktQ/s1600-h/bd.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggq7UrYrCehPd9Lh4wq92zz8CK_EiS2kQFUz3iIrJlUbqe56pJdR7e5M9fmcx3egDq8JsfjFcs_qAjjEf58dTGWUpgwNHg7vY3gWUE-Xu8ycy9cPpfkdPHUNuj1dAaFftMizlktQ/s320/bd.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169415517888631778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Extra quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lovin the office and the people, I am still shadowing someone else on the job but will go into more detail at the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been crazy this week........Will endeavour to fill you all in either Saturday or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta rush peeps, drive safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6211835811102597792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6211835811102597792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-checking-in.html' title='Just checking in....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggq7UrYrCehPd9Lh4wq92zz8CK_EiS2kQFUz3iIrJlUbqe56pJdR7e5M9fmcx3egDq8JsfjFcs_qAjjEf58dTGWUpgwNHg7vY3gWUE-Xu8ycy9cPpfkdPHUNuj1dAaFftMizlktQ/s72-c/bd.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-1353804385683422461</id><published>2008-02-15T13:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:28:25.405-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>The Last Friday...</title><content type='html'>Just came to me this is the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; Friday I am going to be sitting here blogging (well for a while anyway), not only that but the last Friday I will spend with WP (he has Friday and Saturday off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure he won&#39;t miss me in the least ( he is taking a nap as I type this) in fact he will be glad to get rid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I drove on the HIGHWAY Wp&#39;s bro decided he wanted to go to the Dr&#39;s (&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;without an appointment&lt;/span&gt;) but whatever it was not my gas being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove him there and back- for you St Louisans I drove from St Charles all the way to Big Bend, wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not too bad, I only had to make sure I swapped over 2 lanes as I got onto the highway and coming back I never had to swap at all, nice and easy just stayed in the inside (or is it outside?) lane the whole way back and then crossed over to my exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I drove to the post office from the house into St Charles &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;SOLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I was in the wrong lane coming back but I pushed myself over and got there and back in one piece, with nobody having to sound their horn or give me the finger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still feels &quot;naughty&quot; to be driving alone, guess it&#39;s something I will have to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmnc9oHXlJOXA3K_2NpCSbOMiCwLXTtmo2BXzbCWXZzH7_8-tFqMLhti6DlqmfEOGl85Ed5ob0M-w49Y4CyiXz7yO5UoHoRxfgfpG3DYe9brRv7TC6k9RtCnOUkN0F3JnUKZTOw/s1600-h/jumperposter.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmnc9oHXlJOXA3K_2NpCSbOMiCwLXTtmo2BXzbCWXZzH7_8-tFqMLhti6DlqmfEOGl85Ed5ob0M-w49Y4CyiXz7yO5UoHoRxfgfpG3DYe9brRv7TC6k9RtCnOUkN0F3JnUKZTOw/s320/jumperposter.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167298842041045970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to thee the Jumper, it was ok- the effects were really good but the storyline could have been better.Hayden Christensen the main character was bugging me where I had seen him before, well I just looked him up and of course he played Anakin Skywalker. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;Other then having a piece of popcorn thrown at me, the couple behind us talking for about the first hour and then the guy half of the couple falling asleep and snoring through the last 15 minutes of the film it was pretty uneventful...&lt;br /&gt;oh I nipped out halfway through to get WP another soda and the three (young) men at the counter were gushing over my accent and asking me about football (soccer)- &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Phfft&lt;/span&gt; do I look like a football fan? I said no I did not like football and one of them said did I like to watch Darts???errr no, finally to shut them up I said if I had to watch sport I preferred baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it! we have a wedding reception this evening, should be interesting, however I am not sure how &quot;secure&quot; this blog is so I may never mention the goings on ala wedding reception again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the best laugh, we drove all the way to the Dr&#39;s only to find they had closed at noon. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Haaa Haaaa&lt;/span&gt;, guess thats why it&#39;s a good idea to call first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday Folks!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/1353804385683422461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/1353804385683422461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-friday.html' title='The Last Friday...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmnc9oHXlJOXA3K_2NpCSbOMiCwLXTtmo2BXzbCWXZzH7_8-tFqMLhti6DlqmfEOGl85Ed5ob0M-w49Y4CyiXz7yO5UoHoRxfgfpG3DYe9brRv7TC6k9RtCnOUkN0F3JnUKZTOw/s72-c/jumperposter.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-5802950285766271288</id><published>2008-02-14T11:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:33:49.354-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><title type='text'>Scary stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2IQk_uuH9WTx-6ZoiDdS_2IK5H_AbMWmTNo52YCYj6ucCfiRnRvn__q_53XwQT2xzOB0i14Rn_ciLq38CtIfjy31kYlq6MzPEMvMgBlmw7AR2HF0CkqntkhZMNvPA70JtqCxng/s1600-h/DL.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2IQk_uuH9WTx-6ZoiDdS_2IK5H_AbMWmTNo52YCYj6ucCfiRnRvn__q_53XwQT2xzOB0i14Rn_ciLq38CtIfjy31kYlq6MzPEMvMgBlmw7AR2HF0CkqntkhZMNvPA70JtqCxng/s320/DL.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166895849554629570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from taking my driving test, I did not think I was ready (having not practiced parallel parking since the other day behind the trash can).&lt;br /&gt;The fact is I start work on Monday and I figure once I am working Mon- Fir 8-5 when would I get time to get it done. The test stations are Mon- Fri and they close at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WP&#39;s bro did not seem too pleased when I asked him this morning I could tell he wanted to say no, he though I should wait til I have more experience and then do it...&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;(Can you tell he has a lot of faith in my driving)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is great but When I am working all week and he works til 11pm when am I going to get the extra experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the station, thankfully (or not) there was one person before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy before me got called by out and he held the door open for the woman examiner to go out before him, she declined and told him to go out first- &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Yikes a feminist&lt;/span&gt;,Not that I am against opening a door myself at all.I would never ever dream of waiting for a guy to open the door, if I reach the door first I will open it.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought she could have just accepted his kindness and gone through the door without a word!&lt;br /&gt;This did not help my nerves I can tell you, luckily for me there another lady them came out to take me, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I did not dare hold the door open for her&lt;/span&gt; but just went through first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all the signal, brake light checking and then she had me show her the wipers, high beam, defrost etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me to turn right as we left the parking lot, so what did I do signal left and had it in my mind to turn LEFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;This is going to be bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she kindly said we need to turn right, so I apologised and corrected myself.&lt;br /&gt;Next sticky moment turning left at a traffic light (Left turn yield on green) I was waiting for the actual left arrow to turn green and the car behind sounded it&#39;s horn at me, upon which the light turned to red anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the glare from the 4x4 behind me, as the light turned to green I asked the examiner if she wanted me to just take her back to the test station now (thinking I had blown it). She said no, I think it went ok from there on, I parked on the hill, reversed in a straight line, and then pulled over to the side of the road as though an emergency vesicle was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back, my knees began to shake at the sight of the dreaded parallel parking cones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I thought what the heck I have failed anyway so there is nothing left to loose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered to indicate, I began to turn into the space, I just winged it, I waited until the right hand cone was in the middle of my rear window and just turned the wheel the other way, put the car into drive and pulled forward to center myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody well did it!!!!!! I think I was a little bit lopsided at the front but it was a far cry from the horror stories I had had in my head of me knocking the cones over, people stopping to look and laugh etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked me to pull over into the parking lot and park, I turned off the engine and all she said was &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&quot;well you passed&quot;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say It took a few seconds and then I found myself gushing with thanks like an idiot, my eyes welled up and she said that she did not want to make me cry LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hug her, we got out and went back inside and guess what, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I held the door open for her, and she went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines day folks, oh and to my dear WP Happy Anniversary ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5802950285766271288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5802950285766271288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/scary-stuff.html' title='Scary stuff...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix2IQk_uuH9WTx-6ZoiDdS_2IK5H_AbMWmTNo52YCYj6ucCfiRnRvn__q_53XwQT2xzOB0i14Rn_ciLq38CtIfjy31kYlq6MzPEMvMgBlmw7AR2HF0CkqntkhZMNvPA70JtqCxng/s72-c/DL.gif" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4612240249660898472</id><published>2008-02-11T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:52:40.323-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bitch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>OK, So I am mean...</title><content type='html'>..but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Walmart with WP&#39;s bro. I finished shopping before him so I stood by the back of the checkouts to wait for him. I had lots of time to take in the staff (&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;because he is so slow&lt;/span&gt;) I saw this woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKS2Jhg9AkGQSxJ4-aUjV6ulNH7AQOUukZz8I5P6t1WHLbEaBOxcvaOo6aItck8QJVzH9_LQs-0E8gB8bpVKovLRUq23J_IXhAq_LSGKDatzjkHvz84qlOonqsnbvNNoZLfXEAkA/s1600-h/SSPX0093+copy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKS2Jhg9AkGQSxJ4-aUjV6ulNH7AQOUukZz8I5P6t1WHLbEaBOxcvaOo6aItck8QJVzH9_LQs-0E8gB8bpVKovLRUq23J_IXhAq_LSGKDatzjkHvz84qlOonqsnbvNNoZLfXEAkA/s320/SSPX0093+copy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165835658352448338&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;She went to work dressed like this?&lt;/span&gt; The picture does not do real justice but in short her hair was all greasy and looked like it had not seen a brush in a while, she is wearing what I suspect to be her (much larger) husbands jacket for cutting the firewood in, and please if you are going to be short and wear cropped pants:&lt;br /&gt;Get a shorter leg length ( I admit I have this problem and it&#39;s easier said then done) Or at least wear some no-show socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeeze, you would think even Walmart had some dress standards, why cant they shell out and supply everyone with a uniform of pants, a polo and a sweatshirt for the cooler days, they sell clothes for god&#39;s sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Anyway, lets move on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a voice mail from work ( have to get used to saying that) I passed my drug test (oral- Sorry &lt;a href=&quot;http://corkyslog.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Corky&lt;/a&gt;) and seems I am not on Americas most wanted list so they look forward to seeing me next Monday at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Now onto the driving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to parallel park this morning, first I moved WP&#39;s truck forward on the driveway and then I turned his Bro car around ( on the same same driveway- no mean feat- well for me anyway).&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a go, not so good. I did not hit anything but was aware all the time of how close the garage/trash can and porch posts seemed. this put me off a little ( my story and I am sticking to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I persuaded WP to come out with me, because I need to know when to turn this way and when to turn that way- When I say need to know when , I mean I need a reference point on the inside of the car so when it lines up with X I know to go the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he was a lot of help- &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Not.&lt;/span&gt; We changed places and he did it in like 1.5 seconds, before I had time to take anything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he went to work I moved the trash can to &quot;pretend&quot; it was the end of a car and had another go, I think I did ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkwpCvDtwqECniqLJsB1GSSTiKRzXhp3GauqdpNdf-2HF4larIHdZIQeDL1OzzVVS-6YJLpDtYHLG5EJWUkXrgzDSe2L0gYApwFbRAX8RtN_XAViuRHy7uFO1jQL1ZS2oECqATHA/s1600-h/DSCF1101.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkwpCvDtwqECniqLJsB1GSSTiKRzXhp3GauqdpNdf-2HF4larIHdZIQeDL1OzzVVS-6YJLpDtYHLG5EJWUkXrgzDSe2L0gYApwFbRAX8RtN_XAViuRHy7uFO1jQL1ZS2oECqATHA/s320/DSCF1101.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165839506643145570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;and after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnmOdG0qdGxqebLB4B1AqLknAF7Z6s__konALZ6IqhhpoHoWU_eiFpSfgWE7G1_I5fRne2Pt04oAaPFb9ZlGNh8B6vwg0MbQPeiy7Gx_FXtOUcykKRaAwRrUM1RevASY7hlweLQ/s1600-h/DSCF1102.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnmOdG0qdGxqebLB4B1AqLknAF7Z6s__konALZ6IqhhpoHoWU_eiFpSfgWE7G1_I5fRne2Pt04oAaPFb9ZlGNh8B6vwg0MbQPeiy7Gx_FXtOUcykKRaAwRrUM1RevASY7hlweLQ/s320/DSCF1102.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165839721391510386&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Not bad, I did it again and then decided it was too cold to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to take the test but I also don&#39;t want to because I am scared (lol), I know if I fail it the first time I won&#39;t want to go and do it again in case I get the same examiner.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to get it over with, because lets face it once I pass I am hopefully NEVER going to have to parallel park anywhere. I will look at all the other options: Walk the extra distance/ not go/ make sure I am not the one driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is someone who is kind and patient to tell me that I did it right (or show me when and where).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Do people like this exist?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4612240249660898472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4612240249660898472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-so-i-am-mean.html' title='OK, So I am mean...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKS2Jhg9AkGQSxJ4-aUjV6ulNH7AQOUukZz8I5P6t1WHLbEaBOxcvaOo6aItck8QJVzH9_LQs-0E8gB8bpVKovLRUq23J_IXhAq_LSGKDatzjkHvz84qlOonqsnbvNNoZLfXEAkA/s72-c/SSPX0093+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4264361455235550492</id><published>2008-02-07T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:03:06.864-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Just a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIheyDWwrSZtoFGDtdB1kh8eUlP_TFiYDCsWdTG3Le0G02Z0RF_KFH5Yt39kS6-pHPCbW-YkpmcMX2cNfYclGQZtbS8G3oA2ILTS_NHqwlCbflbnVhDhI7tvr4u6xzpeX7b9op_Q/s1600-h/f69.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIheyDWwrSZtoFGDtdB1kh8eUlP_TFiYDCsWdTG3Le0G02Z0RF_KFH5Yt39kS6-pHPCbW-YkpmcMX2cNfYclGQZtbS8G3oA2ILTS_NHqwlCbflbnVhDhI7tvr4u6xzpeX7b9op_Q/s320/f69.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164287001682165122&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in on Monday to sign the acceptance letter, the hourly pay was a pleasant surprise...&lt;br /&gt;I have been given a start date of Feb 18&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, providing my criminal background and drug tests come back ok- Which I am pretty sure they would.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to see my drivers license which of course I was still waiting for immigration to approve so I could not give them that number at the time. But I got the license the next day through the mail (permit of course), so I sent off a quick email to the lady in HR with the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I noticed is the DL expires on the same day as my work permit- which is annoying because &lt;strike&gt;IF&lt;/strike&gt; when I do pass my driving test I am going to have to re-new it before the year is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the parallel parking, I still have not attempted it because when the boys have had their days off the weather has been terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though I doubt very much it will be WP showing me, he has the patience of an angry wasp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother is not much better but because he and I are not married it works out just fine, he manages to hold any annoyance in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see if anyone has time tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing I have a favour to ask...&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered this new font which I love, to quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Calibri is a sans serif with soft rounded corners. It has a warm, friendly personality that isn&#39;t found in fonts like Arial and Helvetica. It is also the one typeface in the collection that is appropriate for use both in text sizes and larger headline sizes. &lt;p&gt;In Microsoft&#39;s promotional booklet, &quot;Now Read This,&quot; Calibri&#39;s designer Lucas de Groot says, &quot;Its proportions allow high impact in tightly set lines of big and small type alike.&quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He adds, &quot;This font is suitable for documents, e-mail, Web design, and magazines.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calibri set in regular, bold, or italic is a pleasure to read. The rounded corners create a smooth reading experience. As de Groot says, &quot;The family has a generous width that makes reading easier by emphasizing the reading direction.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am trying it out on one of my test sites and it works, but I read somewhere that it does not work for Mac users so if you have a Mac can you please look &lt;a href=&quot;http://tukchippytest.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and let me know if it looks the same as the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOHFQgKndFNzjexX_gdxYz12yO4SA-dqUVlgBbP4_azJUjtbuEWeMyeSrCjwi-JD10A_Qn4l75uFfQS5_yfMmS6yPNUW00bdWzFqll20wY__JAixWB2OJpuFjanQXCj-67Hf-D6A/s1600-h/calibri_demo.png.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOHFQgKndFNzjexX_gdxYz12yO4SA-dqUVlgBbP4_azJUjtbuEWeMyeSrCjwi-JD10A_Qn4l75uFfQS5_yfMmS6yPNUW00bdWzFqll20wY__JAixWB2OJpuFjanQXCj-67Hf-D6A/s320/calibri_demo.png.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164288251517648274&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Even if you don&#39;t use Mac can you have a look what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn&#39;t show for the majority then there is no point in using it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch, have a happy Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4264361455235550492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4264361455235550492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-quick-update-i-went-in-on-monday.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIheyDWwrSZtoFGDtdB1kh8eUlP_TFiYDCsWdTG3Le0G02Z0RF_KFH5Yt39kS6-pHPCbW-YkpmcMX2cNfYclGQZtbS8G3oA2ILTS_NHqwlCbflbnVhDhI7tvr4u6xzpeX7b9op_Q/s72-c/f69.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-9081578823575552977</id><published>2008-01-31T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:28:00.617-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>Look Out Workforce...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJP620LsFkZPnG9ExWr2ck9aoqp1YPNj5OWDmSs5PfFLUmC5DK4mtiXXJWBYiWTiHYiEEOFp_QVAliYBsqXBnPNwchu438LTQFywjLB8FDZNV8GzJkYb7P4KkrnU6JDJQxFMbBQ/s1600-h/ng.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJP620LsFkZPnG9ExWr2ck9aoqp1YPNj5OWDmSs5PfFLUmC5DK4mtiXXJWBYiWTiHYiEEOFp_QVAliYBsqXBnPNwchu438LTQFywjLB8FDZNV8GzJkYb7P4KkrnU6JDJQxFMbBQ/s320/ng.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161687485611162994&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I got a job offer today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it depends on me passing a drug test and background check ( I think I should be ok there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go into the office on Monday and sign the acceptance letter, tie up the loose ends and then I will be one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t want to say too much about where it is/what it is because I am &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;sure most companies would frown upon things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will just say:&lt;br /&gt;Its a large company.&lt;br /&gt;Office based Mon- Fir.&lt;br /&gt;Health insurance, vacations and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; that good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I am so excited&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;strike&gt; but now the little nagging voices are starting, &quot;What if I mess up&quot; &quot;What if I don&#39;t fit in and nobody likes me&quot; &quot; What if everyone dresses better/ looks better&quot; &quot;What if I cant do the job&quot;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough already, I am going to think positive.Its going to be a culture shock thats for sure, no more slopping around in Jeans and a T-shirt or worse, PJ&#39;s all day.No more tennis shoes but real shoes, maybe with a heel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is all the cosmetics and hair brushing..not to mention the driving in rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be fun, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Really!&lt;/span&gt; I will meet new people, have something to talk about other then what was on TV this morning or what the mail man delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about jobs, remember the first interview I went to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/act-1-she-said-he-said.html&quot;&gt;She said/He said&lt;/a&gt;? Well she emailed me the other day and said he had still not come to a decision (it&#39;s not like it was such a huge decision right ?),but would I still be interested in working from home (maybe an office meeting or two) helping her get the website side up and running by the end of Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would because I had not yet found a job, now I don&#39;t know what to do. I would feel bad saying &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; now because I said &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;, but I don&#39;t know if I would have the time to put into it.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like a blog design, it&#39;s a huge website with lots of scripts I am not familiar with and loads of data to be entered in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait until I hear from her again and then decide, perhaps I could just do some of it, the banner, move it over to the new domain etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked out of the window and snow! OMG how will I ever drive in Ice and snow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend and if you are in a bad weather area, stay warm, drive safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you are not...Lucky b*&amp;amp;%ers!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/9081578823575552977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/9081578823575552977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-out-workforce.html' title='Look Out Workforce...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJP620LsFkZPnG9ExWr2ck9aoqp1YPNj5OWDmSs5PfFLUmC5DK4mtiXXJWBYiWTiHYiEEOFp_QVAliYBsqXBnPNwchu438LTQFywjLB8FDZNV8GzJkYb7P4KkrnU6JDJQxFMbBQ/s72-c/ng.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-8170811642469879197</id><published>2008-01-23T12:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:41:25.595-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Americans"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bureaucracy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Did I say enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&#39;s 1 &amp;amp; 2 can be found before this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wtNXCvcOubco2R95l6odZIm1iBjusp7e7gk-GkzNsqMOWktrXkUBD3B66hIc17fjVb_BEvO2Fg-L8DLk_RXuuu3ad5g2-r5HlKBS0GjcLsQdDe8PgQ63i9tTzLKFOGB8jYN05g/s1600-h/maze_final_SR.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wtNXCvcOubco2R95l6odZIm1iBjusp7e7gk-GkzNsqMOWktrXkUBD3B66hIc17fjVb_BEvO2Fg-L8DLk_RXuuu3ad5g2-r5HlKBS0GjcLsQdDe8PgQ63i9tTzLKFOGB8jYN05g/s320/maze_final_SR.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158739072166837586&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last Tuesday was the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; day- the interview.&lt;br /&gt;I get all my &quot;evidence&quot; together, joint bank statements, marriage documents, Utility bills that sort of thing, to basically prove we do actually live &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the same house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they do request on the appointment notice that you also take photographs as proof of a relationship- &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;However if you could see my photograph on my work permit you would understand whenever any camera or recording device enters a room, I exit the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have all I need &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; my i-94 arrival/departure record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Its a little green card that looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIs79kxHeFuQQ8rcFGBCUhI7AJ587_wmxIbtq9RfSPJHiVsbwz1cr_qL8sO_fZeaFQlSGUNbLj7W2rkDWaTS4rq6x5yBPcyUNcrfvU_niqqR3ybVv2caYANbRSSzc6tKWnoU1Xw/s1600-h/i94w_front_sm.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIs79kxHeFuQQ8rcFGBCUhI7AJ587_wmxIbtq9RfSPJHiVsbwz1cr_qL8sO_fZeaFQlSGUNbLj7W2rkDWaTS4rq6x5yBPcyUNcrfvU_niqqR3ybVv2caYANbRSSzc6tKWnoU1Xw/s320/i94w_front_sm.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158752652853427554&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Holy Flipping Crap!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I cannot find it anywhere ( and I am usually careful about stuff like passports etc and I tend to keep them all in the same place safe &amp;amp; sound)&lt;br /&gt;Not only that but I cannot for the life of me remember when and where I last had it, I know I scanned it and sent off a copy of it when I sent off my immigration forms, then I thought I had put it in the file with the extra passport photos, USCIS notices, letters and forms etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it slipped out of the file?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lost it at the medical exam ?- I took the file with me to that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I lost it in the move from the apartment to the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue and its really rather worrying because that along with the stamp in my passport are the only 2 things that prove I entered the United States &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;legally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both got dressed up drove into the city, paid a fortune for parking and went into the USCIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;* insert suspense music*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go in , I set off the metal detector as usual and have to have the little portable thingy waved up and down over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the waiting room which has quite a few other people in it ( mostly dressed up too- &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I knew it wasn&#39;t a jeans kind of thing&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reception desk/ window at all, instead there is a door and a hole in the wall in witch you place your interview appointment letter ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;probably so the staff don&#39;t have to listen to bitching?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we wait, we are about 20 mins early. People come out of &quot;the door&quot; they don&#39;t seem to be smiling, just blank expressions, wonder if this a bad sign or a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who came in after us get called in before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its our turn &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;* Shudder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;severe&lt;/span&gt; looking woman ( Immigration Officer) shows us into her office- all glass walls, huge American flag ( with the yellow fringing ) on a stand, a desk, her chair and 3 chairs the other side of the desk. A&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; webcam&lt;/span&gt; on the desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we sit down she has us swear an oath to tell the truth, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WP bless his heart&lt;/span&gt; has to pipe up and say he cannot swear to God because he is an Atheist. Severe woman looks a little put out and I want to fall into a hole in the floor.&lt;br /&gt;She looks up the non God believing oath and he agrees to tell the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit down and she begins asking me a whole load of questions ( which I had already answered on the form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Am I a communist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Am I a terrorist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Am I a felon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Am I a smuggler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Do I intend to practice polygamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she moves onto how we met, looks at our joint bills, bank statements etc.&lt;br /&gt;She asked why I did not leave the country when I was mean to, I (we) told her that was when WP first started getting ill and we could no longer afford to pay for more flights to and from the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took along the HUGE folder of medical bill records which I opened to show my point, she did not make any effort to take them to look at or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was when and how did we decide to marry. I told her it was a whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then said&quot; so when you came back into the country in *insert month* you came planning to stay for good.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Hmm sneaky trick question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said that no I had not and that I had intended at the time to return to the Uk again and come back at a later date ( which was the truth) but because we no longer could afford to do that I ended up just staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;* Its seen as an act of fraud to come into the United States on the Visa Waiver Program with the intent to marry or not leave the country again after the 90 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it pretty much.....&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Now  you all know me&lt;/span&gt;, I like to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;scare&lt;/span&gt; myself about &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;every possible scenario&lt;/span&gt; by reading other peoples illnesses/ stories on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I had googled many many times looking up what happens at immigration interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the general consensus on the many internet forums out there. You go /you convince the IO that you did not intend to stay and break the law/ they are satisfied with your story and immediately stamp your passport- ( the stamp is so you can leave the country and re-enter etc while you are waiting for your green card- That and I guess would allow you a bloody drivers license right away!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she stamp mine? &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took it and Wp&#39;s DL to photocopy, looked at my work permit ( which I also ready they then take it away from you when you get approval for a green card), I still have mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said IF I were to get approved then they would more then likely hold off the green card date until mid feb.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this is if you have been married less then 2 years you get a 2 year conditional green card ( which I think is meant to put a stop to people marrying just for a green card and then splitting up)&lt;br /&gt;One you are nearing your second wedding anniversary you then become eligible for the proper 10 yr green card- The card lasts 10 years but once that permanent resident status is issued you get it for life (unless you commit a serious crime or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they would hold off on our case and just grant the 10 yr card once we have been married 2 yrs. where as if they gave me one before it would be another 2 yrs before I could swap it to the 10 yr one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Which makes sense I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; being the little &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ray of sunshine&lt;/span&gt; he is then started asking what would happen if my case was not approved, how long would it be before I had to leave the country, could I stay here and just not work, him take care of me that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said if the case was not approved I would get a trial (cripes) and even felons who go to trial sometimes get granted approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the whole I think its looking ok, I just wish she would have been a bit more &quot;forthcoming&quot; and more &quot;human&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing she never mentioned the 1-94 card ( which is still playing on my mind being lost n all)&lt;br /&gt;So that was a positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had left though I wondered if I should have showed her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My return ticket to the UK- just to show I had intended to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a letter from work agreeing to my career break ( a formal word for unpaid time off)- To show that I had not given up my job to come to the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But its too late now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another positive thing is WP received a letter from them yesterday stating that his application I-130 Petition for Alien Relative had been &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;approved.&lt;/span&gt; I was happy for a while until again I had to go and get on the internet and read about cases where I-130&#39;s but I-485&#39;s Application To Register Permanent Residence or Adjust Status ( which is what the interview was about) were not approved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just need to sit it out, stay calm and stay off emigration forums for the next few weeks and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Keep your fingers crossed for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;And if you kept up with 3 posts worth of drivel and still managed to get the general gist of things as they now stand, you are a better person then I !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Oh and just one more thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; I have an interview on Friday at one of the larger companies in the area, don&#39;t want to say too much more at this point other then its one of the jobs I applied for back in early December ( and they just called yesterday) and that I don&#39;t think I am probably qualified enough for the job so I am not holding out much hope but will give it a shot.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8170811642469879197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8170811642469879197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/act-3-did-i-say-enough.html' title='Chapter 3: Did I say enough...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wtNXCvcOubco2R95l6odZIm1iBjusp7e7gk-GkzNsqMOWktrXkUBD3B66hIc17fjVb_BEvO2Fg-L8DLk_RXuuu3ad5g2-r5HlKBS0GjcLsQdDe8PgQ63i9tTzLKFOGB8jYN05g/s72-c/maze_final_SR.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-8770624788066371813</id><published>2008-01-23T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:44:28.742-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bureaucracy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Driving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><title type='text'>Chapter 2 : I said too much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;...or be careful who you get irate with on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Edit: Chapter 1 below this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopvx0zsBifuritcGPgSyPmyCd_Kn8U6S5AK-Tkq1LODXmuSS3dZ5QMlgkwF9a1xmXdEIr_Olg5nQtL9qkpDDEaCCh8F97ntU1_GVbbGXw_wRbd_pd-rI_dQavgBp8BR8Nv2iL4A/s1600-h/MOHP.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopvx0zsBifuritcGPgSyPmyCd_Kn8U6S5AK-Tkq1LODXmuSS3dZ5QMlgkwF9a1xmXdEIr_Olg5nQtL9qkpDDEaCCh8F97ntU1_GVbbGXw_wRbd_pd-rI_dQavgBp8BR8Nv2iL4A/s320/MOHP.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158709849209355586&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last Thursday I thought it was time to bite the bullet and go and take my written drivers test.&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of digging around I discovered where the St Charles test station was, mapped it out and got ready to set out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it best to call them first to make absolutely sure I was not going to be turned away for not taking something I needed to show them.&lt;br /&gt;I had my Passport, my work permit, marriage certificate, a utility bill, SS# and birth certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call the office and explain I am not a US citizen, but I have a work permit and a SS#, what else do I need to show them to get a learner permit?&lt;br /&gt;The lady on the other end of the line asked what my visa status was, I don&#39;t know? I said I did not know but I had been for my immigration interview on Tuesday ( more about that in chapter 3) and I was just waiting now to hear the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the state of Missouri do not issue Driver licenses or permits without knowing the visa status of the applicant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What ? I have a work permit but I cannot get a DL to be able to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; to a job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total she asked me &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;4 times&lt;/span&gt; if I had a work permit- Umm Did I not just say I had one when I first spoke to you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time I was getting a little irate ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not rude but certainly irate&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;She said she would put me on hold ( note the word hold) and get her supervisor to speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later another lady came on the line and asked if she could help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not sure if it was just another staff member who had picked up the call ( seeing it on hold or something) so I said I had been speaking to a lady and she was putting me on hold for the supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;She said ( quite cuttingly I thought) That she was the supervisor and first lady had just &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;handed&lt;/span&gt; her the phone to speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I am dumb, but she did not say she was &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;handing&lt;/span&gt; the phone over she said she was putting me on bloody &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;hold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I start from the beginning again, she said the best thing I could do would be take all my documents and all my immigration notices down there with me so they could see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time I was totally stressed out and starting to see the whole thing as another waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;We left the house with me ranting about what was the point of having a stupid work permit if I could not drive to a job. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I have still not seen a single bus around here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive and I walk in , only to see &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; the staff are State Highway patrol women &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;S%#t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn around and go home, but being as WP is with me and is not known for his patience at the best of times I bite the bullet and walk up to the counter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course they are going to know its me, how many English people do they get in there in a day!&lt;br /&gt;So using my most pleasant voice I hand over all my many papers and documents...&lt;br /&gt;She looks in my passport and asks where my visa is ( I think it not a good idea to tell her I have no clue- More in chapter 3) instead I tell her they took it from me at my immigration interview on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to buy that and starts taking all my information, points to the computers and says I am on number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sit down and begin the test. Question 1 - correct.&lt;br /&gt;Question 2- incorrect. Damn I totally misread the question, got too blasé and checked I was sure.&lt;br /&gt;I began to panic- its going to be all down hill from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as it was that was the only question I got wrong and I passed with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;95%!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then they test my eyes, road signs-Bit of a sticky moment when I cannot remember the STOP sign- (I thought it was a trick question because the word &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&quot; was not on the picture they showed me) It eventually dawned on me though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me if I want to take the actual test today ( no -I haven&#39;t parallel parked in like 8 yrs and the tiny space between the orange cones has freaked me out!) send me next door to the license bureau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait my turn and then go up to the desk.&lt;br /&gt;She explains to me that they can only give me a paper permit today as they have to send the original off to Immigration for them to check that I am eligible for a license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; it usually takes them around &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;60 days&lt;/span&gt; to process the request and then send me the actual license direct through the mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ALSO&lt;/span&gt; I can take the drivers test before I get the actual license back &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; because I wont have the actual license I cannot upgrade it to the real drivers license... I hope you are keeping up with me here?&lt;br /&gt;So I can &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;pass my test&lt;/span&gt; but I still &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;cannot drive unaccompanied&lt;/span&gt; until I get the actual first license to swap it in for the actual real driver license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have driven WP&#39;s bro to the gym a few times and he and I went to Walmart over the weekend (none highway).&lt;br /&gt;I haven&#39;t done the dreaded parallel park yet though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look out people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just realised that I should have started with chapter 3 because now chapter 2 will be above  chapter 1- oh well you will have to read upwards if you want to read it in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to rest before chapter 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8770624788066371813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8770624788066371813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/act-2-i-said-too-much.html' title='Chapter 2 : I said too much...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopvx0zsBifuritcGPgSyPmyCd_Kn8U6S5AK-Tkq1LODXmuSS3dZ5QMlgkwF9a1xmXdEIr_Olg5nQtL9qkpDDEaCCh8F97ntU1_GVbbGXw_wRbd_pd-rI_dQavgBp8BR8Nv2iL4A/s72-c/MOHP.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4933403438074461740</id><published>2008-01-23T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:43:46.541-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><title type='text'>Chapter 1: She said- He said...</title><content type='html'>Today I am going to attempt not only to bring my blog up to date ( I know, it&#39;s been a while...) and try to visit as many people on my blogroll as I can even if its only to say &quot;Hi&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be easier to make 3 separate posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chapter 1 She said/ He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2t0o7byC7J_EE0YF0zl_LGDp_Z9SLa2QbqOq_FvbzTWkgjMGdQSJi-9j5ihjCzspwO6FVEMf7ACNPfWL9UjB1uOISdouhVzoZ8D2BDyyfgK9QjRnuuENaw6R89BD5-naAWHcXFg/s1600-h/200px-He_said_she_said.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2t0o7byC7J_EE0YF0zl_LGDp_Z9SLa2QbqOq_FvbzTWkgjMGdQSJi-9j5ihjCzspwO6FVEMf7ACNPfWL9UjB1uOISdouhVzoZ8D2BDyyfgK9QjRnuuENaw6R89BD5-naAWHcXFg/s320/200px-He_said_she_said.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158694237003234610&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back I applied for this job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Administrative/Marketing Assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;An exciting position that will allow you to use your creativity as well as your computer skills. Must be proficient in Microsoft Applications. Web design and/or knowledge is a plus. Must be self starter and willing to work as a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;This position will grow with the right person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Hours will be 25 per week and work into full time approximately 90 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$10 per hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent off a copy of me resume and got a call within an hour to go for an interview on the following Wednesday.....&lt;br /&gt;Best of all its only 6 miles away from the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday- She said.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I arrive 20 minuets early, dressed up in my &quot;professional attire&quot; Okay so it was pants, a shirt &amp;amp; pointy shoes. which is dressed up when you have spent the last 3 years in Jeans or PJ&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;The lady who placed the ad seemed impressed I was so early and took me into her office. We hit it off right away and were soon discussing ways to market the companies home search webpage better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;This is what she said the job consisted of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Creating a new Webpage banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Listing new home builds on the website- Contacting the actual builders to get specs, details etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General upkeep of the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Contacting Local real estate agents with a view to getting them to place their listings on site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Contacting Various local businesses, from Fence builders to odd job men to sell ad space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Contacting her current clients just to &quot;check in&quot; and give them updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Thinking of ways ( with her) to market their franchise in &quot;Assist 2 Sell&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put it across that generally I would be her personal assistant ( well thats how it came across to me anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nearly an hour later she informed me that she thought I would be perfect and that in her opinion she was 99.9% sure I had the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not say but I knew she had at least 2 more people to see after me ( I saw the list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would be in touch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t hear anything for a few days, then I get an email saying she thought I would be a perfect fit for their company and could I go in again the following Friday for another interview with the VP of the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine ( remember this is not a huge company so a second interview is a little strange IMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday- He said.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get their early again for my 9.30 appointment.&lt;br /&gt;I wait around, various men come out of their offices and offer me coffee, which I decline.&lt;br /&gt;She gets in around 9.40, we go into the VP&#39;s office and sit in the fancy leather chairs.&lt;br /&gt;Hee looks a lot like the guy who hosts Deal or no deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat a little about interest rates etc ( I am trying to sound &lt;strike&gt;Not totally clueless&lt;/strike&gt; knowledgeable here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; This is what he said the job consisted of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Sitting up front at the high glass block reception desk.&lt;/span&gt; -not really the ideal height to type at ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Take all incoming calls both for the real estate side and the broker side. &lt;/span&gt;-isn&#39;t that a receptionist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Send out email blasts (mass emails) to everyone in their database.&lt;/span&gt;-In other words send spam to people ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Prepare mass mailings to mail out.&lt;/span&gt; - Send junk mail to people ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that basically was about all the job consisted of in his view... Now I know I am not the brightest coin in the jar but is it just me or do they seem totally &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;different jobs?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added to that I asked about benefits and he told me they pay nothing towards employee health insurance but they do have in place a health care plan I could choose to pay into myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn&#39;t feel he and I &quot;clicked&quot; at all really, or maybe it was just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said they may have other candidates to see and they would have an answer by Friday (the 18&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;As I left the room I turned and asked him if he would be so kind as to let me know the outcome either way- &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;He said he would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still waiting....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4933403438074461740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4933403438074461740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/act-1-she-said-he-said.html' title='Chapter 1: She said- He said...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2t0o7byC7J_EE0YF0zl_LGDp_Z9SLa2QbqOq_FvbzTWkgjMGdQSJi-9j5ihjCzspwO6FVEMf7ACNPfWL9UjB1uOISdouhVzoZ8D2BDyyfgK9QjRnuuENaw6R89BD5-naAWHcXFg/s72-c/200px-He_said_she_said.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-770457554838504764</id><published>2008-01-02T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:15:29.756-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stupid People"/><title type='text'>Happy 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioV_YkV-XmwtbnTvReXPK8oFHyqTk-5m1WlFGvHxzs0QJEhiYwwnkj_b3ZQPk4wCY8VQLFiSgCl036u7Y8xlNAH94Z4092vCLhQnboGpu2-UncV9oLjGZrif6OR-BphzuuuoExaw/s1600-h/NY.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioV_YkV-XmwtbnTvReXPK8oFHyqTk-5m1WlFGvHxzs0QJEhiYwwnkj_b3ZQPk4wCY8VQLFiSgCl036u7Y8xlNAH94Z4092vCLhQnboGpu2-UncV9oLjGZrif6OR-BphzuuuoExaw/s320/NY.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150970112227732482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A belated Happy new year to y&#39;all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&#39;t got much to update really, quiet Christmas, Quiet New Year, Bloody &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;FREEZING&lt;/span&gt; today- Thankfully (or not) I don&#39;t have to worry about going out in it, other then to start WP&#39;s car so it&#39;s warm when he leaves for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the job front, Firstly I have heard nothing from ad&#39;s I have applied to and I have only myself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;STUPIDLY,&lt;/span&gt; I sent my resume as a word attachment thinking&quot; Well at least people will see I can use word&quot; Not even giving a thought to how many people are gonna be &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enough to open an email attachment from somebody they do not know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;BUT.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a call - OK a wrong number, I thought at first it was by some teeny chance it was a job.He was after a completely different person....&lt;br /&gt;I happened to mention I thought it might have been a job call and he asked what sort of work I was looking for because he was looking for someone to help out in the office.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a brief chat and he said he may have time to see me later in the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it&#39;s only a very small lead and he is in the &quot;UC Loop&quot; which maybe too far and he may have been totally just saying it to get the crazy woman off the phone but who knows.. but keep your fingers crossed for me!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/770457554838504764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/770457554838504764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioV_YkV-XmwtbnTvReXPK8oFHyqTk-5m1WlFGvHxzs0QJEhiYwwnkj_b3ZQPk4wCY8VQLFiSgCl036u7Y8xlNAH94Z4092vCLhQnboGpu2-UncV9oLjGZrif6OR-BphzuuuoExaw/s72-c/NY.gif" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-6655181911772702540</id><published>2007-12-25T20:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:26:25.007-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas"/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>I know the day is almost over but I wish each and everyone of you a happy happy holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOoT4jIMWvd_y8Q3bR6_TQWQxg2ydMrD0Y6rnznsOCh1mhWXGqFPfuygsPQP8Ow8yu8f3NPwzk0t0SnluTc_zwNzOm3jIJ_2vAIwknFYtxx_gAJZFGRpmRVphja9ZvR62lVOBuUA/s1600-h/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOoT4jIMWvd_y8Q3bR6_TQWQxg2ydMrD0Y6rnznsOCh1mhWXGqFPfuygsPQP8Ow8yu8f3NPwzk0t0SnluTc_zwNzOm3jIJ_2vAIwknFYtxx_gAJZFGRpmRVphja9ZvR62lVOBuUA/s320/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148102207945370610&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6655181911772702540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/6655181911772702540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOoT4jIMWvd_y8Q3bR6_TQWQxg2ydMrD0Y6rnznsOCh1mhWXGqFPfuygsPQP8Ow8yu8f3NPwzk0t0SnluTc_zwNzOm3jIJ_2vAIwknFYtxx_gAJZFGRpmRVphja9ZvR62lVOBuUA/s72-c/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-5979120515010531914</id><published>2007-12-17T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:44:33.069-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rant"/><title type='text'>demoralized....*sob*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrjAUtNG4i7DSLiLzYPj16NBZaWA7j9L4XMADUsvGz03Pg6EJYeubyf37IzANwKnDK6WsLLkvG40RF9XXHSF3nbiBRjMnluGJRc6djJ_xlAwQ_AaGTgvxYunRMy63545ju4eZvg/s1600-h/dragon_unemployed.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrjAUtNG4i7DSLiLzYPj16NBZaWA7j9L4XMADUsvGz03Pg6EJYeubyf37IzANwKnDK6WsLLkvG40RF9XXHSF3nbiBRjMnluGJRc6djJ_xlAwQ_AaGTgvxYunRMy63545ju4eZvg/s320/dragon_unemployed.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145092045756230626&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I am sick of applying and searching for jobs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sent off countless copies of my resume and had not one reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; from the hospitals ( and I thought they were under- staffed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; from the larger businesses in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; from all the Craig&#39;s List postings I have replied to.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; applied to Wallgreens ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;with heavy heart&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Nobody wants me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;even WP is tiring of supporting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;really really really do not&lt;/span&gt; want to work in retail, I don&#39;t think I could stomach it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; a little office job.&lt;br /&gt;I can type &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;(quite fast&lt;/span&gt; )-&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;albeit with  two and a half fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be polite &amp;amp; discreet.&lt;br /&gt;I can navigate myself around most MS office programs without too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I can answer the phone, use a PC without crashing it, file, be generally organized,make &amp;amp; maintain a website, use photoshop &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; make coffee if required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;: A hospital tech job ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;IE&lt;/span&gt;: not mopping up vomit &amp;amp; urine)&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;I can be polite and full of customer service.&lt;br /&gt;I can use a computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you get my general drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If any perspective employers out there are reading this in the St Charles/W County area...cause you never know who&#39;s looking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very good time keeper, rarely take time off sick and am very loyal &amp;amp; dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course on the optimistic side, perhaps companies are just gearing down for Christmas... &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[/Rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthought: I have nothing against anyone who works in Retail and I am not being a snob, its just that was the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; me and I don&quot;t want to go backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that makes sense ?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5979120515010531914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5979120515010531914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/12/demoralizedsob.html' title='demoralized....*sob*'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrjAUtNG4i7DSLiLzYPj16NBZaWA7j9L4XMADUsvGz03Pg6EJYeubyf37IzANwKnDK6WsLLkvG40RF9XXHSF3nbiBRjMnluGJRc6djJ_xlAwQ_AaGTgvxYunRMy63545ju4eZvg/s72-c/dragon_unemployed.gif" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-1067330986440285057</id><published>2007-12-11T15:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:45:17.346-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jobs"/><title type='text'>This one&#39;s for Kim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This post is for&lt;a href=&quot;http://kimcstl.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt; Kim over at all the worlds a stage :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-JdrMKxQvKnLdXSBM1w-1pW-_RUkWN_2J8RS-jVwpetWrBg7lJ0y1oBJc56RKNCuplLhYIbvguZ9qXhbE4MFmXnvHSE4o1sL7LQOpzLo909C3O5PI04k4W4kwENpkx55LBzTihw/s1600-h/29-26good-bad-ugly-characters2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-JdrMKxQvKnLdXSBM1w-1pW-_RUkWN_2J8RS-jVwpetWrBg7lJ0y1oBJc56RKNCuplLhYIbvguZ9qXhbE4MFmXnvHSE4o1sL7LQOpzLo909C3O5PI04k4W4kwENpkx55LBzTihw/s320/29-26good-bad-ugly-characters2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142831442652872338&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I know I haven&#39;t got my blogging mojo back as yet but heres the latest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;The Good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my work permit!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my SS# this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The house is just about organised, but still needs oodles doing to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;The Bad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am no longer within walking distance to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; places of employment, I haven&#39;t spotted one bus either...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don&#39;t have a drivers license and WP &lt;strike&gt;shouts at me&lt;/strike&gt; tells me I am a terrible driver.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don&#39;t have a car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no experience to get a job in health care...I have been looking into a CNA course at the local collage which is only 12 weeks and under $400.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I really want to get into Phlebotomy, Lab assistant, Histology aid, X-Ray tech that sort of area but I am thinking if I do this course (when I get some cash &amp;amp; a car) them maybe it will be a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;If I don&#39;t get into the health care route I want some sort of 9-5 office job, I am determined I am &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; going to work in retail again, I am so done with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;The Ugly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my initial immigration interview in January &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;yikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And that my friends is just about it,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay warm &amp;amp; safe folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/1067330986440285057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/1067330986440285057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-ones-for-kim.html' title='This one&#39;s for Kim...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-JdrMKxQvKnLdXSBM1w-1pW-_RUkWN_2J8RS-jVwpetWrBg7lJ0y1oBJc56RKNCuplLhYIbvguZ9qXhbE4MFmXnvHSE4o1sL7LQOpzLo909C3O5PI04k4W4kwENpkx55LBzTihw/s72-c/29-26good-bad-ugly-characters2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4858770661139010066</id><published>2007-11-16T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:02:11.326-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Designs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><title type='text'>Its official......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjym1OL-UkW-8mj277ZTD2grl-sJ9U-RNGnFFooofTAjra2zGeyx5qvJVu5uhHlYL2kq36j7OSJtxtlG0Vhlj0O4uXUIsY9tXez7tBGfGKj20gZamacXWHcRmuT0P1AJ94iZ8qweA/s1600-h/Pumpkin_Pie_e.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjym1OL-UkW-8mj277ZTD2grl-sJ9U-RNGnFFooofTAjra2zGeyx5qvJVu5uhHlYL2kq36j7OSJtxtlG0Vhlj0O4uXUIsY9tXez7tBGfGKj20gZamacXWHcRmuT0P1AJ94iZ8qweA/s320/Pumpkin_Pie_e.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133683703863186418&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Yay Pumpkin pie time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I am the worlds worst blogger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so sorry I have been too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy of late, I have just gotten out of the habit of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a quick run down on what I have been upto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WP has bought a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;!, We were &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to close today on it but the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;paperwork&quot;&lt;/span&gt; was not quite ready! &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a basic 3 bed 2 bath 2 car garage ranch in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stcharlescity.com/&quot;&gt;St Charles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It needs loads doing to it but its something to get our teeth into.&lt;br /&gt;I will post a photo when I can.&lt;br /&gt;He is so looking forward to a shorter drive to work (not to mention not fighting I-270 traffic everyday)&lt;br /&gt;The downside is its miles to the nearest stores/shops/gyms, so I will be housebound for a while ( it&#39;s not like I will have nothing to do though eh?)&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping that we can close on either Mon/Tue now* fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I have been a busy bee packing and doing horrible jobs like cleaning the top of the kitchen cupboards etc ( so we get our deposit back). Have yet to clean the carpets, which is a good job because I have just threw a quarter bottle of &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;death green nyquil&lt;/span&gt; all over the hall! ~ I was shaking it up and the lid wasn&#39;t quite on....&lt;br /&gt;Hope its comes out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Immigration has kept me busy too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been and had my fingerprints &amp;amp; photograph taken - The lady was so nice she let me re-take my ID photo &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; times till I was happy with it!- Well I wont say I was actually happy with the third but it was better then the first &amp;amp; second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been for my medical, I was working my self into a state because I had read on some forums that they give you a full going over, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;strip down to nothing&lt;/span&gt; type of medical.&lt;br /&gt;I went the first day , the nurse gave me the little jab to test for TB, took some blood and told me to come back in  two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later I went back ( now worrying I had HIV or some other nasty) Got sent into a little room to wait for the DR ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;who was around 90- &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). He shuffled in, said he had been in England during the war, looked in my mouth, listened to my chest ( through my jacket) asked me if I was mentally stable and left.&lt;br /&gt;I was then sent into another room to be told I had no diseases and to receive some shots for MMR, tetanus and chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;That was it!&lt;br /&gt;I think that was probably the quickest $210 I had spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats been sent off and I am now back to waiting...&lt;br /&gt;of course I don&#39;t know if me now moving will hold things up further- I hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it? I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have done a few &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;blog designs&lt;/span&gt; here and there so I haven&#39;t been away from blogger long- Just my own blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take this opportunity to wish all my fellow bloggers a Happy Thanksgiving because lets face it, who knows when I will get around to my next blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Christmas maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seriously I hope everyone out there is fine and well, take care everyone and have a safe holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me....I am off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4858770661139010066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4858770661139010066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-official.html' title='Its official......'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjym1OL-UkW-8mj277ZTD2grl-sJ9U-RNGnFFooofTAjra2zGeyx5qvJVu5uhHlYL2kq36j7OSJtxtlG0Vhlj0O4uXUIsY9tXez7tBGfGKj20gZamacXWHcRmuT0P1AJ94iZ8qweA/s72-c/Pumpkin_Pie_e.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-7457111597996698096</id><published>2007-09-16T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:30:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88zRJFkjXJYPCOF7RILswuSS_vAvUz174KR3Fz1PlUAPtmweWK9691XgcgktrWV8R1FMkBfo-JU9oAEWZeunLXPBn7Ia6FT5YggmYOkceAQmo0CucZxJz3Kr5q6-y3IpBEoJUYw/s1600-h/6294.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88zRJFkjXJYPCOF7RILswuSS_vAvUz174KR3Fz1PlUAPtmweWK9691XgcgktrWV8R1FMkBfo-JU9oAEWZeunLXPBn7Ia6FT5YggmYOkceAQmo0CucZxJz3Kr5q6-y3IpBEoJUYw/s400/6294.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110886641490063810&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/7457111597996698096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/7457111597996698096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88zRJFkjXJYPCOF7RILswuSS_vAvUz174KR3Fz1PlUAPtmweWK9691XgcgktrWV8R1FMkBfo-JU9oAEWZeunLXPBn7Ia6FT5YggmYOkceAQmo0CucZxJz3Kr5q6-y3IpBEoJUYw/s72-c/6294.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-5903361580313876028</id><published>2007-09-09T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:48:32.133-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bad Habits"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bitch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stupid People"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>I thought I better....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;do some sort of blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&#39;t been around for a while, did you miss me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvriVwOIkSQO8PLE1Bh_1NGYj87nX9S2wmXDBAbgnINdQ0TMUxucewC5thbymAxl1pplB-Mky63akHlo27L_ON7SAPbGKO2F4Gp_vPcSFHNBZn7A8F8nJjF5EVqm1I_gC2acQ7Ng/s1600-h/Hospital+Money.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvriVwOIkSQO8PLE1Bh_1NGYj87nX9S2wmXDBAbgnINdQ0TMUxucewC5thbymAxl1pplB-Mky63akHlo27L_ON7SAPbGKO2F4Gp_vPcSFHNBZn7A8F8nJjF5EVqm1I_gC2acQ7Ng/s320/Hospital+Money.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108240128467752802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly WP has spent a few days in hospital so I was at his bedside like the dutiful wife I am. He&#39;s home now (well at work at the moment) and feeling a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;And so to the rant....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his discharge notes there was a medication listed that he was to take every night. Great! No prescription, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; medication for that night, just a note to get the pharmacist to call this certain DR(a cover DR) for the directions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next morning I went to Walgreen&#39;s to get them to call which she did. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Five O&#39;clock&lt;/span&gt; I decided to call Walgreen&#39;s to ask if it was ready. No, the Dr had not bothered to call in, she suggested I call the hospital which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put me thought to the nurses station , who could not help me, firstly because they no longer had the notes and secondly that had never heard of this DR. They told me to call the DR&#39;s page number direct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;So I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Several minutes on hold listening to terrible music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally this woman answers, I was &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;polite&lt;/span&gt;, I explained the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Woman&lt;/span&gt;&quot; This number is for medical emergencies only&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&quot; Oh, well this is the number listed on the discharge paper&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Woman snotty voice&lt;/span&gt;&quot; Well DR Cannotbebothered &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been on call &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; weekend&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(Like this is my problem how? maybe if the DR had bothered to stop and write a prescription I would not have to bother anyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Me (&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &quot; This is the number on the notes and Walgreen&#39;s have already called this morning Re this matter&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Woman&lt;/span&gt;&quot; The Dr will get to it&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Me (&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pissed off by this time&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &quot; Well Walgreen&#39;s close at 6 so its a bit late in the day now.&lt;br /&gt;I hung up by this time if the woman had been in sight I would have probably grabber her by the throat and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;throttled&lt;/span&gt; her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Day 2 without the required medication...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Walgreen&#39;s again to get them to call, which they do in my presence.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Of course its Labour day so again they are closing early&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o&#39;clock and still no call from DR Cannotbebothered, of course I am not surprised in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Tuesday: Day 3 without medication...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call WP&#39;s regular Dr and have the medication within 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Blasted Dr&#39;s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For those of you who are interested,the stain came out of the carpet, I think because I acted fast. Firstly I mopped up the excess and then scrubbed the are with warm water and laundry detergent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have done none of my X stitch, hardly any Gym(I went this morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&#39;t heard anything from immigration, which is &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;seriously stressing me out&lt;/span&gt;. I called the bank the other day to see if they had cashed the checks. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;. This managed to stress me out more, to the point I am waking up with my teeth hurting from clenching my jaw in my sleep ( &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I do that when stressed out&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it I think.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5903361580313876028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/5903361580313876028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thought-i-better.html' title='I thought I better....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvriVwOIkSQO8PLE1Bh_1NGYj87nX9S2wmXDBAbgnINdQ0TMUxucewC5thbymAxl1pplB-Mky63akHlo27L_ON7SAPbGKO2F4Gp_vPcSFHNBZn7A8F8nJjF5EVqm1I_gC2acQ7Ng/s72-c/Hospital+Money.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-4447418544544465109</id><published>2007-08-28T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T10:58:33.646-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crafts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Men"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mess"/><title type='text'>This is what I am up to now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I thought I would give cooking a miss for a while so I bought this from e-bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeH89nnoj7EULJbIkZnguvKImif2vrlrkmKLzXyAHRZkz1nDpPowYFCSGVQBEKGLPzXfJGXRUIFzrG74oZ6nRcJWxPBxm-O3yCi47dRetd5qQa9XuHmCbo6-BA11kSH2CUUmI_g/s1600-h/DSCF0954.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeH89nnoj7EULJbIkZnguvKImif2vrlrkmKLzXyAHRZkz1nDpPowYFCSGVQBEKGLPzXfJGXRUIFzrG74oZ6nRcJWxPBxm-O3yCi47dRetd5qQa9XuHmCbo6-BA11kSH2CUUmI_g/s400/DSCF0954.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103778615224915746&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Getting set up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPHTcE6t19RcDS6iQJN-q-HG-cPRMK5r2gLf9aPrq5VpMeEhL2-jgrbJmMU1GfNmGvMQ1-C_bjZzqaUpQuHa05ajEHvFaUW7A7KMgo2M2DsFtjaX-wC-CQQbhRUP24hCYsoCJKw/s1600-h/DSCF0955.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPHTcE6t19RcDS6iQJN-q-HG-cPRMK5r2gLf9aPrq5VpMeEhL2-jgrbJmMU1GfNmGvMQ1-C_bjZzqaUpQuHa05ajEHvFaUW7A7KMgo2M2DsFtjaX-wC-CQQbhRUP24hCYsoCJKw/s400/DSCF0955.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103778915872626482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGnUxMkullkPNQuv8qUCavGxFcuFuelHFbYi2jz2F7CLVNuHEAQyYmXIxwuVwhRl30G4uDKAd1RrlslbVf2sn0FmMykLOgxNnPEjf18EXs2Y52g8L1wfqG4LqqiccAUcFz5DiI7A/s1600-h/DSCF0956.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGnUxMkullkPNQuv8qUCavGxFcuFuelHFbYi2jz2F7CLVNuHEAQyYmXIxwuVwhRl30G4uDKAd1RrlslbVf2sn0FmMykLOgxNnPEjf18EXs2Y52g8L1wfqG4LqqiccAUcFz5DiI7A/s400/DSCF0956.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103779074786416450&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A few hours later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EJmz5rgs04IakSRfWQnT4oSlLaOnCjG4Svy8i4INAowWLZCglsWelYX6XpO7pbIA_7ww3VQREcBzaBajT14IpzdAwo59MdTPhC2Jg-91h1A5LQBEVfMvKrMSr9KL5Lkkwvht_A/s1600-h/DSCF0957.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EJmz5rgs04IakSRfWQnT4oSlLaOnCjG4Svy8i4INAowWLZCglsWelYX6XpO7pbIA_7ww3VQREcBzaBajT14IpzdAwo59MdTPhC2Jg-91h1A5LQBEVfMvKrMSr9KL5Lkkwvht_A/s400/DSCF0957.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103779302419683154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so fiddly most of the colours need to be combined with other colours, I will give you updates now and again. Expect to see the finished product sometime in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that its been pretty boring, I haven&#39;t heard anything from immigration, which I don&#39;t know if its a good sign or a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned the living room carpet a few days ago and last night my wonderful husband dumped a full &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;52oz&lt;/span&gt; beaker or cranberry juice mixed with blue Gatorade (he has strange tastes) all over it.&lt;br /&gt;I managed not to shout and resigned myself to getting out the scrubbing brush.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Men! Gotta love em.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4447418544544465109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/4447418544544465109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-what-i-am-up-to-now.html' title='This is what I am up to now...'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeH89nnoj7EULJbIkZnguvKImif2vrlrkmKLzXyAHRZkz1nDpPowYFCSGVQBEKGLPzXfJGXRUIFzrG74oZ6nRcJWxPBxm-O3yCi47dRetd5qQa9XuHmCbo6-BA11kSH2CUUmI_g/s72-c/DSCF0954.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-8464366344199509762</id><published>2007-08-21T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:44:00.366-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cooking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drivel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stupid things"/><title type='text'>There are some strage folk out there....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwBH6dm8FbLxpeJuIEY_ZjB-ZeF7HZ4UYY_PzkLG-GeXgcODXErxyO5yjQk9xCuDEBJuCmqTLxxQXPYTIgP8AIGKzDS-sI5K-VH_JDAAa1u0_Zf1Dvca1uGC5s4vQ7pufSJw1dg/s1600-h/naughty_squirrel+copy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwBH6dm8FbLxpeJuIEY_ZjB-ZeF7HZ4UYY_PzkLG-GeXgcODXErxyO5yjQk9xCuDEBJuCmqTLxxQXPYTIgP8AIGKzDS-sI5K-VH_JDAAa1u0_Zf1Dvca1uGC5s4vQ7pufSJw1dg/s400/naughty_squirrel+copy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101160416046176018&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://kimcstl.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;KC&lt;/a&gt; posted some of her keyword searches the other day so I was inspired to log into my stat counter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the regular referrals from some of you guys I found these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Last 30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;start=25&amp;amp;um=1&amp;tbnid=wObuJMswjiNo0M:&amp;amp;tbnh=97&amp;tbnw=109&amp;amp;prev=&lt;br /&gt;/images?q=&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;cheat sex&amp;start    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;search?hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;q=llan&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; insect i hope she dies music archives&lt;/span&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;btnG=Search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;start=32&amp;amp;tbnid=wObuJMswjiNo0M:&amp;amp;tbnh=97&amp;tbnw=&lt;br /&gt;109&amp;amp;prev=/&lt;br /&gt;images?q=&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;cheating tattoos    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;search?hl=en&amp;q=&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;bare ass shots&lt;/span&gt;    1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;search?hl=en&amp;q=&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;hot to peek at the urinal&lt;/span&gt;&amp;meta=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm the last one is  a little freaky no ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Now the keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goldenshower.com    38&lt;br /&gt;peeing blogspot    35&lt;br /&gt;what is a pixie    21&lt;br /&gt;pixie    21&lt;br /&gt;assbusters    16&lt;br /&gt;a pixie    10&lt;br /&gt;pixie split tongue    6&lt;br /&gt;dickhead humour/jokes    6&lt;br /&gt;design a pixie    5&lt;br /&gt;how to be a pixie    5&lt;br /&gt;sayers vegetarian sausage roll    5&lt;br /&gt;playboy pixie shoes    5&lt;br /&gt;i am the pixie    4&lt;br /&gt;rear cleavage    4&lt;br /&gt;pixie jacket    4&lt;br /&gt;jane wiedlin rush hour mp3    4&lt;br /&gt;what is a pixie?    4&lt;br /&gt;nudist    4&lt;br /&gt;demanding bitches 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may remember a while ago that Goldenshowers.com was number one on my list, I see it still takes the top spot, with peeing blogspot closing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that made me LOL was assbusters    16 &lt;a href=&quot;http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/03/randomness-23651.html&quot;&gt;I have WP to thank for that one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on my end, baked a cake yesterday but I will brush over that fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;strike&gt;freaky&lt;/strike&gt; great week peeps.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8464366344199509762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8464366344199509762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-are-some-strage-folk-out-there.html' title='There are some strage folk out there....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwBH6dm8FbLxpeJuIEY_ZjB-ZeF7HZ4UYY_PzkLG-GeXgcODXErxyO5yjQk9xCuDEBJuCmqTLxxQXPYTIgP8AIGKzDS-sI5K-VH_JDAAa1u0_Zf1Dvca1uGC5s4vQ7pufSJw1dg/s72-c/naughty_squirrel+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27889486.post-8871891015408367765</id><published>2007-08-18T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:15:05.557-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Designs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immigration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TV"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WP"/><title type='text'>22 inches of love....</title><content type='html'>I have been a little lax of late ( yes again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have finally waded through my immigration paperwork all 4 inches of it and posted that with a substantial amount of money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My feet are a lot better, I haven&#39;t been to the gym this week they have been far too painful, but have now started to itch, a sure sign they are on the mend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As much as I love my laptop 80GB of hard drive simply is not enough ( As well as my 200BG external back up). So I have made the switch to a &quot;grown up&quot; PC.Thats the beauty of having a man who collects computer parts, I simply voiced my concern and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Walla&quot;&lt;/span&gt; the same evening I had a custom made PC complete with 200 GB&#39;s.Not only that but he gave me his &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;22&quot;&lt;/span&gt; flat screen! &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;So I had to then begin the crappy job of installing all my software and transferring files again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been doing some blog design.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But its all done now, I am mostly sorted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Oh and I have been watching the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.survivorman.ca/&quot;&gt;survivorman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; marathon on TV all day as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikm9sLCb41qNN3aO10G049Xr9NzS1p7_LugV8cpEMP8t_e-v07YRMYSykOQn2bLev-ho1qrSL-ZCxD-m21trLgo2Jemy5PgiUuXSG5uSLGGpv135ZVgzDsIOqUQfvWRI6z0btMvA/s1600-h/rockies2_small.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikm9sLCb41qNN3aO10G049Xr9NzS1p7_LugV8cpEMP8t_e-v07YRMYSykOQn2bLev-ho1qrSL-ZCxD-m21trLgo2Jemy5PgiUuXSG5uSLGGpv135ZVgzDsIOqUQfvWRI6z0btMvA/s400/rockies2_small.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100182911554377474&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8871891015408367765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27889486/posts/default/8871891015408367765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pixiestl.blogspot.com/2007/08/22-inches-of-love.html' title='22 inches of love....'/><author><name>Pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868867019548504606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://webpages.charter.net/webpirate/Animation5goldglow.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikm9sLCb41qNN3aO10G049Xr9NzS1p7_LugV8cpEMP8t_e-v07YRMYSykOQn2bLev-ho1qrSL-ZCxD-m21trLgo2Jemy5PgiUuXSG5uSLGGpv135ZVgzDsIOqUQfvWRI6z0btMvA/s72-c/rockies2_small.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry></feed>