<?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-338652011037788388</id><updated>2024-09-24T22:35:27.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzanna Uncensored</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-8436135518136420432</id><published>2014-03-30T15:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-03-30T15:48:55.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A year later......</title><content type='html'>I haven&#39;t been here in almost a year.&amp;nbsp; The one place that I can write and be me, and it&#39;s the one place I have avoided, neglected, and blocked out.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve been doing a lot of soul searching over the past year.&amp;nbsp; Things I haven&#39;t even shared with my best friends or family.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s been about me, Suzanna, finding me.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a child I was shy....&amp;nbsp; I think I finally broke out of the box when I was in 10th grade in high school.&amp;nbsp; Now days I am thought to be more outspoken.&amp;nbsp; In all reality, I do get passionate about things, but I also take a lot of things to heart.&amp;nbsp; And, it&#39;s my heart that usually gets me into trouble.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s hard for me to say no to someone, but I don&#39;t have the heart not to.&amp;nbsp; Even when that person is not there for me.&amp;nbsp; It comes from that old saying of, &quot;I am here for you if you need me.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Then when I am faced with big obstacles and those people that I am there for don&#39;t step up to the plate, then I am disheartened.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am the believer, the inspiration, and I try to take a positive attitude with everything I go through.&amp;nbsp; I am the mother of an adult son with Asperger&#39;s Syndrome, among other mental and physical disabilities.&amp;nbsp; He is my hero and my inspiration.&amp;nbsp; I have grown so much as a person because of him.&amp;nbsp; However, there are times that I am so caught up in being his mom, that I don&#39;t take care of me.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t allow myself to heal when I am sick, or take time for me when I need a break.&amp;nbsp; So now I am trying to change that.&amp;nbsp; I won&#39;t stop being his mom, but I will be a stronger mom to take care of his needs, because I am taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I have stated before, writing is my passion.&amp;nbsp; I am most happy when I am writing.&amp;nbsp; My laptop crashed almost a month ago.&amp;nbsp; I am writing from my very old desktop.&amp;nbsp; I am in the process of getting the laptop fixed, with the help of a wonderful friend.&amp;nbsp; If it can&#39;t be fixed, then I will pray hard that I will be blessed with the means of getting a new one.&amp;nbsp; I plan to start back writing on a regular basis, and maybe get that book started that I&#39;ve been talking about forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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I see from my stats that there are still a lot of you checking out my page.&amp;nbsp; Even though there has been nothing new.&amp;nbsp; I want to say thank you!&amp;nbsp; I will try to give you more to read.&amp;nbsp; Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8436135518136420432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/8436135518136420432?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8436135518136420432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8436135518136420432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2014/03/i-havent-been-here-in-almost-year.html' title='A year later......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-7266028294731330116</id><published>2013-05-13T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T20:56:44.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn&#39;t you know......</title><content type='html'>When I wrote my Mother&#39;s Day blog the other night I was nodding out, and wrote quickly.&amp;nbsp; I went back and read it, and Lord have mercy......I had so many errors......that one I should have proof read!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So......my firm that laid me off back in March has hired me back!&amp;nbsp; Imagine that! It started as me coming back on a temp basis last week, and after my first day the were offering a permanent position again!&amp;nbsp; I am kind of excited.&amp;nbsp; I like the people I work with there.&amp;nbsp; And, the past two jobs before this one I was out of work for 7 months each.&amp;nbsp; I couldn&#39;t afford that again.&amp;nbsp; My life will be total craziness again.&amp;nbsp; Working in family law does that to you.&amp;nbsp; Especially on a full-moon!&amp;nbsp; But I&#39;m up for the challenge.......&lt;br /&gt;
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I am lovin&#39; life!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7266028294731330116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/7266028294731330116?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7266028294731330116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7266028294731330116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/05/wouldnt-you-know.html' title='Wouldn&#39;t you know......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-1826849232417216386</id><published>2013-05-12T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-12T00:40:12.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Happy Mother&#39;s Day.......Enjoy!</title><content type='html'>I think I&#39;ve mentioned it in past blogs, but when I blog it comes from my heart.&amp;nbsp; That is probably why it is so up and down and all around.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t proof read, but say a prayer, click publish, and there it is.&amp;nbsp; This blog was meant to be a tribute to my mother.&amp;nbsp; I feel so blessed to have her......while so many of my friends has lost their parents, I am so lucky to have both my parents still with me.&amp;nbsp; This year, however, they are on their farm in Georgia.&amp;nbsp; As much as I am missing spending Mother&#39;s Day with my mom, I&#39;m okay with sharing her with my family there.....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So today I will pay tribute to all mothers....everywhere!&amp;nbsp; If you are a mother, you know the sacrafices we go through to ensure our children are healthy and safe.&amp;nbsp; It also opens our eyes as to the sacrafices our mothers went through.&amp;nbsp; I remember as a teen, yelling at my mother that I would never be the kind of parent she was.&amp;nbsp; I saw varied emotions in her face.&amp;nbsp; It was almost a look of hurt, yet a look of uh huh.......that&#39;s what you think.&amp;nbsp; That phrase &quot;mother knows best&quot; always comes to mind.&amp;nbsp; Really mothers do know best.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s like God gave us that special touch to know just what our children need, and to have the insight into the future.&amp;nbsp; Yep......my mom knew I would end up parenting similar.&amp;nbsp; There are things that she did that I would not do to this day....but I have a special needs child.&amp;nbsp; Life has been quite different than it would have been had my son been your average kid.....&amp;nbsp; I still find myself realizing I am more like my mother than I ever thought I would.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish all of you moms a Happy Happy Mother&#39;s Day!&amp;nbsp; If you can.....give your mom a hug and kiss.&amp;nbsp; Spend time with your babies......&amp;nbsp; Life is so precious, embrace the day!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy it and pamper yourself too.&amp;nbsp; We all deserve that!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/1826849232417216386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/1826849232417216386?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/1826849232417216386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/1826849232417216386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/05/i-think-ive-mentioned-it-in-past-blogs.html' title='Another Happy Mother&#39;s Day.......Enjoy!'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-4374092844853028822</id><published>2013-05-02T19:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T19:31:13.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off my rocker.......</title><content type='html'>I really want to kick and scream.....&amp;nbsp; My life is good.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed.&amp;nbsp; I have my health, my friends and family, and for now a roof over my head, food to eat, and a car to drive.&amp;nbsp; But I need to have a moment......&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t have a job.&amp;nbsp; No one is knocking on my door wanting to hire me to write or give me a book deal.&amp;nbsp; I am beginning to think I am a serial interviewee (if that is a real word).&amp;nbsp; I interview on a regular basis, but don&#39;t get hired.&amp;nbsp; I think I need a crash course in interview 101.&amp;nbsp; Either that or I need to go the route of finding a rich man who will support me.&amp;nbsp; Wait.......before you think I&#39;ve gone off my rocker.&amp;nbsp; I am just venting.&amp;nbsp; I am doing it because I can.&amp;nbsp; Kind of like that old song, &quot;It&#39;s My Party and I&#39;ll Cry if I Want to!&quot;&amp;nbsp; I am fast approaching 49.&amp;nbsp; Not that I&#39;m getting old, but dang......&amp;nbsp; These law firms want fresh young college grads that they don&#39;t have to pay and are easy on the eyes.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s true.&amp;nbsp; I have finally fallen into that rutt of being old in the work world, and it sucks!&amp;nbsp; Heck, maybe I have lost it.......&amp;nbsp; We shall see!&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/4374092844853028822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/4374092844853028822?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4374092844853028822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4374092844853028822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/05/off-my-rocker.html' title='Off my rocker.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-5352993293549954650</id><published>2013-04-27T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-27T20:25:18.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go back to the beginning.....it&#39;s where it all started</title><content type='html'>I have blogged a lot about my relationships, love, and all kinds of craziness.&amp;nbsp; But it wasn&#39;t until recently when I was talking to a very dear friend who is having marital problems, that my mind started swirling about the whole love thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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This friend has been married several years.&amp;nbsp; By all appearances, they had a good marriage.&amp;nbsp; Other than a few squabbles here and there, these two love each other and you know it.&amp;nbsp; So for her to tell me that their marriage was in trouble, I was shocked.&amp;nbsp; I know that they are trying counseling and she is in the fight for her life where her marriage is concerned.&amp;nbsp; When I asked her recently how things were going she said, they are better, just going slow.&amp;nbsp; She said it&#39;s like starting all over again......the getting to know each other, etc.&amp;nbsp; I asked if that was a bad thing and she said no, it&#39;s like they are best friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I started thinking...&amp;nbsp; If you truly love someone and the relationship ends without reason, can it be saved?&amp;nbsp; Can you go back to the roots of your relationship and start over?&amp;nbsp; Fall in love all over again?&amp;nbsp; I think so.....&amp;nbsp; Break-ups are the easy way out.&amp;nbsp; Divorces are more accessible and people literally give up too fast.&amp;nbsp; I believe in love.&amp;nbsp; True love is worth fighting for.&amp;nbsp; Even if it means going back to the beginning.&amp;nbsp; If you start to go different directions, go back to where it all began.&amp;nbsp; Take the time to re-examine the little things.&amp;nbsp; The silly new love stuff.&amp;nbsp; The awkwardness, goofy things.....&amp;nbsp; The long looks, the first kisses, the first time you made love.&amp;nbsp; Become friends.....best friends.&amp;nbsp; The moments that took your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think my whole approach has been wrong....imagine that!&amp;nbsp; I am sure this is not the last that you will hear from me on this.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s on my mind these days.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5352993293549954650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/5352993293549954650?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5352993293549954650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5352993293549954650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/04/go-back-to-beginningits-where-it-all.html' title='Go back to the beginning.....it&#39;s where it all started'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-8811486990426855574</id><published>2013-04-23T01:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-23T01:25:55.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling this and Juggling that.......</title><content type='html'>So the new blog is up and going.....&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s doing well.&amp;nbsp; I love writing about my experiences with my child.&amp;nbsp; I am also actively seeking steady employment.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s been rough!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m not proud to say it, but I finally hit rock bottom.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I really bottomed out!&amp;nbsp; A bring me to my knees with hysteria.&amp;nbsp; I haven&#39;t been that low since I lost my grandma over 10 years ago.&amp;nbsp; After it was all said and done on Friday, I had a lot of repenting to do.&amp;nbsp; I was very embarassed and actually afraid to pray.&amp;nbsp; I thought, how on earth can God forgive me for this breakdown.&amp;nbsp; I felt like such a failure and wanted to blame someone other than taking responsibility for myself.&amp;nbsp; I knew I was at that point that if I allowed myself to cry I would never stop.&amp;nbsp; I was right on target there.&amp;nbsp; I scared my child and I scared myself.&amp;nbsp; I knew I had to pray.&amp;nbsp; I did......and a guardian angel here on earth came to the rescue for Ryan and myself.&amp;nbsp; I am truly blessed.&amp;nbsp; Keeping the faith is key.&amp;nbsp; Never doubting that the Lord will fail me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am back on top, and I&#39;m feeling better emotionally.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have been all over the place with my writing here.&amp;nbsp; But it has been so therapeutic for me.&amp;nbsp; I love to write, and as I&#39;ve said before......it&#39;s all about ME!&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s the only place I can be real.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t have to worry about offending others or stepping on toes.&amp;nbsp; This is about me and only me.&amp;nbsp; As it&#39;s said.....I&#39;m just sayin&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the end of this day, life is good!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8811486990426855574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/8811486990426855574?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8811486990426855574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8811486990426855574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/04/juggling-this-and-juggling-that.html' title='Juggling this and Juggling that.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-7784597103650124379</id><published>2013-03-29T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-29T09:12:04.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow me here too.......</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before I have been working on a new blog.&amp;nbsp; I invite you to follow me there too.......&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you will enjoy it!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7784597103650124379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/7784597103650124379?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7784597103650124379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7784597103650124379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/follow-me-here-too.html' title='Follow me here too.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-796341491307088664</id><published>2013-03-26T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-26T20:09:11.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Focus</title><content type='html'>So I have been working on getting my new blog up and going.&amp;nbsp; Once I am finished and begin a new journey, I will share the link for those of you who want to follow.&amp;nbsp; My son Ryan and I have reached the place in our life that we are ready to share our stories.&amp;nbsp; I am very excited about this new adventure because I am very passionate about the cause of Autism and all the disorders on the spectrum, Asperger&#39;s Syndrome being the one my son was diagnosed with approximately 5 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I love my child and want to bring awareness....especially for the adults on the spectrum.&amp;nbsp; I will still be here blogging about my personal ups and downs too!&amp;nbsp; So thank you for hanging with me......you guys inspire me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/796341491307088664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/796341491307088664?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/796341491307088664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/796341491307088664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/child-focus.html' title='Child Focus'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-2601457563964443652</id><published>2013-03-24T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-24T21:28:52.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Army Wives&quot;</title><content type='html'>I love the show &quot;Army Wives.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I honestly believe I would have been a great army wife.&amp;nbsp; My ex-beau who stole my heart and won&#39;t give it back is retired military.&amp;nbsp; He is the first and only army guy I ever dated.&amp;nbsp; Military men are different.&amp;nbsp; I think the discipline and structure is good.&amp;nbsp; I also had a pen pal when I was in high school.&amp;nbsp; He was friends with one of my aunts and cousins.&amp;nbsp; I cannot remember his name, but we wrote faithfully.&amp;nbsp; I used to be so excited when I would get a letter from him.&amp;nbsp; I would always respond immediately.....&amp;nbsp; But this tv show just keeps me on the edge of the sofa.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2601457563964443652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/2601457563964443652?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/2601457563964443652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/2601457563964443652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/army-wives.html' title='&quot;Army Wives&quot;'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-7732178350454083419</id><published>2013-03-24T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-24T11:35:39.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>B**ch Fest</title><content type='html'>I do a lot of inspirationals and share stories on my Facebook page.&amp;nbsp; However, when I am having a bad day or just don&#39;t feel like being nice, I can&#39;t post it there.&amp;nbsp; My family jumps on that.&amp;nbsp; To them I am being a little less than &quot;christian&quot; like.&amp;nbsp; Or, I am being ungrateful.&amp;nbsp; It is assumed that I am not praying or letting the Lord take care of things.&amp;nbsp; I pray......every day.&amp;nbsp; I give praise to God.&amp;nbsp; No one can know what we have personally going on in our hearts.&amp;nbsp; My relationship with God is personal.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s between him and me.&amp;nbsp; My friends and family know I am a christian.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t back down from that for anyone.&amp;nbsp; My friends respect that.&amp;nbsp; Even the ones who are uncertain or just don&#39;t believe.&amp;nbsp; I witness to them.&amp;nbsp; I am judged more by my family who go to church and are very outspoken about their christianity.&amp;nbsp; I just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am a very spiritual person, and I have a tremendous faith in God.&amp;nbsp; But I am human too.&amp;nbsp; I have good days, I have bad days, and I have days that I feel like BLAH!&amp;nbsp; My life is not perfect, I have more bad hair days than not.&amp;nbsp; My weight sucks!&amp;nbsp; I am not rich by no means......and I wish I could catch that one big break.&amp;nbsp; I have scream fests with my adult Aspie son.&amp;nbsp; I cry and cry sometimes, until I feel like I will just dry up.&amp;nbsp; My once spotless house looks lived in now.&amp;nbsp; I suffer from heartbreak.&amp;nbsp; This has nothing to do with my faith.&amp;nbsp; Because I know that where I am is right where God intended for me to be.&amp;nbsp; This is my life.&amp;nbsp; I can vent about whatever I want to.&amp;nbsp; Right?&amp;nbsp; If I want to follow my heart and do what makes me happy.......&amp;nbsp; I can do that.&amp;nbsp; Because at the end of the day it&#39;s my life and the only one I have to answer to is the big guy upstairs.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Whew......&amp;nbsp; I feel a little better!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7732178350454083419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/7732178350454083419?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7732178350454083419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7732178350454083419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/bch-fest.html' title='B**ch Fest'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-5339802589288896158</id><published>2013-03-23T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-23T21:54:15.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let&#39;s go Gamestop hopping....</title><content type='html'>Time flies when you&#39;re having fun I guess.....&amp;nbsp; I took yesterday to spend with my kid.&amp;nbsp; We got out and went Gamestop hopping, as I like to call it.&amp;nbsp; We start at one spot and hop around to the different Gamestops.&amp;nbsp; My kid is a connoisseur of gaming.&amp;nbsp; He knows something about everything.&amp;nbsp; It is very easy for me to become hermit or homebody if I am not working.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn&#39;t be like that, and I promised myself I would start working on image and appearance.&amp;nbsp; Well, I hit a patch of depression last week.&amp;nbsp; As if it didn&#39;t show in my writing.&amp;nbsp; So when I am like this, my poor kid suffers.&amp;nbsp; Being the charmer he is, usually when we go Gamestop hopping he always tells me when we&#39;re finished he will go look wherever I want to look.&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; So that is what we did yesterday.......ALL day long!!&amp;nbsp; I was exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Now I am trying to shake the blues so I can jump back into things and move on past all of this depression stuff.&amp;nbsp; I am better than this.&amp;nbsp; As it&#39;s been said.....&amp;nbsp; &quot;tomorrow is a brand new day.&quot;&amp;nbsp; And, I plan to make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5339802589288896158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/5339802589288896158?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5339802589288896158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5339802589288896158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/lets-go-gamestop-hopping.html' title='Let&#39;s go Gamestop hopping....'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-5940417040730998067</id><published>2013-03-21T11:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-21T11:48:18.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My purpose in life</title><content type='html'>So this morning I was having a conversation with a very dear friend.&amp;nbsp; Actually she was my very best friend in 6th grade.&amp;nbsp; She was checking in with me to see how I was doing and how my job hunting was going.&amp;nbsp; As our conversation went on, I told her that I pray and trust that God will not let me down.&amp;nbsp; He has carried me so many times, but I feel like what I have been going through is only the tip of the ice burg, and it is a stepping stone to bigger and better things.&amp;nbsp; I truly believe that.&amp;nbsp; I have always been safe, and done the right thing.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t do change well, can be extreme at times, but for the most part I am stable.&amp;nbsp; I have lived in the same house for over 20 years, I worked at one job for 12 years, another for 2 years, and so on.&amp;nbsp; I just feel like now, something is pushing in the direction I should be going.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s definitley not safe, and there are no guarantees.&amp;nbsp; But, even being safe does not bring guarantees.&amp;nbsp; I am chasing possibilities, believing that God&#39;s plan for me is bigger and better than anything I could have ever imagined, and things are going to be okay.&amp;nbsp; Is there any other way?&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/5940417040730998067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/5940417040730998067?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5940417040730998067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/5940417040730998067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-purpose-in-life.html' title='My purpose in life'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-8127470026160955706</id><published>2013-03-20T23:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-20T23:37:55.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing back again.......</title><content type='html'>Wow.....&amp;nbsp; Did this day get away from me or what??&amp;nbsp; If it&#39;s not my kid, it&#39;s my dog.&amp;nbsp; If it&#39;s not my dog, it&#39;s my kid!&amp;nbsp; Last night my Ryan had a mini meltdown.&amp;nbsp; These always end the same way.&amp;nbsp; He screams at me and asks why I didn&#39;t have an abortion, and that I wish I had a normal healthy kid.&amp;nbsp; He now throws in that he knows that I secretly hate him.&amp;nbsp; I know this is all a part of his many disorders, but none the less it hurts.&amp;nbsp; I always feel that I have been placed in front of a firing squad, taken a few hits, and am expected to go on like the Energizer Bunny.&amp;nbsp; Well, it&#39;s not easy dammit!&amp;nbsp; Abortion was NEVER an option for me.&amp;nbsp; I fought with all my 20+1 year old ass had in me.&amp;nbsp; The circustances surrounding my pregnancy (which I blogged on earlier) were not the way any woman would want to get pregnant, but I wanted my baby.&amp;nbsp; I knew early on it would be high risk, but hey....I&#39;m a risk taker.&amp;nbsp; I dug my heels in, and even with the puking my guts up morning, noon and night, and bleeding the whole time....&amp;nbsp; I wanted my baby.&amp;nbsp; He has been my world.....he still is my world.&amp;nbsp; I understand that due to his Aspergers that he does not process things like me.&amp;nbsp; He doesn&#39;t sympathize or empathize.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s all cut and dry, black and white with him.&amp;nbsp; My heart breaks....&amp;nbsp; If he only knew and could understand my love for him is unconditional, and I could never imagine my life without him in it.&amp;nbsp; So when things like this happen it takes me a little while to bounce back.&amp;nbsp; My life as Ryan&#39;s mom is not easy.....but it is rewarding and fulfilling.&amp;nbsp; Even when life isn&#39;t good, it is......&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/8127470026160955706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/8127470026160955706?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8127470026160955706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/8127470026160955706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/bouncing-back-again.html' title='Bouncing back again.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-4558463126828018278</id><published>2013-03-19T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-19T11:19:18.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>I have been single for 20+ years.&amp;nbsp; I have done being alone very well.&amp;nbsp; Recently though, I am not doing being alone very well.&amp;nbsp; Last night I actually felt lonely.&amp;nbsp; I have reached the point that I think I can honestly say, I am ready for a relationship.&amp;nbsp; I think this is why I am so over thinking this whole dating thing.&amp;nbsp; If you have read my earlier blogs then you know I do not have a successful track record where relationships and marriages are concerned, but I am ready to try again.&amp;nbsp; I just want to make sure it is right.&amp;nbsp; I know there are no guarantees, but I have parents, siblings and friends who have long term marriages.&amp;nbsp; It can be done.&amp;nbsp; I am ready to be domestic.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not very good at it, but I will take cooking lessons and whatever I need to do.&amp;nbsp; I want to be that supportive girlfriend or wife.&amp;nbsp; I want to be there for my significant other.&amp;nbsp; I want him to be there for me.&amp;nbsp; I want to build a future with the right man......I just don&#39;t know where to start!&amp;nbsp; I will now over think this I&#39;m sure.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/4558463126828018278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/4558463126828018278?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4558463126828018278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4558463126828018278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-7863936241073501209</id><published>2013-03-18T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-18T13:00:36.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty &quot;Big&quot; Women......</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago my Ryan and I were in Toys R Us to purchase some new character for his latest game addiction.&amp;nbsp; We got behind this couple at the checkout with two small children who were out of control.&amp;nbsp; So, I am observing this couple.&amp;nbsp; The husband was&amp;nbsp;very nice looking and looked exhausted trying to take care of these two little out of control boys.&amp;nbsp; The wife was tall for a woman, and what I would call big boned.&amp;nbsp; She was not thin, but not fat either.&amp;nbsp; She was fluffy on the larger frame.&amp;nbsp; She had caked on make-up and had this scowl on her face kind of like, you just didn&#39;t want to tussel with her.&amp;nbsp; As they were finishing up with the purchase, she looked at him and said something very harsh about him having to put things together.&amp;nbsp; When she noticed us looking at them, she gave that bitch grin.&amp;nbsp; Kind of like, uh oh I got busted......&amp;nbsp; So I was thinking, maybe I have this whole thing wrong.&amp;nbsp; Maybe there are men that don&#39;t let a woman&#39;s weight intimidate them.&amp;nbsp; Then I thought, nooooo.....&amp;nbsp; He is just making nice with her while out with their kids, and he is probably the quiet guy out there doing his secretary.&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; We had just seen a beautiful big girl the day before with a very handsome man.&amp;nbsp; Even my Ryan commented on how pretty she was.&amp;nbsp; So after we witnessed this thing at the toy store, Ryan says, it&#39;s not like she is beautiful either.&amp;nbsp; She wasn&#39;t near as good looking as the other woman we saw yesterday.&amp;nbsp; This is my adult son who is on the autism spectrum noticing this.&amp;nbsp; I found that interesting.&amp;nbsp; So where am I going with this.....Hell, I don&#39;t know.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m just really making a lot of observations these days.&amp;nbsp; Trying to figure people out.&amp;nbsp; Are there good men out there or not?&amp;nbsp; Food for thought!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7863936241073501209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/7863936241073501209?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7863936241073501209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7863936241073501209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/pretty-big-women.html' title='Pretty &quot;Big&quot; Women......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-6108029132843527285</id><published>2013-03-17T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-17T23:17:09.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That whole dating thing - Again</title><content type='html'>So a few nights ago my instant messenger box pops up.&amp;nbsp; It was from a different guy than before.&amp;nbsp; I had given my messenger address to that one guy who wanted to cam, and this one who im&#39;d me.&amp;nbsp; This guy and I had been chatting, and he seemed nice enough.&amp;nbsp; Then all of a sudden during one of our conversations he just stopped chatting and disappeared.&amp;nbsp; That was fine with me.&amp;nbsp; So here he is im&#39;ing me again.&amp;nbsp; I was polite.&amp;nbsp; I asked him how he was and so on.&amp;nbsp; Then I asked him why all of a sudden out of the blue he stopped communicating with me.&amp;nbsp; He proceeds to tell me that he didn&#39;t.&amp;nbsp; He said it was me.&amp;nbsp; Well, it wasn&#39;t me.&amp;nbsp; I let him know it wasn&#39;t me.&amp;nbsp; Then he just all of a sudden asks me if I want to cam with him.&amp;nbsp; Uh huh.....the dirty dog!&amp;nbsp; I tell him I am not into the whole webcam thing, and I declined.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s when he says, we can just talk, no sex......Bahahaha!!!&amp;nbsp; I am thinking maybe it is me.&amp;nbsp; Is this what dating has come to, and I am just old school....&amp;nbsp; Why even bother calling it dating.&amp;nbsp; You meet someone online, then meet them on the webcam, and do the deed with him via webcam....&amp;nbsp; I find no excitement in that whatsoever!&amp;nbsp; Ummm......Yeah, this is bothering me.&amp;nbsp; And, then I heard the other day that some guy on the Christian site was accused of rape!&amp;nbsp; So where do good women go to find a decent man?&amp;nbsp; I think decent men just don&#39;t exist these days....&amp;nbsp; If you&#39;re not a barbie doll type, you don&#39;t make the cut!&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s for real....&amp;nbsp; So that guy stopped corresponding when I refused to cam with him.&amp;nbsp; Another one (well possibility of one) bites the dust!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6108029132843527285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/6108029132843527285?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6108029132843527285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6108029132843527285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/that-whole-dating-thing-again.html' title='That whole dating thing - Again'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-808557530510869305</id><published>2013-03-17T10:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-17T10:35:07.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck of the Irish.....Maybe</title><content type='html'>Whew!!&amp;nbsp; I survived!&amp;nbsp; I sent that text....he didn&#39;t respond, thank God!&amp;nbsp; I will just sweep that one under the rug.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s St. Patrick&#39;s Day!&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve never been one of those party animals on St. Patrick&#39;s Day.&amp;nbsp; Not even when I was younger.&amp;nbsp; I just never got the green beer thing.&amp;nbsp; I remember as a kid, you had to wear green.&amp;nbsp; If you didn&#39;t wear green, you ran the risk of getting a pinch on the a**.&amp;nbsp; I remember in my teens, if we didn&#39;t wear green, we would say.....&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m wearing green, you just can&#39;t see it.&amp;nbsp; Of course, implying that the undergarments were green.&amp;nbsp; I know, silly, huh?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, these days I don&#39;t even really own anything green.&amp;nbsp; Go figure.&amp;nbsp; My son owns shirts in all different shades of green.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s his favorite color.&amp;nbsp; I think I bought a green cotton camisole back during the summer.&amp;nbsp; I just might did it out and throw it on under a t-shirt.&amp;nbsp; Sounds good!&amp;nbsp; Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy St. Patrick&#39;s Day everybody......&amp;nbsp; May the luck of the Irish be with you, and may you beat the Leprechan to the pot of gold!&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/3356552322915036455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/3356552322915036455?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/3356552322915036455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/3356552322915036455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/can-we-say-pity-party-ummmyeah.html' title='Can we say pity party?  Ummm.....Yeah!'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-7403904295670400569</id><published>2013-03-16T13:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-16T13:56:48.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t care whether you&#39;re working or not....&amp;nbsp; The weekend is the weekend.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s a free ticket to be wild, crazy, and even lazy!&amp;nbsp; Lazy is what I&#39;ve been today!&amp;nbsp; Lord have mercy!!&amp;nbsp; Now, I am up and at em, and ready to get going.&amp;nbsp; I have cousins here visiting and we are going out to eat and hear my older brother play.&amp;nbsp; Sounds like a good Saturday night to me!&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll be back with stories I&#39;m sure!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/7403904295670400569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/7403904295670400569?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7403904295670400569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/7403904295670400569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/i-dont-care-whether-youre-working-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-683620496053845794</id><published>2013-03-15T09:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-15T09:44:07.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that......That and this</title><content type='html'>I feel good....&amp;nbsp; I survived this week so far!&amp;nbsp; I have had a bit of uncontrolable eating.....ugh....&amp;nbsp; That is normal I&#39;m thinking.&amp;nbsp; I did get out and about with my son yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s always an adventure with us, and I enjoy those times!&amp;nbsp; My mom was awesome, but I think I rock as a mom!&amp;nbsp; I am thinking about going and getting my hair chopped off this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.....I did it back in July, haven&#39;t touched it since, so it&#39;s about time.&amp;nbsp; I need change.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s a St. Patty&#39;s Day weekend.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m thinking I will probably go out with family this weekend to hear my older brother, who is an entertainer, play.&amp;nbsp; We have been doing Saturday nights at this place he plays.&amp;nbsp; Reasonable prices on food and drinks, and my brother rocks the place....&amp;nbsp; Country, old rock and oldies.&amp;nbsp; I love it!&amp;nbsp; Today....I will get out with my boy again.&amp;nbsp; He is into this new game, and is looking for a certain character.&amp;nbsp; We found one them yesterday, but there is still one to go.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s today in a flash.....a little bit of this and a little bit of that.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/683620496053845794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/683620496053845794?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/683620496053845794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/683620496053845794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-and-thatthat-and-this.html' title='This and that......That and this'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-4718303675455951030</id><published>2013-03-14T08:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-14T08:29:48.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good even when it&#39;s not</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning after a very restless night and very little sleep, and turn the tv onto the local news that I watch every morning, thinking this is what my life has become.&amp;nbsp; Unemployed....AGAIN....&amp;nbsp; Gaining weight....AGAIN....&amp;nbsp; Something has got to give.&amp;nbsp; Then here comes in my son, snatching up the remote.&amp;nbsp; He flipped the station over to VH1 Classic.&amp;nbsp; Okay....I don&#39;t know about you, but in my household, we have love our music!&amp;nbsp; Music is good for the soul....&amp;nbsp; But the best is that these songs this morning were the songs I listened to when I was in high school!&amp;nbsp; Takes me down memory lane.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love it!&amp;nbsp; By the time it&#39;s all said and done.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking life is still good, even when it&#39;s not!&amp;nbsp; So now I am bopping around.&amp;nbsp; Getting my dance on.&amp;nbsp; Feeling good!&amp;nbsp; I love my life :-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/4718303675455951030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/4718303675455951030?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4718303675455951030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4718303675455951030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/life-is-good-even-when-its-not.html' title='Life is good even when it&#39;s not'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-2070869462737193181</id><published>2013-03-13T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-13T20:58:12.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating.......</title><content type='html'>I won&#39;t sugar coat this.....&amp;nbsp; I hate the whole dating thing.&amp;nbsp; Being single these days really sucks!&amp;nbsp; I am going on 21 years single.&amp;nbsp; I had tried online dating way back when, but decided to go through and delete every online profile I had over 4 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I met and dated 2 or 3&amp;nbsp;good guys over the years of trying it.&amp;nbsp; I also made a couple of good guy friends.&amp;nbsp; So, about&amp;nbsp;3 months ago, I allowed one of my girlfriends to talk me into trying it one more time on one of the sites I had never tried before.&amp;nbsp; I was blown away.&amp;nbsp; I am sure there are women out there who are just as bad, but come on.&amp;nbsp; Within my first day on that site, I cannot even recall how many men propositioned me.&amp;nbsp; I am not a prude.&amp;nbsp; I pride myself on the fact that I am so open with my sexuality.&amp;nbsp; I am not shy when it comes to things like that.&amp;nbsp; However, there was a gentleman who hammered away at me wanting to use the webcam.&amp;nbsp; I refused to use mine, and said it was okay for him to use his, but told him that he needed to have his clothes on.&amp;nbsp; Well he proceeds to tell me that he just came in from his pool and had his swimsuit on.&amp;nbsp; A speedo.&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&amp;nbsp; He assured me he would stay seated and I would not have to look at him.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s not that I don&#39;t want to look at a man&#39;s body, but I want to meet a man who wants to wine and dine me.&amp;nbsp; Take me out on a date.&amp;nbsp; Get to know me, the person, before he goes showing me his body.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve already experienced passion beyond words.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s going to take someone to really sweep me off my feet now.&amp;nbsp; I believe that there has to be someone out there that can do more than that for me.&amp;nbsp; But, this guy used the excuse of him needing to get a drink of water as his excuse to stand up.&amp;nbsp; I immediately shut the came down.&amp;nbsp; He asked me why I did that.&amp;nbsp; I told him that I don&#39;t know him.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t want to see his naked body and so on.&amp;nbsp; So he stops communicating with me.&amp;nbsp; Well one night I see him online after I had deleted my profile.&amp;nbsp; I asked how he was, and why I had not heard from him.&amp;nbsp; He told me that I had problems, was way too uptight, and wished me luck on finding someone as uptight as I was.&amp;nbsp; I had to laugh.....&amp;nbsp; All because I didn&#39;t want to see a naked man I did not know on the webcam, I was dubbed uptight.&amp;nbsp; That was a first.&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; Stuff like that turns me off.&amp;nbsp; I am kind of nervous that there are no good guys out there.&amp;nbsp; Real men.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I thought I had met him and even allowed myself to fall in love with him completely, but even he let me down.&amp;nbsp; I am a very giving person.&amp;nbsp; I love with all I have in me.&amp;nbsp; I want that man who can step up and woo me......Be the man.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/2070869462737193181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/2070869462737193181?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/2070869462737193181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/2070869462737193181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/dating.html' title='Dating.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-6396174057732037592</id><published>2013-03-13T10:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-13T10:50:32.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I&#39;m traumatized!</title><content type='html'>When I dream, I dream alive and in color!&amp;nbsp; Well, the fallout from temp job yesterday....&amp;nbsp; Ay ya ya...&amp;nbsp; I was working in my sleep.&amp;nbsp; The attorney I worked for had left the office and there were others in the office so I thought I was safe.&amp;nbsp; I was working, and all of a sudden it was dark.&amp;nbsp; I jumped up and realized I had fallen asleep with my head on the desk and everyone left and locked me in.&amp;nbsp; Since I could not figure the phone system out, I could not call out and my cell phone was dead.&amp;nbsp; Traumatized, yes.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned....ask the right questions before I go on another temp job, and make sure I have Red Bull and my cell phone charger with me!&amp;nbsp; Yikes!!&amp;nbsp; So, onto another day......&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m thinking about talking men real soon!&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6396174057732037592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/6396174057732037592?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6396174057732037592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6396174057732037592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/i-think-im-traumatized.html' title='I think I&#39;m traumatized!'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-4858723600663722527</id><published>2013-03-12T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-12T21:15:05.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This sh** only happens to me.......</title><content type='html'>The temp job??&amp;nbsp; Oh good lord....&amp;nbsp; I knew this attorney from years ago.&amp;nbsp; He was old then.&amp;nbsp; Well, he is really old now.&amp;nbsp; Like almost 100 old.......&amp;nbsp; So, I am sitting there this morning waiting for him, and here he comes shuffling into the office, hunched over, sharp as a whip.&amp;nbsp; Umm.....yeah, it was a longgg day!&amp;nbsp; He almost fell two times!!&amp;nbsp; O-M-G!!!&amp;nbsp; I reached out to catch him one time.&amp;nbsp; It was just a natural instinct to do.&amp;nbsp; I called the temp agency when I got out earlier this evening and left them a message.&amp;nbsp; As fascinated as I am with this attorney, I don&#39;t want to go back there.&amp;nbsp; He has paid his dues.&amp;nbsp; He needs to hang up the scales of justice, relax and enjoy his old age.&amp;nbsp; I swear......only me, does this happen to!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/4858723600663722527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/4858723600663722527?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4858723600663722527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/4858723600663722527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-sh-only-happens-to-me.html' title='This sh** only happens to me.......'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338652011037788388.post-6818884486811693513</id><published>2013-03-12T06:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-12T06:48:44.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well wouldn&#39;t you know.....</title><content type='html'>I did the right thing.&amp;nbsp; Contacted the temp agency and activated my profile.&amp;nbsp; I contacted 2 recruiters that I had worked with in the past, and made other contacts.&amp;nbsp; Well, 2 hours into activating my profile with the temp agency I received a phone call, and I have a temp job for the day.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking this is&amp;nbsp;a good sign as far as work.&amp;nbsp; I think all will be okay on the job front.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everytime I go through changes like this, my son feeds off my energy.&amp;nbsp; I have been remarkably calm, but he seems to be on the edge.&amp;nbsp; I tell him we were fine, and all is good.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t think he is comprehending it though.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m hoping that it changes soon.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s hard enough keeping myself in check during times like this without his ups and downs......Ugh......&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am going to do this job, get her done, collect my paycheck and move it forward.&amp;nbsp; Sounds good to me.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll tell you about it later!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/feeds/6818884486811693513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/338652011037788388/6818884486811693513?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6818884486811693513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/338652011037788388/posts/default/6818884486811693513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannauncensored.blogspot.com/2013/03/well-wouldnt-you-know.html' title='Well wouldn&#39;t you know.....'/><author><name>Suzanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829315361136593403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLad_zU8jO6e-h331S9FkoI-MkTWzuELok1MjeLHsQBeUYwfPF-Y8TkYSNPH_lauGW2-whyp2J-r-oMLcnjxNpAYndumS5biuJ5YYFN9RYivGw3SBvWPlQPdjAqciCuR4/s220/IMG_5898b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>