<?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-8668370445863715707</id><updated>2025-10-30T12:37:08.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow me (The Chubee Chick) in my life changing journey to be a healthier, skinnier, more beautiful me. :)&#xa;&#xa;~Also Home to lots of Other Interesting things....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-5156139394682475014</id><published>2011-03-25T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:13:22.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m feeling pretty good today! Trying not to focus on all the negativity around me and just focus on the positive. I started off this morning hurrying around and stressing over so many things to do. Then I just stopped in my tracks, took a deep breath, and said a quick prayer. And I immediately felt better and my mood seemed to almost instantly change. The weather was absolutely beautiful here today in The Peach State. So instead of working inside the house, I worked outside most of the day and soaked up some good old vitamin D. Then I went to work for my friend Zach as his nurses assistant. As I worked him out doing stretching excersizes, I worked on my own arms and legs. He was looking at me like I was crazy. (He can&#39;t speak right now) So I explained to him that I was trying to get in some excersize too and he gave me a good solid blink. (Which means okay or yes) So we both got a pretty good workout on our arms and legs. I made a quick lunch afterward of salad greens with Feta and a greek vinagrette. And I had a couple of apple slices. Not exactly the lunch I would like to have ate. But still filling and good. Now I&#39;m awaiting the hubby to get home so we can go out for dinner. TGIF!!!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/5156139394682475014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/tgif.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/5156139394682475014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/5156139394682475014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-2509465327626582563</id><published>2011-03-23T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:39:30.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“This is my command - be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the LORD your God is with you wherever you go”&lt;br /&gt;
(Joshua 1:9, NLT)&lt;br /&gt;
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This scripture brought me comfort today so I just wanted to share. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/2509465327626582563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-my-command-be-strong-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/2509465327626582563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/2509465327626582563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-my-command-be-strong-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-4932545224477245292</id><published>2011-03-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:34:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Eating</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven&#39;t posted in almost a week. It&#39;s been a crazy past few days. We&#39;re in the process of getting ready to move next month. So I&#39;ve been working really hard on getting all of our clothes cleaned out. I told myself that I&#39;m only gonna keep the clothes that I can fit into right now. That way it will be more of an incentive to push myself to lose more&amp;nbsp;weight. Then I will be able to go on a shopping spree to get some new ones! YAY! But as I was cleaning and sorting thru things, I found a few pairs of Capris that I wore last summer. I put one of them on and they barely buttoned! I didn&#39;t think I had put on that much weight since last year. But obviously it snuck up on me at some point or another. I was totally disgusted&amp;nbsp;with myself. Then that got me thinking. I&#39;ve put on &quot;a little extra weight&quot; every year since I was in my teens. I&#39;ve never stayed at the same weight. It just keeps going higher and higher each year. So I have got to take serious control of myself THIS YEAR or else I&#39;m gonna weigh 500 pounds one day. And Lord knows I don&#39;t want to do that. When I analyze myself and my daily eating habits, I don&#39;t think I eat too bad. I eat a good breakfast every morning to start off my day. Then I usually have a mid morning snack to tide me over til lunch. Then I&#39;ll have lunch and dinner. And my meals are usually pretty well balanced. And the only time I over eat is when I&#39;m stressed out. Then I tend to eat a little too much if something is bothering me. Like I may just eat a really large portion of something when half of it actually filled me up. I guess that&#39;s what stress eating is. And I&#39;ve noticed lately that as I&#39;m conciously trying to eat healthier, that I seem to feel hungry all the time. And I don&#39;t understand why. I drink tons and tons of water trying to &quot;trick&quot; myself into thinking I&#39;m not hungry. So what&#39;s up with that? It&#39;s got to be all in my mind. Maybe I&#39;m just going crazy after all.....&lt;br /&gt;
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I wanted to share this with you all because this is what really got me thinking and put things in perspective for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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TODAY’S SCRIPTURE&lt;br /&gt;
“...He sends rain on the just and the unjust alike”&lt;br /&gt;
(Matthew 5:45, NLT)&lt;br /&gt;
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TODAY’S WORD from Joel and Victoria&lt;br /&gt;
We all have opportunities to get upset and live stressed out. The storms of life&lt;br /&gt;
come to every person. No matter how good a person you are, you’re going to have some “rain” in your life. When these storms come, a lot people use their faith to try to control their circumstances. But I’ve found it’s better to use my&lt;br /&gt;
faith to control myself in the midst of my circumstances. I know that if I can&lt;br /&gt;
just remain stable in the storms of life and stay in peace, that’s what allows&lt;br /&gt;
God to act on my behalf. God never said that we wouldn’t have difficulties, but He did promise we could have peace in the midst of the storms. When you face adversities, one of the most powerful things you can do is simply stay calm. When you are at peace, you are displaying your faith in God. By your actions you’re saying, “God, I know You’re still on the throne. I know You’re bigger than this problem.” So keep peace in the midst of your storms today. Trust that He is working behind the scenes. Keep your heart open to Him because soon He will deliver you!&lt;br /&gt;
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A PRAYER FOR TODAY&lt;br /&gt;
Father God, thank You for peace in the midst of the storms of life. I choose to&lt;br /&gt;
hold my peace knowing that You are working behind the scenes. I trust You, I&lt;br /&gt;
trust Your timing, and I trust that You are working everything together for my&lt;br /&gt;
good because You love me. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;
- Joel &amp;amp; Victoria Osteen</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/3836862457897346220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-midst-of-storm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3836862457897346220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3836862457897346220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-midst-of-storm.html' title='In The Midst Of The Storm'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-839273834075331708</id><published>2011-03-14T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:44:13.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Kick In The A**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been sick the past couple of days and I have done nothing. I mean absolutely nothing (that&#39;s considered excersize). I have watched more T.V in these past few days than I probably have in the past year. Oh, and I can probably tell you about every&amp;nbsp;Lifetime movie ever made. Because I watched them all. LOL!&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;cleaned out our closets and drawers, (Ok maybe that can count for a little excersize) I caught up my journal, I read a bizillion blogs, I tried some new recipes, and that&#39;s about it. I would say I slept alot like most sick people do. But I have had a very hard time sleeping lately. So here it is 3:29 am when I should be asleep, but I&#39;m not. So I decided to work a little and catch up on here about my very boring weekend. I did actually leave the house today though which was great. My dog (Dax) turned 5 years old today. Or I guess 35 in dog years? Anyways, me and my hubby have this sort of tradition where every year on his birthday we go out and have a steak for dinner. Then we bring home the birthday boy our leftovers. So we headed out to Longhorn Steak House tonight to partake in some feasting. And OMG was it good! Now I&#39;m gonna need a good old kick in the a** to get my butt back in gear tomorrow. After being so lazy for a few days, I have alot of working out to catch up on. I think I will start with a bike ride in the morning. It&#39;s supposed to be pretty here tomorrow so it shouldn&#39;t be too cold. But we&#39;ll see....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve been watching videos on CNN.com all day because I&#39;ve been bed ridden with some type of Flu bug and I&#39;m in&amp;nbsp;total shock. This is absolutely horrible...&lt;br /&gt;
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:(</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/6029128128158081032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-and-prayers-go-out-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6029128128158081032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6029128128158081032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-and-prayers-go-out-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-3652150481565599438</id><published>2011-03-11T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:46:55.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY Turkey Chili</title><content type='html'>One of my wonderful blogger friends sent me this recipe so I tried it out last night. (She&amp;nbsp;got it from The 17 Day Diet). It is super easy, which is great for someone like me who isn&#39;t Rachel Ray in the kitchen. And it&#39;s absolutely delicious and very filling. Since I loved it so much, I thought I would share it with everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;
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2 lbs lean ground turkey &lt;br /&gt;
1 onion&lt;br /&gt;
1 14-15 oz. cans black beans&lt;br /&gt;
1 14-15 oz. cans kidney beans&lt;br /&gt;
salt, pepper, chili powder to taste&lt;br /&gt;
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Cook the meat and onion together so&amp;nbsp;that the&amp;nbsp;onions are&amp;nbsp;really well-done.&lt;br /&gt;
Then add the beans and seasoning.&amp;nbsp;You then let&amp;nbsp;this all simmer for 20 minutes.. Then Voila! &lt;br /&gt;
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(Or if your like me and KC you can&#39;t wait the 20 minutes to dig into a bowl. So just make sure the beans are warmed through then you can go ahead and eat.)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/3652150481565599438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/yummy-turkey-chili.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3652150481565599438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3652150481565599438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/yummy-turkey-chili.html' title='YUMMY Turkey Chili'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-3680940507288158350</id><published>2011-03-09T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:31:37.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~All About Me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I keep seeing all these little survey things and thought I would do one to let you all know a little more about me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Age&lt;/strong&gt;: 36&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Bed size&lt;/b&gt;: Queen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Chore you hate&lt;/b&gt;: Laundry and Grocery Shopping!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Dogs or Cats&lt;/b&gt;: Dog~ A feisty male &lt;span id=&quot;ctl00_BodyContent_ucDogBreedsProfile_dlDirectoryListing_ctl04_lblBreed&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chihuahua named Dax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Fave color&lt;/b&gt;: Turquoise Blue&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Gold or silver&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Silver&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Instruments I play&lt;/b&gt;: A mean Air Guitar....LOL&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Job Title&lt;/b&gt;: I have alot of them&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kids&lt;/b&gt;: None. Can&#39;t have babies. :(&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Live&lt;/b&gt;: Georgia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nicknames&lt;/b&gt;: Jewels ~or~&amp;nbsp;Ju Ju Beans&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Pet peeve&lt;/b&gt;: Cocky Men, Dirty Sinks, People who smack their Gum, White People with Dread Locks, And many, many more... :O&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Quote from a movie&lt;/b&gt;: &quot;And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Right or left handed&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Right &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Siblings&lt;/b&gt;: 3 Sisters&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Time you wake up&lt;/b&gt;: I try to get up by 7am, but it varies alot depending on how late I stayed up the night before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Underwear&lt;/b&gt;: What about them? I do wear them!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Veggie you dislike&lt;/b&gt;: Brussel Sprouts and Asparagus&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What makes you run late&lt;/b&gt;: I&#39;m usually early for everything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Yummy food you make:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Pigs in a Blanket &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie from Childhood:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Goonies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie as an Adult: &lt;/strong&gt;The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Book:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Twilight (Seriously)...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Food:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Pizza and Steak&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hobbies: &lt;/strong&gt;Photography, Traveling. Reading, Blogging, Swimming&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Vacation Spot: &lt;/strong&gt;Navarre Beach Florida, or The Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Something You Collect: &lt;/strong&gt;Anything Hello Kitty&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Any Tattoos: &lt;/strong&gt;Blue Daisy on my Left Foot, and A Small Hello Kitty on Shoulder Blade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Something you Love: &lt;/strong&gt;Shopping and Taking Pictures&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Someone you Love: &lt;/strong&gt;My Hubby &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Car: &lt;/strong&gt;Range Rover!!!! (But I drive a Toyota Corolla)&amp;nbsp;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Sport: &lt;/strong&gt;College Football, Roller Derby&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Beer or Wine: &lt;/strong&gt;Wine, but only once in&amp;nbsp;blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Bags or Shoes: OMG BOTH!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;No way to choose between the two.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope I didn&#39;t bore you!&amp;nbsp; Tee Hee.....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/3680940507288158350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3680940507288158350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/3680940507288158350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-about-me.html' title='~All About Me~'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-7980497814964308663</id><published>2011-03-09T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T18:29:51.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhstCBXOsk721I8LAG19UmZRRMhKHdtbjXlcGsToZt_vyG-IPFgny5YPW4V-YMbc_TK3E32wEFgEPrmdSwRo6Vvv4uBwhFHQcD1D0z-xjAm6X0NoE_0OCK867B1GW6KBE4o8YVJR9Jc43He/s1600/RedPumpFeet300x250.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; q6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhstCBXOsk721I8LAG19UmZRRMhKHdtbjXlcGsToZt_vyG-IPFgny5YPW4V-YMbc_TK3E32wEFgEPrmdSwRo6Vvv4uBwhFHQcD1D0z-xjAm6X0NoE_0OCK867B1GW6KBE4o8YVJR9Jc43He/s1600/RedPumpFeet300x250.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/7980497814964308663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7980497814964308663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7980497814964308663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhstCBXOsk721I8LAG19UmZRRMhKHdtbjXlcGsToZt_vyG-IPFgny5YPW4V-YMbc_TK3E32wEFgEPrmdSwRo6Vvv4uBwhFHQcD1D0z-xjAm6X0NoE_0OCK867B1GW6KBE4o8YVJR9Jc43He/s72-c/RedPumpFeet300x250.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-7571944827926030156</id><published>2011-03-09T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:35:26.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Deals and Freebies....</title><content type='html'>Hey guys~ Please make sure you check out my page for Fabulous Deals and Freebies! There are some really cool things are there right now.....&lt;br /&gt;
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We got married when I was 25 and worked for as a Marketing assistant. My husband owned his own Roofing Company and we both worked long and crazy hours. So I&#39;ve never been one to cook alot. It has just always been easier and faster to eat out. He has never seemed to mind. But I do try to make a good home cooked meal for him once in awhile. However all that&#39;s about to change and I&#39;m scared to death. We are moving on April 1st to a house that&#39;s in a Lake community way out in the boonies. So, I will have to no choice other than to cook at home every day. At least during the week anyways. And like I said before, I don&#39;t cook that much. And the things I do make are easy dishes. I&#39;ve always made Spaghetti because it&#39;s so easy and cheap. I&#39;ve made Meat Loaf and Lasagna, Tacos and Burritos, etc. But now that I have totally changed the way I eat, I really need to expand my culinary skills. But where do I even start? I&#39;m not even sure if I know how to make&amp;nbsp;anything that isn&#39;t loaded with fat or&amp;nbsp;way&amp;nbsp;too many calories. I know that I need to stick to&amp;nbsp;lean cuts of meat and try to grill it. But what can I make to go with the meats? Like I&#39;ve never really made an actual &quot;healthy&quot; meal by myself and I&#39;m terrorified! But I have the rest of this month to start getting together more healthy recipes. So if anyone has any suggestions, PLEASE feel free to comment and send them to me.&amp;nbsp; :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/938860057848976892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/learning-to-cook.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/938860057848976892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/938860057848976892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/learning-to-cook.html' title='Learning to Cook'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-7489652221408386785</id><published>2011-03-05T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:51:23.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb....</title><content type='html'>I have alot going on right now. Nothing&#39;s wrong with me and my hubby, we&#39;re&amp;nbsp;great. But it involves certain people in our lives. And their causing some major stress on us. And do you know what happens when I get stressed? I EAT! And eat. And eat. I swore I would&amp;nbsp;never do that again, (this time around).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But I know and admit that I have a pattern of doing it. I just can&#39;t screw up this time! I&#39;ve been doing SO good lately. But the situation is just getting worse. And all&amp;nbsp;I want to do&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;go crawl in my bed with a tub of Blue Bell Birthday Cake Ice Cream and watch movies all day. I guess I am &quot;trying&quot; to act like what&#39;s going on around me isn&#39;t really happening. But it is, and it&#39;s killing me inside. I can&#39;t really divuldge too many details&amp;nbsp;because the people this involves could possibly read this. Just know that I need some serious motivation right now to get my head back on straight. I haven&#39;t went on any &quot;binge&quot; yet but I feel it coming. UGH. Why do I do this to myself and let what other people do bring me down.....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/7489652221408386785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/numb.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7489652221408386785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7489652221408386785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/numb.html' title='Numb....'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-6007330517732141292</id><published>2011-03-01T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:42:54.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this make me look fat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiC51Vf3XoRSx4hMiCnMHtK2o-LoqO07FICfaRMp98l4Y3uWV2674UIKdmEskY9fzz4k0lYu_b-uTTvWvkSMOeN9PnpZSS53h5MvK8xaJMpkZ_f7V-t5mKSnsSb8Hrheomg9K7z9nvWxDZ/s1600/fat.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;273&quot; l6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiC51Vf3XoRSx4hMiCnMHtK2o-LoqO07FICfaRMp98l4Y3uWV2674UIKdmEskY9fzz4k0lYu_b-uTTvWvkSMOeN9PnpZSS53h5MvK8xaJMpkZ_f7V-t5mKSnsSb8Hrheomg9K7z9nvWxDZ/s320/fat.gif&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I would NEVER ask this question. First of all, because I know the answer to the freaking&amp;nbsp;question. Duh! And second, I will know that who ever I am asking would be lying to me if they said no. So this got me thinking. (Which can be slightly dangerous at times). But I was wondering if any of my overweight friends and family ever ask this question to other people. Almost all of them immediately said no! Well why is that? Because we know we&#39;re fat and don&#39;t need anyone pointing out that a certain outfit may make us look even worse. So what gets me is when&amp;nbsp;all the skinny people ask this question, knowing damn well what the persons response is going to be. It&#39;s like they love to hear, No, you could never look fat, your&amp;nbsp;SOOO skinny. UGH. I have a niece who has the body of a super&amp;nbsp;model and she&#39;s tall too. And I swear everytime we would get ready to go somewhere she always&amp;nbsp;asks me that. My reply is always, &quot;Please don&#39;t worry about it honey, you&#39;ll be standing next to me&quot;.&amp;nbsp; She doesn&#39;t find my answer funny, but I do!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, this is just a&amp;nbsp;pet peeve of mine and I had to &quot;vent&quot; a little. I overheard someone ask this earlier today who obviously knew she didn&#39;t look fat. Because if she really thought she looked fat, then why the heck was she half naked? HMMM....People.....?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/6007330517732141292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/does-this-make-me-look-fat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6007330517732141292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6007330517732141292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/03/does-this-make-me-look-fat.html' title='Does this make me look fat?'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiC51Vf3XoRSx4hMiCnMHtK2o-LoqO07FICfaRMp98l4Y3uWV2674UIKdmEskY9fzz4k0lYu_b-uTTvWvkSMOeN9PnpZSS53h5MvK8xaJMpkZ_f7V-t5mKSnsSb8Hrheomg9K7z9nvWxDZ/s72-c/fat.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-7964911430166528512</id><published>2011-02-28T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:35:37.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Soda....</title><content type='html'>I was really busy this past weekend, but it was great! I had the usual dinner out with the hubby and was able to use my new IPhone app again to make a good meal decision. (LOL) Then on&amp;nbsp;Saturday I spent the day with my sister and neice at the mall. We walked all day long! So much so, that when we finally got back to my house I could barely sit down because my legs hurt so bad. That tells me that I haven&#39;t been doing enough walking on a daily basis or else I wouldn&#39;t have been hurting like that. Shame on me! I think I&#39;ve been so focused on doing other cardio type excersizes that I have neglected to simply do enough walking. So that&#39;s now on my daily &quot;To Do&quot; list. I want to try and get in at least 30 minutes to an hour of just walking in my daily routine. And also, something else I have been struggling with over the past week is drinking my water. For some reason I have craved Pop (Soda, Coke, whatever you want to call it) everyday! I am trying so hard not to give in to this but OMG I love my soda! I know how good water is for the body and I understand all that. But it&#39;s just so BLAH. Now I&#39;m finding that getting through 8 or more glasses a day is like torture. When I first started making all these changes to my diet it was alot easier. I think because I was so excited and ready to make the needed changes. But now it seems to be getting harder and harder. I&#39;m not buying soda&#39;s to keep in my home so that helps. But then whenever I&#39;m out, their constantly on my mind. I would LOVE to just pull into a drive thru&amp;nbsp;whenever I feel like it and&amp;nbsp;grab one. But I know that once I tell myself &quot;I&#39;ll do it just this once&quot; then&amp;nbsp;my old habits will right back. So everyone please pray for my strength!!!!! If I can get over my addiction to sodas then&amp;nbsp;the rest will be so much easier....&lt;br /&gt;
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So anyways, then I checked the Apps on my IPhone and I found a free app called &quot;Restaurant Nutrition.&quot;&amp;nbsp;It&#39;s got the nutritional info&amp;nbsp;for over 115 restaurants and over 19,000 food items. It also helps you track your calories, carbs, protein, fat and more! It&#39;s perfect and just what I needed to help me make better choices when going out. So Thanks Brendan for giving me the idea! I was able to eat dinner out with my hubby tonight at Longhorn Steak House without stressing and knew exactly how many calories I was eating. And it was FANTASTIC!!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/5967242271824862991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekend-temptation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/5967242271824862991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/5967242271824862991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekend-temptation.html' title='Weekend Temptation'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-1561138782884754995</id><published>2011-02-24T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T22:20:36.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better A Busy Bee Than A Lazy Daisy</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven&#39;t posted for the past couple of days. School has been out for the past week here and my sister needed a baby sitter for my 6 year old niece. So I volunteered to keep her. The first day she comes in with her little &quot;Snack Bag&quot; full of goodies for the week and as I&#39;m putting them away I see the enemy. Girl Scout Samoa Cookies!!!! Their my absolute favorite. I mean I seriously look forward to seeing the Girl Scouts set up in front of Walmart every year so that I can get my stash of Somoa&#39;s. I put them away and told myself &quot;their just cookies, you can do this&quot;. But I swear every day I have just tried to ignore the fact that they were&amp;nbsp;even there. I mean I didn&#39;t even pull them out to give to her because I didn&#39;t even want to look at them. LOL. Then finally yesterday we went on a picnick to the park with a bunch of other kids so I threw them in the bag. Then once they had all finished eating I took them out and opened the box and just walked away from the table. I seriously didn&#39;t even want to look at them. That&#39;s how much I love those damn things. But other than that little dilema she has kept me very active this week so far! We went to the Aquatic center on Monday to swim, then we had 3 scavenger hunts and a water balloon fight on&amp;nbsp;Tuesday and then the park visit on Wednesday. We played tennis and rode bikes for a couple of hours. So I&#39;ve deffinately been able to get in&amp;nbsp;some extra excersize. I guess it&#39;s better to be a busy bee&amp;nbsp;then to be a lazy Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;
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On another note, I weighed again yesterday and I GAINED a pound! I know it&#39;s only 1 little pound, but a pound is a pound to me! And I don&#39;t understand why. I mean I&#39;ve been eating the same, drinking my water, and I have excersized more in the past 2 weeks than I ever have. A friend told me that it could be because I am putting on muscle now. But I&amp;nbsp;thought that was just an old wives tale or something.&amp;nbsp;I have been using weights alot though. I have 4 pound ankle weights for when I&#39;m riding my bike, and then some 10 pound weights to use for working on my arms. Does anyone know if this is true or not? I really want to know if that could be why or not. I&#39;m not gonna let this get me down though. I know I will keep losing as long as I just stay focused..... :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/1561138782884754995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-busy-bee-than-lazy-daisy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/1561138782884754995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/1561138782884754995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-busy-bee-than-lazy-daisy.html' title='Better A Busy Bee Than A Lazy Daisy'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-6447566568203190255</id><published>2011-02-21T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:10:10.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh.... Carbs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHjP8rP2l0LP0X4CJyosxiKnN3-Lr1N8XnDPynXiheNKC17fiIY9wKhFCQPjxYP6OLlCFBnucZd_YBgZ1MkpOW4u7vLCqbGTGokvAdKZ79X6NlGmjXmDIlW163CBpAC9LgMUQu_2Ub7Oz/s1600/carbs2.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; j6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHjP8rP2l0LP0X4CJyosxiKnN3-Lr1N8XnDPynXiheNKC17fiIY9wKhFCQPjxYP6OLlCFBnucZd_YBgZ1MkpOW4u7vLCqbGTGokvAdKZ79X6NlGmjXmDIlW163CBpAC9LgMUQu_2Ub7Oz/s320/carbs2.png&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am finding it really hard not to eat Carbs. Does anyone else have this problem?&amp;nbsp;Why do&amp;nbsp;they have to be so darn good? It&#39;s like all of my favorite foods are freakin Carbs. I love Pasta and&amp;nbsp;Bread, and Cereal, and so on.....I&#39;ve been trying to do the &quot;low carb&quot; thing on top of doing weight watchers. The Weight Watchers Point System is great and really easy to follow and stick to. But I thought if I tried to cut my Carbs too, then I would really lose some weight. But&amp;nbsp;I think now I just&amp;nbsp;need to focus on getting my points in correctly and not try so hard to be perfect. I&amp;nbsp;guess I&#39;m just worried because I feel&amp;nbsp;like every meal I eat includes Carbs. And I know there has got to be some great meals that I would like that don&#39;t have to involve Pasta or Bread. But I&amp;nbsp;am having trouble finding meals like this. Any suggestions? I need some serious help! I think I&#39;m actually addicted to Carbs?!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/6447566568203190255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/ahhh-carbs.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6447566568203190255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/6447566568203190255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/ahhh-carbs.html' title='Ahhh.... Carbs!'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHjP8rP2l0LP0X4CJyosxiKnN3-Lr1N8XnDPynXiheNKC17fiIY9wKhFCQPjxYP6OLlCFBnucZd_YBgZ1MkpOW4u7vLCqbGTGokvAdKZ79X6NlGmjXmDIlW163CBpAC9LgMUQu_2Ub7Oz/s72-c/carbs2.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-1501533715083659018</id><published>2011-02-20T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T20:25:02.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking is Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiurHsP0d-pXj8-PlZoRZSvICd8HZLrsNvRAvdJ4hdrBseO2FNbritpB81o4okYgHI5Z59vdKx4Ihdg-yd03fq8FTXcaMRzqGKp_3ch2uEe-XCVF2SrgyDQs1qGwcS7vCV-s0iEH4NiFVqL/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; j6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiurHsP0d-pXj8-PlZoRZSvICd8HZLrsNvRAvdJ4hdrBseO2FNbritpB81o4okYgHI5Z59vdKx4Ihdg-yd03fq8FTXcaMRzqGKp_3ch2uEe-XCVF2SrgyDQs1qGwcS7vCV-s0iEH4NiFVqL/s320/IMG_0463.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXR7sUX-gXnXVNPtJQDp82qy3JmOphQq01zc7Tu6Lo3G6Qoy4I18oO19In7YpmrH-KyJxptIWRbrAr_RXRt4KSWNqhtUrIukkki7q2I7UBOxzgG73QEBR258b4DU3_aFqZpVs9Gr3tIfo/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; j6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXR7sUX-gXnXVNPtJQDp82qy3JmOphQq01zc7Tu6Lo3G6Qoy4I18oO19In7YpmrH-KyJxptIWRbrAr_RXRt4KSWNqhtUrIukkki7q2I7UBOxzgG73QEBR258b4DU3_aFqZpVs9Gr3tIfo/s320/IMG_0529.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My husband told me Thursday night that his job is wanting to transfer him to another location. It would be a great promotion for him,&amp;nbsp;going from an Assistant Manager, to being a Branch Service Manager. He would get a decent pay raise and receive quarterly bonuses. The only problem is that the new shop is over an hour away. Which in turn means, we have to move. UGH. We just moved into the house we&#39;re currently in back in October. But we knew this move was only temporary as we are living with our friends to help out. (Long story~ but my hubby&#39;s best friend was shot 7 times last year. 5 times in the head. So he was in the hospital for about 10 months then released in October. we moved in to help out with the kids, taking care of Zach, etc.) So we knew that this wouldn&#39;t be long term. But the plan was to stay here with them until August when their new handicap house should be&amp;nbsp;finished&amp;nbsp;by. I talked it over with our friend and she told us that she thought we should go for it. We had already made up our minds that this was something that we had to do. But we just wanted to make sure that they would be okay if we were&#39;nt still living under the same roof. I mean even if we do move a little further away from them, it will still be within driving distance for me to come and help out.&amp;nbsp;And I still want to help out. I have seen our friend suffer so much this past year. And I absolutely love seeing the little miracles we get to experience with him each day. So&amp;nbsp;I plan to continue working with him several days a week. But for now, we&#39;ve got to get in gear and find a new home. (Watch out Craig&#39;s&amp;nbsp;List, here&amp;nbsp;I come!)&amp;nbsp;We don&#39;t have to rush too bad because my husband said he could do the hour plus drive for awhile. But I wanted to go check out the potential cities we might be moving to right away. So we headed out this morning into the North Georgia Mountains. It is breath takingly beautiful up there, I must admit. But the thought of moving out to the boondocks kind of scares me. But I think the change will be good. We&#39;ve been through so much heartache since last year, so I think it&#39;s time for a change.&amp;nbsp;We took a long drive through the mountains and stopped once for a quick hike. Which then turned into a long hike. I&#39;ve never been one to volunteer to&amp;nbsp;go hiking. UHH UHH Not me! That&#39;s too much damn excersize! LOL. But this time it was different. I wasn&#39;t panting so hard I thought I would faint. Or complaining so much that I had to worry that my husband might push me off a cliff to put me out of my misery. I actually ENJOYED it!!!! ALOT! And when I told my husband that I thought hiking was fun, he started laughing because he thought I was totally kidding. Then I said, &quot;No, for real. I&#39;m loving it&quot;. So then he&amp;nbsp;asked me if I was&amp;nbsp;feeling alright and felt my head! Silly man.... Hiking is fun! And great excersize! :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/1501533715083659018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/hiking-is-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/1501533715083659018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/1501533715083659018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/hiking-is-fun.html' title='Hiking is Fun'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiurHsP0d-pXj8-PlZoRZSvICd8HZLrsNvRAvdJ4hdrBseO2FNbritpB81o4okYgHI5Z59vdKx4Ihdg-yd03fq8FTXcaMRzqGKp_3ch2uEe-XCVF2SrgyDQs1qGwcS7vCV-s0iEH4NiFVqL/s72-c/IMG_0463.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-7401221700367640359</id><published>2011-02-19T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:18:29.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend or Frenemie?</title><content type='html'>You know it&#39;s amazing to have a friend who really has your back in all you do in your life. Especially when your faced with challenges such as a family illness, financial problems, boyfriend or spouse issues, etc... And being able to have the support of friends and family when your trying to make real life changes, (Such as when your dieting) are really important. I have found that since I started this journey, I do have a few key support people. My awesome husband, my sisters, my niece and my friend Tanya. But there is this one person who has really just shocked the crap out of me. I figured she would have my back too, but I think I was mistaken. She&#39;s made a few little smart alec comments that just left me speechless. Like for example, I used to be a huge Soda drinker. And I have dropped them like cold Turkey. I haven&#39;t had one in over a month now! I am drinking only water now and the occasional Sweet Tea on &quot;Cheat Days&quot;. Well this one day a family friend asked me how I was doing on my diet. And I told her about how I had quit drinking all the Soda and have totally changed the way I eat. I guess I was sorta bragging because I am really proud of myself ya know? And then my &quot;so called friend&quot; says, &quot;Yeah, we&#39;ll see how long this lasts&quot;. ??? And then another time someone commented on how great my skin is looking these days and said it&#39;s probably because of all the water I&#39;m drinking. Then my &quot;friend&quot; once again said something smart about how it&#39;s just a ton of makeup.??? I know that I tend to take things the wrong way sometimes. But who doesn&#39;t?&amp;nbsp;And I think that alot of it comes from being heavy all my life. I guess maybe I just always &quot;assume&quot; that people are talking about me because I&#39;m a fattie. When they very well may not be talking about me at all. But I&#39;ve got to be honest here, she is killing me with the negativity! I mean at least once a week or more, someone is complimenting me on how great I&#39;m doing, or telling me to keep up the great work. And whenever she is in my presence, she always finds something negative to say. And I&#39;m also wondering if it is because she is a big girl too. And maybe she&#39;s worried that I might actually do it this time. I&#39;ve asked her to do this with me. I mean I would LOVE to have someone to excersize with or just to go out to lunch with someone else who is watching what their eating. But she just acts like this is just a temporary phase that I&#39;m going to grow out of. And I&#39;m not. Like I&#39;ve said before, I&#39;m not even really looking at this as a diet, but as a &quot;Life Style Change&quot;. And I&#39;m changing for good this time. No going back to my Chubee Chick ways. Am I wrong to feel a little hurt by the negativitiy? Or am I just being too darn sensitive? Because I&#39;m really feeling like she&#39;s turning into a frenemie instead of being my friend. :(</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/7401221700367640359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/friend-or-frenemie.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7401221700367640359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7401221700367640359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/friend-or-frenemie.html' title='Friend or Frenemie?'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-2113323113550984348</id><published>2011-02-16T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:43:37.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder Thighs</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been trying several different types of excersize to see what works best for me. So far, I am totally into the bike riding. I love how free I feel when I&#39;m out on my bike, wind blowing thru my hair, and no thoughts running thru my brain other than hoping I don&#39;t crash into a tree. (My bike has no brakes....)&lt;br /&gt;
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But I have decided this week to try and focus on excersizes that will &quot;target&quot; my Thunder Thighs. That&#39;s one of the parts I hate the most on my body. I&#39;m guessing that the bike riding will be good for&amp;nbsp;my thighs too.&amp;nbsp;But I&#39;ve been working them so hard over the past few days that&amp;nbsp;that now I&amp;nbsp;feel like I rode a Donkey across the Dessert. So I think I&#39;m gonna take the night off tonight and let them &quot;heal&quot; for a minute. But I PROMISE I will get right back at it tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.~ This is my Dream bike that I&#39;m saving for. I love Hello Kitty so it&#39;s PERRRFECT! But quite pricey too....&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I tend to lose sight though. I turn into the person who wants it all and wants it all right now (whatever &#39;it all&#39; even is)! I forget to &quot;Stop and smell the Roses&quot;. And while I am busy planning our next step, I miss what is happening right here and now. I forget to slow down and appreciate all of the wonderful blessings I have at this very moment. &lt;br /&gt;
But life sat me down last night and reminded me of my blessings. I am married to the most amazing man! I&#39;m not just saying that. He really is the greatest thing since sliced bread. LOL. And I truly believe that we are Soulmates. I will not sit here and tell you that I don&#39;t deserve him, I do. I have gone through enough to know that he is exactly what I never knew I always needed. But there are days I need to be reminded of that. And tell him, so I did. And then he reminded me that God knew what he was doing when he brought us together, into each others lives for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am also surrounded by some truly great friends, and I have 3 wonderful sisters who I adore, and a neice who is one of my closest confidants. I no longer have my Mother or Father (RIP Mom and Dad) But I still have lots of other people in my life who I love and who love me. And that&#39;s a blessing in itself! Some people have no family or friends. I can&#39;t even imagine what my life would be like without any of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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So basically we&#39;ve decided that we need to slow down a bit. And remember to take time to notice the little things and enjoy what each day of life brings us. After all, life is a marathon, but not a race.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/7039923427032671964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/stop-and-smell-roses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7039923427032671964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/7039923427032671964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/stop-and-smell-roses.html' title='Stop and smell the Roses'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668370445863715707.post-2751600082014307504</id><published>2011-02-13T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:56:16.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine&#39;s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXPiCBwjQpf4cfYkxrC6s-ixQnIOTAGy4n6oQIhGdU0I-YApo-tvnX0ll743mpL6JEKIhJtcgtKgUbL4_NmE6XDaY3lOVEAv0wef1s6MVvY3QhnLGwJk0HsEr05d0r3X3YuUwXcVM6r4l7/s1600/love.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; h5=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXPiCBwjQpf4cfYkxrC6s-ixQnIOTAGy4n6oQIhGdU0I-YApo-tvnX0ll743mpL6JEKIhJtcgtKgUbL4_NmE6XDaY3lOVEAv0wef1s6MVvY3QhnLGwJk0HsEr05d0r3X3YuUwXcVM6r4l7/s320/love.png&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Valentine&#39;s Day Blogger Friends!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
The hubby bought me the New 32 Gig IPhone! I&#39;ve never had one before and I absolutely LOVE it! I hope you all have a wonderful day full of&amp;nbsp;Love and Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s been pretty warm here the past few days. And all I really have is sweaters and then my old work blouses. I used to work in a Healthcare office and we wore business casual clothing. But now I have the luxury of working from home. So now I&#39;m usually in Old Navy Pajama Pants and a T Shirt all day. We moved from Florida back to Georgia this past June and when we moved I threw out a ton of clothes. Now of course I&#39;m regreting throwing away so much. But I needed to update my wardrobe anyways. So&amp;nbsp;I went to a few of my favorite stores this afternoon (Ross, TJ Max, Marshalls, and Target) but I didn&#39;t find a thing! All I wanted to get was a few key pieces that I could mix and match. Just simple tees that I could layer and maybe throw on a light weight scarf with. Or some thin Spring Sweaters and maybe a little jacket. But what I found was that everything either seems to look too &quot;young&quot; for me, or like something my grandmother would wear! And the shirts are made way too long for my 5 foot 3 inch self. So then they look like dresses on me instead of shirts.&amp;nbsp;And I already have a hard time finding short enough jeans for me so that they don&#39;t drag the ground. I know that Lane Bryant would have some awesome stuff but their so pricey! And I don&#39;t really have a LB Budget right this moment. I&#39;m sooo depressed now. I really wanted a few new things to wear to help me feel better about myself. But so much for that. In a way though I&#39;m glad that I&#39;m feeling this way because it&#39;s made me determined as hell to stick to my goals. And eventually I won&#39;t have to be shopping for big girl clothes anymore and it will be so much easier to find things. But for now, does anyone have any other ideas where I could find some cute &amp;amp; fashionable Spring Stuff in Plus size? (That won&#39;t break the bank). Thanks for any ideas....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/feeds/4524527055409196813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-girl-clothes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/4524527055409196813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668370445863715707/posts/default/4524527055409196813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubeechick.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-girl-clothes.html' title='Big Girl Clothes'/><author><name>The Chubee Chick Diaries...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12574312134389513120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz1mmTUv4HTNAlJ3PzBpwVyCZtnvAJDOWSB6kgm0V7CtziORQXDIiUlI1OzuuQDuwKoQtJWNh04JzO7ZKJs6M52bDdAWlgeIdbwjxv1o6HN4yJHqn_bqDK7s4zJb7Cg/s220/cupcake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>