<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2024 01:42:17 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Clarke Cyber Talk</title><description>Talking about Motherhood, Marriage, Family, Money and all things in Life that Matter or can Make a Difference. Sharing information is the key element for us to keep on going and make our dreams happen.</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-6355840998387870518</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 04:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-06T21:57:19.787-07:00</atom:updated><title>Quiet Moment</title><description>My life thus far is always somehow facing a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;. My Uncle is trying my patience, I am already under tremendous stress which I have learned to control up until he arrived. I am being very patient with him. He is 77 going on 18. I now have a third child. He is only with me &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;temporally&lt;/span&gt; until I receive his Medicare card and then he will be place in a nursing home near us. He has no family, he was married to my mom&#39;s sister who died one and half years ago and I have been making sure he&#39;s okay every since she died.  To them I was there only child.  My Uncle is in a wheel chair and he takes 11 pills a day. Ten years ago he had a stroke which left him &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;paralyzed&lt;/span&gt; on his left side. When he gets out his chair he needs his walker. He still moves around slowly and sits in front of the computer all day and surfs the web.  I should have him in a nursing home by next week hopefully. Mean while, my kids birthdays are coming, my husband has no money for phones to call us and I don&#39;t have enough money to buy or give for anyone. I am always running short with every pay check.  I did sign up with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt;. I sold a few items and I will stay positive and sell more.  I don&#39;t know what God has in store for me but I will stay strong and keep praying for strength.</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/05/quiet-moment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-2553625746724775738</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-02T20:40:56.285-07:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome Back</title><description>I haven&#39;t written because I have an extra person in my house, my Uncle who is in his late seventies is staying with me until he clears the waiting list at a nearby nursing home.  I have been very busy taking care of him and the kids. It&#39;s only been a little while but we are managing.  I saw my husband last month. He is well and misses us so very much.  He will be home soon and that will give me something else to write about.  We are planning a big party for his homecoming. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-5278723955068175488</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-19T19:34:40.183-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hopeful News</title><description>I spoke with my husband today and he informed me the HR 1032 Bill may have been approved today. The Bill was presented to the House in D.C. the 18th and 19th, which was yesterday and today.  I looked at the web site, did not see any updates.  I will keep Praying because I believe God answers prayers.  I will keep you posted if I should hear anything new.  What this means is he can come home as soon as the next two to three weeks.  Pray for Me! Thank you.  I do need my husband not just for me but for the family. Very exciting. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/04/hopeful-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-623655756093768303</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 01:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-12T18:33:43.080-07:00</atom:updated><title>Time for a Visit</title><description>In about four weeks, I am going to go and vist my husband. It&#39;s been a year since I have seen him. Although we do talk every day I do miss him. I am very excited about my trip. I told the kids I have to go and take care of business and my job requires me to go out town. We will spend our time talking and catching up. I have to find a job for him soon and I know that won&#39;t be easy. It will be a challenge like the rest of my life. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-visit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-7144874770476707932</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-09T19:01:03.809-07:00</atom:updated><title>Can&#39;t Hardly Wait!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cuwZYPhsZ667jjRrf05glgV1o2vWH7L_do7U8_5qjahV2ls3X6V59aiT_tQbs7xf26XRXlKaHOR_WB8n5EPrupduXeKJdKtgiutgx9L5IJzkYP_NB5VHmD7w5LCfBifPTzH7AQ/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051611617770860754&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 66px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px&quot; height=&quot;76&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cuwZYPhsZ667jjRrf05glgV1o2vWH7L_do7U8_5qjahV2ls3X6V59aiT_tQbs7xf26XRXlKaHOR_WB8n5EPrupduXeKJdKtgiutgx9L5IJzkYP_NB5VHmD7w5LCfBifPTzH7AQ/s200/Sunset.jpg&quot; width=&quot;74&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These last few months have passed so quickly. I keep praying for the love of my life to come home sooner than later.  Only three more months to go and counting.  Of course when he gets out he will have a record and we will have to face jobs turning him down because of his record.  I read if you have a record, you should try and work for a smaller company, rather than apply for work with a large corporation.  Smaller companies are more caring and they sometimes understand people can make mistakes and want to put their lives back together.  We will take it slowly, one day at a time.  God keeps blessing us and I am not worried.  &lt;em&gt;No stress, No fear.&lt;/em&gt; CC&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/04/cant-hardly-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cuwZYPhsZ667jjRrf05glgV1o2vWH7L_do7U8_5qjahV2ls3X6V59aiT_tQbs7xf26XRXlKaHOR_WB8n5EPrupduXeKJdKtgiutgx9L5IJzkYP_NB5VHmD7w5LCfBifPTzH7AQ/s72-c/Sunset.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-3459536525369338427</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-03T20:19:16.303-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wife of a Felon (Part 15)</title><description>I sold my 1999 Porsch for $25,000. I nearly cried when I gave it up. That car was my pride and joy.  My husband gave it to me for my Birthday and I did not want to part with it.  So I told myself, it&#39;s only a car and I will get another one, maybe newer. So I let go of the thought of keeping it. That was one year ago and I still miss my car.  The money went fast, I had to pay so many bills, car payments, rent for the house we were currently in, mortgage on the other house that was vacant on the east coast, bills, bills, and more bills. By March of last year I knew I had to move. So I began packing up the house, started looking for movers and transport the truck.  I decided to drive my SUV.  I told the kids we have to move for a while and we will be back maybe in a year.  Of course my son was not happy but he said okay mom, lets move.  CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/04/wife-of-felon-part-15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-4148981062799546157</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-28T20:45:11.455-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Bill, Still No Word...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pt26WHq3kIcsBRyNtB8BFtV8p4URJPb184MRPIVvLibH_LDdaYL2K0o4TRa6lMGVB6qAijNVZNNCxxyTND7c7M0wdq_6qMAAJ4ZcyNET6YXqvOwxsrfj5LQ5i5pDgFHQXHGeVQ/s1600-h/Water+lilies.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047185484412807474&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 63px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px&quot; height=&quot;49&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pt26WHq3kIcsBRyNtB8BFtV8p4URJPb184MRPIVvLibH_LDdaYL2K0o4TRa6lMGVB6qAijNVZNNCxxyTND7c7M0wdq_6qMAAJ4ZcyNET6YXqvOwxsrfj5LQ5i5pDgFHQXHGeVQ/s200/Water+lilies.jpg&quot; width=&quot;70&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for the goverment to pass a bill has become a very long process. It has been almost two years and it may never pass, which I completely understand.  I have learned to be patient throughout this process.  My husband means the world to me and I forgive him for what he has done.  I believe he was mislead and you can&#39;t always trust everyone. You must learn to think and make judgments/decisions yourself. He will be home this summer and it will be a new beginning. CC&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/bill-still-no-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pt26WHq3kIcsBRyNtB8BFtV8p4URJPb184MRPIVvLibH_LDdaYL2K0o4TRa6lMGVB6qAijNVZNNCxxyTND7c7M0wdq_6qMAAJ4ZcyNET6YXqvOwxsrfj5LQ5i5pDgFHQXHGeVQ/s72-c/Water+lilies.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-1762762452277210989</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-26T20:20:30.144-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdDsx7NB-s4Jd_I3oriDepnwmMBZ1yRUmROOg3D5NoOycJZmgptB8s_gdfZ6CfBsJgc77ucnrxV7bPCo7WCWk4Cb3AJeDhCBJYVJMzRA1WvDFOOt0lgs5EhbJZRpDNJAsr1kk8lw/s1600-h/Blue+hills.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046436050266159714&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 52px&quot; height=&quot;58&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdDsx7NB-s4Jd_I3oriDepnwmMBZ1yRUmROOg3D5NoOycJZmgptB8s_gdfZ6CfBsJgc77ucnrxV7bPCo7WCWk4Cb3AJeDhCBJYVJMzRA1WvDFOOt0lgs5EhbJZRpDNJAsr1kk8lw/s200/Blue+hills.jpg&quot; width=&quot;82&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a good day at work.  I was very busy, maybe Real Estate is picking up. Not! Homes are still over priced. This is &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a &quot;buyer&#39;s&quot; market. So many choices of homes to buy out there.  But the interest rates are still LOW.  If you are a first time buyer, choose wisely.  My husband called today and said to me, &quot;Hi honey, I have 130 days left to go.&quot;  I can hardly wait. I feel as though we have been living in hell. Not really, I just feel that way most of the time.  I still have not told me kids where their father is and I don&#39;t know If I want to yet.  I will just let them keep thinking he&#39;s at work out of state and he&#39;s coming home soon.  So much as happened sinced he&#39;s been away, soon we can start over with our lives. CC&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-good-day-at-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdDsx7NB-s4Jd_I3oriDepnwmMBZ1yRUmROOg3D5NoOycJZmgptB8s_gdfZ6CfBsJgc77ucnrxV7bPCo7WCWk4Cb3AJeDhCBJYVJMzRA1WvDFOOt0lgs5EhbJZRpDNJAsr1kk8lw/s72-c/Blue+hills.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-8909706909836516017</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 05:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-25T22:29:21.642-07:00</atom:updated><title>I have missed Writing</title><description>I am back and sorry I haven&#39;t written. I had to deal with my Uncle who is in a nursing home for elders and I had guest from out of town. I am back now and ready to catch up.  I spoke with my husband today and he needs money to put on the phones so we can talk. I told him I would send money tomorrow.  I am thinking about selling our things from storage and in the house on ebay.  That will bring me some extra money, maybe not much but some.  Right now,  every dollar helps.  The kids and I are getting by, barely but with the blessing of God, we make it through every month.  I hope everyone had a great weekend. We will talk again, tomorrow. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-missed-writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-7120960626656479590</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-05T19:23:22.368-08:00</atom:updated><title>Time for a Change</title><description>I was at work today and I almost fell asleep at my desk.  I am either tried or bored with my job. I have discovered I do not like being in a office all day.  For the last 8 years, as a Realtor, I have always been able to come and go in the office.  I would really like to work at the Fox News Channel.  Something I have always wanted to do.  My daughter is now asking me, what are you typing? Do I tell her or should I not say anything to her.  Pretending I do not hear her always works, sometimes.  Later CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-633675483833618671</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 21:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-03T13:26:05.624-08:00</atom:updated><title>Wife of a Felon, Part 14</title><description>As the months went by, traveling to see my husband twice a month was good for me because I needed his support. I guess we supported each other and little did I know things were going to get worst. I was always thinking, okay, this isn&#39;t so bad, we could live like this until my husband comes home, so I thought. It had been six months since he left us and I started to notice the money disappearing. Money wasn&#39;t coming in fast enough and I was not making enough in Real Estate, I kept trying to get more clients. I had my son and his friends out there working for me after school. Still not a lot of business coming my way. We owned an SUV, Dodge Truck and Porsch. The SUV, we made monthly payments, the Truck was given to me when my Aunt past away, the 1999 Porsch we owned free and clear. I&#39;m thinking I may have to sell my baby, the Porsch. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/wife-of-felon-part-14.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-5706948810748201589</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-01T19:43:12.333-08:00</atom:updated><title>Moving Right Along</title><description>Sorry I haven&#39;t written, I had to leave town, family matters but no worries. all is well.  It is now March 2007 and I look forward to my husband possibly coming home next month, if his request is denied it will be August of this year.  Five more months seems like a long time the way I see it.  My daughter is planning a Welcome Home Party, very exciting!  I spoke with my husband today and he said to me, I do feel bad and I am soooo sorry for putting you and kids through &quot;HELL&quot;.  Please forgive me.  I said to him, not to worry, we will get through this.  Later I will continue to write about how all of this happen.  CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/03/moving-right-along.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-5356386128645933227</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-18T20:58:50.707-08:00</atom:updated><title>Time Flys Slowly</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5xuTV9bJL31rtDQ-ETDzKRES-445Ce0T-aIcCjSaBby8_wRvP-ih1U6779aFdPkH87lxwMdwpKrvRj5oEKHVy5jo8VUsYeqxmDLBopOgRHZHRiejlfX6u5Zo2p-LYT1YRi7-5A/s1600-h/38790_TIME+FLIES.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033099764285641874&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 66px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px&quot; height=&quot;83&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5xuTV9bJL31rtDQ-ETDzKRES-445Ce0T-aIcCjSaBby8_wRvP-ih1U6779aFdPkH87lxwMdwpKrvRj5oEKHVy5jo8VUsYeqxmDLBopOgRHZHRiejlfX6u5Zo2p-LYT1YRi7-5A/s200/38790_TIME+FLIES.JPG&quot; width=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning and I noticed the clock beside my bed was 7:10 a.m., I sat up in bed and thank God for another day. Just when I think my finances are &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; some what smoothly until my husband returns, something else always happens to make my life more challenging.  I need my husband&#39;s extra income. I need him to come home.  I pray and pray and pray and at the same time I thank God for what I do have and how we have been blessed because things could be worst.  I will continue to stay strong and keep typing my thoughts.  Although I don&#39;t know if anyone is listening, I like tying my thoughts because it helps me.  I have to work tomorrow, so until then, goodnight. 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I will always be here for you.  I do miss my Valentine, my love, my soulmate, my friend. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-6401269491736528717</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 05:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-08T20:19:37.344-08:00</atom:updated><title>At Home with the Kids</title><description>Today the kids and watched old movies and played games. They talked with their father at least 5 times over the weekend.  He called us morning, noon and at night.  I do miss our family time together. My husband said he has learned from his mistake and this has been a learning experience.  He can&#39;t wait to come home because he misses us so much and we can start our life over again.  We didn&#39;t go to church today but we will go next Sunday and pray for our blessings.  This was a weekend that was peaceful and quiet for us.  CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-home-with-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-12509759827479128</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-05T14:47:21.520-08:00</atom:updated><title>Kids and Money</title><description>My kids are so loving. They help me around the house and my son looks out for his sister. They are six years apart. They are mine and I love them both. Of course everytime my daughter (9) does household work she never forgets to ask for $2 please when I&#39;m done.  She&#39;s reading a book call &quot;learning how to save money as a kid&quot;.  She bought it at the book store two months ago.  I like her reading about saving money. Kids should learn about money at an early age. My parents did not take the time to teach me the value of money and how to make it grow. I had to learn the hard way.   My son wants to learn about real estate and I am all for it. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/02/kids-and-money.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-8345915274325667336</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-05T11:18:43.464-08:00</atom:updated><title>Day Off</title><description>I took the day off from my job so I could be home (alone, kids at school) and work on personal stuff.  It&#39;s going great. I don&#39;t feel very well today and I know it&#39;s just my nerves. Financially I am in the dog house.  Still trying to keep it together until my husband returns.  I am working on ways to make more money from home. I have great computer skills and I am trying to find an honest job that will let me work from home. I am on a mission. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-4287038458289382720</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 05:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-02T21:39:54.825-08:00</atom:updated><title>Still Going Strong</title><description>I have not forgotten to blog, I have been very busy this week with work and my daughter has been sick with a very bad cold.  She missed 3 days of school. She&#39;s better now.  I am faced with the challanges of everyday life and at times I cry but I come back strong.  Again the weekend is here and tomorrow I will wake up facing another challange.  When it rains. it pours. I&#39;ve got God on my side and I will make it through this.  Can&#39;t wait for my husband to come home. I am very tired.  CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-going-strong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-5678259831459752600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-29T20:16:09.126-08:00</atom:updated><title>Wife of a Felon, Part 13</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm6pYwEuz-En9dygSdTVrWx2U_2YnZCMNxNYSW3A3tKsikSfDlLdcpLQ9sD_XnujjmxUWrSdG4Xm4bpizQW9D-55yvHPXll5JizMXLlkbZZic9s_nLf6L7-pcNe4MJMcmTT6SiGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025668059889830354&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px&quot; height=&quot;130&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm6pYwEuz-En9dygSdTVrWx2U_2YnZCMNxNYSW3A3tKsikSfDlLdcpLQ9sD_XnujjmxUWrSdG4Xm4bpizQW9D-55yvHPXll5JizMXLlkbZZic9s_nLf6L7-pcNe4MJMcmTT6SiGQ/s200/IMG_0499.JPG&quot; width=&quot;108&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The facility was two hours away and that was a long drive for me to leave the kids at home alone. I pick-up my daughter everyday after school.  I wasn&#39;t sure how to handle that because she would always have dance class or piano.  My son walked home from school everyday.  I had to come up with a plan.  It was on a Friday, all of days, and that was the only day that would work for me.  I had my girlfriend&#39;s daughter pick-up my daugher after school and take her to piano class. That Friday morning I dropped off the kids at school at 8:00 a.m. and drove to the facility where my husband was.  Four weeks and Two and a half  hours later I saw my husband. It was a happy moment for us. We found a table and sat down to talk.  We talked for hours. I arrived at 10:30 a.m., checked in, which means I gave them my driver&#39;s license and I had to fill out paper work (2 sheets) on the vehicle I was driving and myself. I stayed from 11:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m.  All visitors had to leave by 3:00 p.m.  It was good to see him. CC&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/01/wife-of-felon-part-13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm6pYwEuz-En9dygSdTVrWx2U_2YnZCMNxNYSW3A3tKsikSfDlLdcpLQ9sD_XnujjmxUWrSdG4Xm4bpizQW9D-55yvHPXll5JizMXLlkbZZic9s_nLf6L7-pcNe4MJMcmTT6SiGQ/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-2307177001856408062</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-26T21:14:24.547-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Weekend Is Here!</title><description>Happy Friday everyone, so glad it&#39;s Friday, I get to rest and surf on my computer this weekend. Looking forward to tomorrow.  I will workout around 8 a.m., pray, eat breakfast, talk with my husband on the phone and when I am done with that, feed my kids, next it is MY time, mommy time, read and surf the net.  I am in debt up to the sky but I happy to be working and providing for my kids. I feel blessed in spite of everything. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-is-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-598631772437011183</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-23T20:50:49.985-08:00</atom:updated><title>Not a Good Day</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8oh-jxp2mpyuPKLIo-Y4Yw7Szfp2cNX41e43vEoFwGXgHzCYd0cluVMWPWrBRLW3HL17Uy1olFOocYZdplJ4PVr2L0LwNMYtMASoYour4jsUinlbBCm7v-pC1eNhuXTRS38UiA/s1600-h/j0309021.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023451607656991170&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;80&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8oh-jxp2mpyuPKLIo-Y4Yw7Szfp2cNX41e43vEoFwGXgHzCYd0cluVMWPWrBRLW3HL17Uy1olFOocYZdplJ4PVr2L0LwNMYtMASoYour4jsUinlbBCm7v-pC1eNhuXTRS38UiA/s200/j0309021.jpg&quot; width=&quot;55&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is not a good day for me.  I am feeling very depressed and I don&#39;t usually feel this way.  I am use to having a handle on things but today I feel as though I can&#39;t handle anything.  My bills are out of control and I am up to me ears in debt.  I try not to let it get to me but today I am very sad. I am sitting here in my home with a glass of wine by the fireplace.  This should be relaxing for me but it&#39;s not.  I feel drained and tired.  I have put the kids to bed and the house is completely silent. I like that my kids are sleeping and no noise. I sit here and I am an emotional reck.  Some days are good and others are hard to deal with.  I will go to bed soon and when I wake up tomorrow morning it will be a new day and I pray for it to be better. I talked with my husband and he feels sad. He didn&#39;t say he did but I know he was just being strong for me. I need my husband to come home soon. CC&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-good-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy8oh-jxp2mpyuPKLIo-Y4Yw7Szfp2cNX41e43vEoFwGXgHzCYd0cluVMWPWrBRLW3HL17Uy1olFOocYZdplJ4PVr2L0LwNMYtMASoYour4jsUinlbBCm7v-pC1eNhuXTRS38UiA/s72-c/j0309021.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-1186775456808354234</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-21T20:42:25.306-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Weekkend</title><description>The weekend is over and I have to report to my 9 to 5 job at the office.  I&#39;m not liking my job very much because I have to be in the office all day. Don&#39;t get me wrong, I have been a Realtor working around people in different places for the last few years. I don&#39;t have a License in this state and the Market is still not doing very well.  Some of the Realtors I work with are looking for real jobs, the 9 to 5 and I understand that, but it&#39;s been seven years since I&#39;ve worked all day inside an office.  I am greatful to God for my job, its keeps a roof over our heads and I can pay the bills but I must look for other avenues.  I believe you should always keep your options open.  Maybe it&#39;s time for me to change my field.  I do like Television, I&#39;ve always wanted to be a news reporter. I keep thinking it&#39;s too late. I know it&#39;s never too late. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekkend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-2234147709320303838</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-18T19:58:30.478-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cold Days Ahead</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZG0WWNN6wH3jEUt2rEqdynNX-SSs4WKiyA6VulwglOCB4v3dKQgmZP8telGDYzgEade0icXxWg0HQoupvBXXHXm7TKlUIGUQ2xz2-lVxdhxeQPo9d_2-q1mOo25O44WhIPdsH7g/s1600-h/WR909613.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021585813734066610&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px&quot; height=&quot;68&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZG0WWNN6wH3jEUt2rEqdynNX-SSs4WKiyA6VulwglOCB4v3dKQgmZP8telGDYzgEade0icXxWg0HQoupvBXXHXm7TKlUIGUQ2xz2-lVxdhxeQPo9d_2-q1mOo25O44WhIPdsH7g/s200/WR909613.JPG&quot; width=&quot;62&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you, the weather is very cold outside. I feel as though we are in the mountains but there are no mountains near us. Very cold and rain for our upcoming forecast this week. I am still trying to make extra money without leaving home. I am still looking for computer jobs I can do from my laptop. I will not give up. I am a little tired now. I think I will go to bed early tonight. Thanks for reading. 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After three more days passing, I finally got a collect call from him.  He said he was sorry for not calling but he had been locked up in a what they call &quot;the hole&quot; until his papers arrived at the facility. That is our system, he was scheduled to be there on a certain date and his papers were not there for him to be processed through the system. So for two weeks, just food and water in &quot;the hole&quot; until his papers arrived.  I said to him, are you okay? Where are you now? He said same place where you dropped me off, just in another facility with minimum security for all the white collar crimes.  Then he asks, when are you coming to see me? I miss you and the kids. I told him maybe next week. It&#39;s almost two and half hours away. I&#39;ll let you know next week. CC</description><link>http://clarkecyber.blogspot.com/2007/01/wife-of-felon-part-12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clarke Cyber Talk)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36244086.post-8627076497303864593</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-14T20:42:15.676-08:00</atom:updated><title>Waiting for Daddy to Come Home</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirzO76ixSNbJARSId8qiuwfKcNUritb2zaV2PlXoqMQNnEjkxwYqeR3MxCythSQIJN84FUS6La9qJtZv960i2xXFGxxoEA2cTJ_sEDa1fO4XTuihsd-lBR1HR-e0mtcK3zwhakA/s1600-h/CJZ60091.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020108933394762146&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px&quot; height=&quot;62&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirzO76ixSNbJARSId8qiuwfKcNUritb2zaV2PlXoqMQNnEjkxwYqeR3MxCythSQIJN84FUS6La9qJtZv960i2xXFGxxoEA2cTJ_sEDa1fO4XTuihsd-lBR1HR-e0mtcK3zwhakA/s200/CJZ60091.JPG&quot; width=&quot;110&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last few days have been good for me.  Peaceful and restful since I don&#39;t have my 2nd job.  Don&#39;t get me wrong, I do need more money.  I have been praying about it and I do believe I will come up with a second income sooner than later. I am working on as I post this blog.  I refuse to let the battles of life and financial burdens get to me.  I have faith and God is blessing me.  I pray he will continue to grant me favors.  I spoke with my husband today and he said to me, everthing is down hill after this month.  Now that the Democrats are in Office, maybe I&#39;ll come home earlier, maybe within the next two to three months. I said to him, I hope so honey, we do miss you.  I told my kids, daddy will be home soon.  My son (15) said to me, good, I miss dad.  My daughter (9) said, I&#39;ll be so happy, we can go to Disneyworld. I just smiled.  My children are waiting for him to return from his job. When he does return we will have a big Welcome Home Party. 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