<?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-7854060423554370770</id><updated>2024-11-01T00:08:05.697-07:00</updated><category term="Friends"/><category term="funny"/><category term="death"/><category term="liked"/><category term="memories"/><category term="work"/><category term="Face book Meme"/><category term="about me"/><category term="dad"/><category term="first time"/><category term="husband"/><category term="life"/><category term="love"/><category term="mccain"/><category term="movies"/><category term="moving"/><category term="obama"/><category term="parents"/><category term="website"/><category term="30 years old"/><category term="50 things"/><category term="Books"/><category term="Dog"/><category term="Election"/><category term="High school"/><category term="IG"/><category term="IGCA"/><category term="Iggy"/><category term="Italian Greyhound"/><category term="Mario"/><category term="Near Death"/><category term="Puppy"/><category term="Roommates"/><category term="Suicide"/><category term="Tagging"/><category term="Yearbook photos"/><category term="alive"/><category term="anniversary"/><category term="badger badger badger mushroom"/><category term="beliefs"/><category term="bush"/><category term="call center"/><category term="clinton"/><category term="crazy"/><category term="dog poop"/><category term="dreams"/><category term="drive"/><category term="drowning"/><category term="ferraro"/><category term="food"/><category term="funny pictures"/><category term="gas mileage"/><category term="ghost stories"/><category term="glory days"/><category term="gore"/><category term="happiness"/><category term="haunting"/><category term="hummingbird"/><category term="imagery"/><category term="interesting"/><category term="interpretation"/><category term="kitten"/><category term="list"/><category term="list of the day"/><category term="lists"/><category term="marriage"/><category term="mom"/><category term="money"/><category term="motivational posters"/><category term="music"/><category term="neighbors"/><category term="noise"/><category term="omnivore"/><category term="palin"/><category term="perot"/><category term="picasa"/><category term="politics"/><category term="positive attitude. living"/><category term="random"/><category term="reading"/><category term="religion"/><category term="spiders"/><category term="survey"/><category term="ten questions"/><category term="top 100"/><category term="top ten"/><category term="video games"/><category term="voting"/><category term="wedding"/><category term="weird food"/><category term="yummy food"/><title type='text'>Memories and Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Ever have one of those moments?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-4647610030116117962</id><published>2011-08-24T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:22:49.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Tried to Kill Me... And Then Facebook Told Me I Knew Him.</title><summary type="text">
When I was in fourth grade, I was kind of a weird kid. I was made fun of for everything. I was made fun of for being fat. I was made fun of for being a crybaby. I was made fun of for my lunches (an apple and some apple juice). I wasn&#39;t quite sure what I wanted to do – hang out with the boys, or be girly. I had my first REAL crush. I was good a dodge ball and “wall ball” and foursquare. But not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4647610030116117962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/4647610030116117962?isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4647610030116117962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4647610030116117962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/someone-tried-to-kill-me-and-then.html' title='Someone Tried to Kill Me... And Then Facebook Told Me I Knew Him.'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-3930456260417705901</id><published>2011-06-07T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:43:56.064-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first time"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parents"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Roommates"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work"/><title type='text'>The Story of Crazy - Roomates, Round One</title><summary type="text">
Me and Mickey. This was during the happy times J and I lived together
I don’t think I’ve met anyone who hasn’t had at least one crazy roommate. I may not have had very many, but I am certainly no stranger to the crazy.
In 1993, I moved out for the first time. I had started a new job at Disneyland, and since a friend of mine needed someone to live with, we moved into a little apartment together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3930456260417705901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/3930456260417705901?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3930456260417705901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3930456260417705901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/story-of-crazy-roomates-round-one.html' title='The Story of Crazy - Roomates, Round One'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdhfjo6tPsfeRgZCFoEs_-EMBTXvXgoYS9CMAL3aA1gO9ljIftdKxJQeBEJD3Z8Nc7VVv8AVwV33CI5DNbqUPoD2s3GWTaTkISwv2KKCQrSQMlTEK10MejPMDbzHwgqSrMgzboMPSR0QA/s72-c/jenandmickey.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-6673220646715244145</id><published>2011-06-02T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:54:24.750-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drive"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kitten"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work"/><title type='text'>This Story Does Not Have a Happy Ending</title><summary type="text">
It was right before Christmas 2001. I was on my way to the freeway from work when I saw the kitten run out into the street. It was hit by a car. At first I didn’t realize what it was. I thought something had blown out in to the street. It wasn’t until I closer that I realized it was lumpy! It didn’t look too bad, so I pulled over to the side of the road.  

It took me a minute before I could run</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6673220646715244145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/6673220646715244145?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6673220646715244145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6673220646715244145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-story-does-not-have-happy-ending.html' title='This Story Does Not Have a Happy Ending'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1nwTTPAuU5CDRF1ReONiwCGhHyqgwpckZnMQ9M0thm-BKrZ9rRITE98BEFHUiN7qc5umDN0k2mIE-7kL0DKTkKCL2l4cV_06sKagaXv4Upc-l2tV-4-9ne0BTO1V77FiXKdhu5x4qn6g/s72-c/tuxedo+cat.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-7587139322053641293</id><published>2011-05-29T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:11:27.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trouble With Pests</title><summary type="text">Bugs and I have a love and hate relationship. They love me and I hate them. Just seeing some bugs or spiders will send me into a screaming frenzy. I&#39;ve had terrible nightmares about bugs, spiders, and rodents. Remember those movies from the 70&#39;s with giant ants? Those are the kind of dreams I have. They have caused me to scream in my sleep. They have caused me to jump out of bed. As a kid, I even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7587139322053641293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/7587139322053641293?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7587139322053641293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7587139322053641293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/trouble-with-pests.html' title='The Trouble With Pests'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aI1sjzPB84/TeLSCviKHeI/AAAAAAAAMXQ/SrfDde1rNWU/s72-c/paper_wasp_full.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-7060802817322201498</id><published>2011-05-26T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:19:58.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Trauma - AKA Lady Adventure Time</title><summary type="text">Males may want to stay away from this post. It&#39;s about girly stuff. Sorry. I was inspired by Hyperbole and a Half. My story isn&#39;t half as funny as hers (although possibly just as traumatic). Remember, this also may be exaggerated. This is MY memory, although my mother disagrees with part of the story. 

In fifth grade we had “the video” and the lecture when they sent all the boys out of the room.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7060802817322201498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/7060802817322201498?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7060802817322201498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7060802817322201498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-first-trauma-aka-lady-adventure-time.html' title='My First Trauma - AKA Lady Adventure Time'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-4984964310564708110</id><published>2011-03-03T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:41:25.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Years Ago, March First</title><summary type="text">I can&#39;t believe it&#39;s been ten years. I still remember the day he told  us. I had just come back from my first week at work, after being out  for 6 months because I had my own cancer to deal with. He had been sick  for almost that whole length of time. First, he had breathing problems,  which the doctors said was just pneumonia. Then he got puffy. Very  puffy, like he was on steroids. After all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4984964310564708110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/4984964310564708110?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4984964310564708110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4984964310564708110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/ten-years-ago-march-first.html' title='Ten Years Ago, March First'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-4686096291697731513</id><published>2011-01-14T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:28:29.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Back</title><summary type="text">The other night, I was watching My Sister&#39;s Keeper with my husband.  About 15 minutes into the movie, I started crying. As the next 30  minutes, my crying got worse and worse, until my husband had to turn it  off and hold me while I sobbed into his chest. Yes, the movie is sad. It  has sad content... It&#39;s about a family that is dealing with their  oldest daughter having Leukemia, and their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4686096291697731513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/4686096291697731513?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4686096291697731513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4686096291697731513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/holding-back.html' title='Holding Back'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-6068593783739885011</id><published>2010-03-04T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T02:51:36.573-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glory days"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="High school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memories"/><title type='text'>Glory Days</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;December 1989 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;December 2009
They say that the best times of your life happen when you&#39;re in high school. If I believed that, then I should have just given up on life after graduation. Because then I would have known that my life would be nothing but miserable afterward. 

 
Yes, high school had it&#39;s moments. I loved being in band, performing, being in competitions. I made some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6068593783739885011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/6068593783739885011?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6068593783739885011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6068593783739885011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/glory-days.html' title='Glory Days'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6mkWODhn-989ml9XsEzAS0D5Z1jnYaFaDfNW5kysuFUgDIWOJvD2JlxBftfx9ubMOdElTDCcGnTRRD4H5Vmg1tAgFojM8XzmoGa5Eobigu9PPdf0KDXDSjxuqaZxJbXMNQNh-3PHUvw/s72-c/Me+band+disneyland.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-9034745266562775030</id><published>2010-01-02T16:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:07:37.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My goals for 2010</title><summary type="text">Every year I do this. I get asked if I have any resolutions, and I don’t. I try not to have them, because if I don’t end up following them, I feel guilty. And then I try and fail again and again, especially by the end of the year. And then, inevitably, I start the vicious cycle all over again the following year. 

So, within the last couple of years, I have to tried to come up with realistic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9034745266562775030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/9034745266562775030?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/9034745266562775030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/9034745266562775030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-goals-for-2010.html' title='My goals for 2010'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-3816641115274579929</id><published>2010-01-02T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:07:03.577-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Face book Meme"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="liked"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lists"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="top ten"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video games"/><title type='text'>My Top Ten Lists of The Last Decade 2000-2009</title><summary type="text">Several of my friends on Facebook have challenged me to write what I consider my favorites from the last decade (they know me too damn well, and know that I love to write lists). The categories included: music, movies, TV shows and comic books. Well, I don&#39;t read comic books, so, I decided to go with video games, since they are played often at my house. I hope that you enjoy my lists, and maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3816641115274579929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/3816641115274579929?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3816641115274579929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3816641115274579929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-top-ten-lists-of-last-decade-2000.html' title='My Top Ten Lists of The Last Decade 2000-2009'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-3701656504058378596</id><published>2009-11-26T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:11:31.519-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="30 years old"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="liked"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="website"/><title type='text'>Random thoughts from people 30-40 years old…</title><summary type="text">I have been... neglecting this blog long enough. I am trying I have many ideas, but no time to put them into words. I&#39;m sorry. This should be a good kick off. it was a forward - yes one of those - but a good&#39;un. One of my favorites that I have seen bouncing around for a bit. Enjoy! I hope you all had a great holiday!


-I wish Google Maps had an &quot;Avoid Ghetto&quot;  routing option.

- More often than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3701656504058378596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/3701656504058378596?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3701656504058378596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3701656504058378596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughts-from-people-30-40-years.html' title='Random thoughts from people 30-40 years old…'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-4394035016471218303</id><published>2009-03-31T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:37:12.236-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="about me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="survey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ten questions"/><title type='text'>Adult - Type Top Ten</title><summary type="text">My friend, Dan came up with this survey, because he was tired of the 12 year old Myspace and Facebook surveys that don&#39;t really apply to adults. The words at the beginning are his (in italics). And other than the questions, the rest are mine.I realize I have been doing a lot of survey lately, but I am having a bit of a mind block. I hope you forgive me. And what better way to get to know me?Ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4394035016471218303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/4394035016471218303?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4394035016471218303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4394035016471218303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/adult-type-top-ten.html' title='Adult - Type Top Ten'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-739396015155914243</id><published>2009-02-19T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:16:06.672-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="50 things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="about me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Face book Meme"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interesting"/><title type='text'>50 Things</title><summary type="text">Rules: Once you&#39;ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a blog post with 25 random things, facts, goals, or habits about you.This is a meme that has been going around Face Book. So I cheated a litle and copied mine to here. It was supposed to be 25 things but I was tagged at least 20 times by different people. So, I did it twice. You are welcome to do this on your own blog, or just enjoy the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/739396015155914243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/739396015155914243?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/739396015155914243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/739396015155914243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/50-things.html' title='50 Things'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-7707442391713922694</id><published>2009-01-08T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:40:04.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diabetic Rockstar - A Review</title><summary type="text">I was asked by the admins on Diabetic Rockstar to write a review and was encouraged to post it on my blogs. So, here it is...I am Diabetic. I was left with little to no information on how to handle and treat my disease. First, I ate whatever I wanted. Then I ate a Low Carbohydrate diet. When none of these was really working for me, I consulted the internet. I subscribed to health blogs, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7707442391713922694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/7707442391713922694?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7707442391713922694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/7707442391713922694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/diabetic-rockstar-review.html' title='Diabetic Rockstar - A Review'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-1934353565232030301</id><published>2008-12-06T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:57:01.632-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ghost stories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haunting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parents"/><title type='text'>Hauntings</title><summary type="text">I know this is a bit late for Halloween, but I was thinking about it today (while reading ghost stories), and though I would post something I wrote a few years ago in my old apartment. Enjoy. I  There is someone on my stairs. I understand this entity is male. I noticed him last September. Just kind of a shadow, some noises going up and down the stairs. When Tyler and I started dating, he came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1934353565232030301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/1934353565232030301?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/1934353565232030301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/1934353565232030301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/hauntings.html' title='Hauntings'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-2899146757001271729</id><published>2008-11-18T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:59:24.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>44 Things</title><summary type="text">Learn 44 things about your friends, and let them learn44 things about you! I tag anyone who is reading this to post it on their blog! 1. Do you like blue cheese? I LOVE Bleu Cheese especially with bacon 2. Have you ever smoked? Unfortunately yes. 3. Do you own a gun? No, and I&#39;m pretty sure that I don&#39;t ever want to.4. What flavor Kool-Aid was your favorite? Cherry or fruit punch 5. Do you get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2899146757001271729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/2899146757001271729?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/2899146757001271729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/2899146757001271729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/44-things.html' title='44 Things'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-5857529169541892506</id><published>2008-11-10T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:50:46.407-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beliefs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mccain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obama"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion"/><title type='text'>My Friends</title><summary type="text">I wrote this originally for my Myspace blog, after some heated debate and un-friending happened between all people that I know. No one unfriended me, but there were some pretty heated words written. I needed them all to know how I felt about our friendships and our lives. Here is what I wrote:Yep, I stole that from McCain - the line that I liked least that he used... even more than &quot;But I was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5857529169541892506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/5857529169541892506?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/5857529169541892506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/5857529169541892506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-friends.html' title='My Friends'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-8621081847536059240</id><published>2008-11-04T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:25:14.303-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bush"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clinton"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Election"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ferraro"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first time"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mccain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obama"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="palin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="voting"/><title type='text'>Election Day! Did YOU vote?</title><summary type="text">The first time I voted in a presidential election. Nice pants. 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	 Today is voting day. I voted. Did you?    I actually voted last week, since Oregon is a mail-in ballot only. I&#39;m sure by the rest of this post, you can guess who I voted for.    Politics has always been a big thing in my family. Since I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8621081847536059240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/8621081847536059240?isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/8621081847536059240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/8621081847536059240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day-did-you-vote.html' title='Election Day! Did YOU vote?'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwJIuI6xBcc3qsFrzyrH1YoBz2YbR4ZCYpDv1fV4RdGfxJMKEy3aMhmF4WqE2y-Y3zQftHGEnc0YDBmNdHb3FwR3dHYPLJ-5eQESUKLGL6RcFj7yeeiRkNT7AFcpH6z9QZzgmoqI2-6I/s72-c/Voting.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-6430721283845213486</id><published>2008-10-10T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:05:20.078-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alive"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drowning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Near Death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="positive attitude. living"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Suicide"/><title type='text'>Near Death Experiences</title><summary type="text">&lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0in }   P.western { font-family: &quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;, cursive; font-size: 10pt }   P.cjk { font-size: 10pt }  --&gt;   My mom wonders how I am still alive after all these years. With all of the things I have been through, it is kind of a wonder.     When I was little, I almost drowned at least twice. One time, I fell in to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6430721283845213486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/6430721283845213486?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6430721283845213486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6430721283845213486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/near-death-experiences.html' title='Near Death Experiences'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-3772645194314210785</id><published>2008-09-29T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:50:56.412-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anniversary"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="list"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wedding"/><title type='text'>Things I Love About My Husband</title><summary type="text">Today is our one year wedding anniversary. I am still as happy as I was the day we got married. I love my husband with all my heart and every day, I love him even more. He is a really fun person and a loving friend. I have been working on this list off and on since early 2006. This is a list of things I love about my husband. I probably could continue on it, but some of it IS private. Now we get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3772645194314210785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/3772645194314210785?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3772645194314210785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/3772645194314210785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-love-about-my-husband.html' title='Things I Love About My Husband'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Eca9mL9pLonCwDSOK_XeZ2QpJAgtHVFle2JFZ2SahfS_B7525zlbpja6wIgQcaUA2StZPlDX2o21P3OQUgrpdUpV3VvqACz1ENXSvbDWGwCKG6VmwtJjt99LT0deSuBTMGajN4t8RHA/s72-c/092907_0226-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-796140249352919</id><published>2008-09-18T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:28:36.584-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hummingbird"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imagery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interpretation"/><title type='text'>The Hummingbird</title><summary type="text">I haven&#39;t posted this on any of my public blogs, only on my myspace blog. From some things I have been reading lately, I think it&#39;s safe to post here and maybe some fellow bloggers will read it and enjoy it, even understand it. :-) Enjoy...The Hummingbird 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0in } 		P.western { font-size: 10pt } 		P.cjk { font-size: 10pt } 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/796140249352919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/796140249352919?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/796140249352919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/796140249352919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/hummingbird.html' title='The Hummingbird'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoPdRH5xoF4Xf7fDH5pWfqwO8uSSpx3KiQmG5CCO5e0s4GHvDTX8IttPupTPIo7_o7Urmuv28ryofbxfXr_GiGrp4lpMinBLOaQZ9DkTkRJON3QxoI6QZhXprRif3Hkx0GTJZ1QdNe2N0/s72-c/hummingbird_2.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-4959082402033379452</id><published>2008-09-18T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:11:06.804-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny pictures"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="list of the day"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="picasa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yearbook photos"/><title type='text'>The Yearbook</title><summary type="text">So, a couple of weeks ago, one of the blogs I read posted a website that you could make yearbook pictures of yourself. You just take one picture of yourself and put it into the blank faces that are provided by this website. I think it was all around 30 years worth. Then Cary at List of the Day posted the website again. It is really fun, and if you have a couple of hours like I did, you can do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4959082402033379452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/4959082402033379452?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4959082402033379452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/4959082402033379452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/yearbook.html' title='The Yearbook'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_YS6MZfbZLa_bXb6sSTfYMDQ8zxDBJw4lV_rOug2cipjA-PHjZlGuzcs_b8jTjStzbCbZFZo1DrORNxczQ2dNXky6QREhTnCFSHWRsDF0qgIhwIDGM-GOHfQqD5LMjrXHMItE68PV4pw/s72-c/1960.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-2702524694861753796</id><published>2008-09-09T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:15:26.418-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="omnivore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="top 100"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weird food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yummy food"/><title type='text'>Foods Tried and To Try</title><summary type="text">Head Cheese. Why? Why would anyone eat this willingly?Several of my friends have posted this on their blogs (Omnivore&#39;s 100), and I have decided it&#39;s my turn. So, here we go -Bolded are the ones that I have tried. Italics are the ones I want to try. :-) Bolded and Italicized are the ones that I liked.  Enjoy, and post if you would like.1. Venison2. Nettle Tea3. Huevos Rancheros 4. Steak Tartare -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2702524694861753796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/2702524694861753796?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/2702524694861753796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/2702524694861753796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/foods-tried-and-to-try.html' title='Foods Tried and To Try'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXMPdCzETQtyQIugX9c_1qDnzyO34mhrPZY1vxcKU86xM4jYRFRk6RteWLIYupnNVoPdwkPbzYDx9zNuywRdTlOHzZ1o95Dbb_OXUevpqtmKY3bca9jwfR-5ey8btoXkrtJffquQizKqk/s72-c/paine_headcheese.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-6788196607212599092</id><published>2008-09-08T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:33:32.794-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="badger badger badger mushroom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motivational posters"/><title type='text'>For Daisy - an oldie but a goodie!</title><summary type="text">Today on LOTD (that List of the Day to some people!) some funny motivational posters were posted.This one was one of my favorites:Daisy said she didn&#39;t understand it. So, here Daisy - this is what it refers to - Enjoy! It always makes me laugh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6788196607212599092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/6788196607212599092?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6788196607212599092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/6788196607212599092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-daisy-oldie-but-goodie.html' title='For Daisy - an oldie but a goodie!'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOL37NsVPFWFTUGi_cDi7Is3SN5TdB5GTo0TUVGW1vEngo2amu7s8q1wrkK4nEagwYSD_1FjjWyYrR0mhvJnrrLWMW9L9sZIP1PnPHlm9bBy9Xr0pfmBTviSETtwdAyHE4fPG7sxVRuxA/s72-c/badger.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854060423554370770.post-1784955426576802582</id><published>2008-08-31T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:51:26.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Music Meme Part 3</title><summary type="text">The Ex bf and I. Yes, he always looked that sour.Sorry that this took so long to finish, I had a really hard time with some of the years, but I hope you enjoy my list.    We have now moved on to the 90&#39;s. I listened to a wide variety of music. I discovered new things, and I was always on the lookout for fun things to sing. I had moved on from the ex, and fell in love over and over again. I worked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1784955426576802582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7854060423554370770/1784955426576802582?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/1784955426576802582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7854060423554370770/posts/default/1784955426576802582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriesandrandomthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-meme-part-3.html' title='The Music Meme Part 3'/><author><name>Tink1272</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427946747215069065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tink1272/SJ-yIt4V02I/AAAAAAAACNA/VUKJZ2Ts8Ng/s72-c/Josh%20and%20Jen.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>