<?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-7807558527994800698</id><updated>2024-10-24T08:05:16.565-07:00</updated><category term="Cpl"/><category term="Flea market style"/><category term="random"/><title type='text'>Sarah&#39;s Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-2531954153910132016</id><published>2012-11-21T23:05:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-21T23:05:52.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Recipes Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>Lately,&amp;nbsp;I have been trying easy meals and snacks. I&#39;m pretty proud of myself I&#39;ve gotten some of these from cook books and Pintest but modified them slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will be post step by step pictures and where I went wrong so you don&#39;t mess up where I did!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/2531954153910132016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2012/11/new-recipes-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2531954153910132016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2531954153910132016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2012/11/new-recipes-coming-soon.html' title='New Recipes Coming Soon!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-304265955444962129</id><published>2011-12-17T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:08:43.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Etiquette:Broken Down</title><content type='html'>Last night as my sister and I sat and went through&amp;nbsp;OUTRAGEOUS&amp;nbsp;pictures on someones Facebook page it became very clean there are somethings you just shouldn&#39;t post! I know I have been guilty of some Facebook over posting crimes! Although, some of us just got to extremes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On said persons page we found countless &#39;sexy&#39; pictures. Most of which just looked down right&amp;nbsp;awkward. From the way that she posed we got that she was a brand name whore. She would do&amp;nbsp;weird&amp;nbsp;poses just so you can see where her shirt was from, how &#39;big&#39; her wedding ring was and her purse was front and center!&amp;nbsp;Now I like some name brands but I will not be their poster child without some pay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its not the VMA or CMT&#39;s no one on your friend list cares who you are wearing!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If its not a natural&amp;nbsp;position&amp;nbsp;please don&#39;t try and be sexy.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We know you love your purse but it doesn&#39;t have to cover your whole upper body!(I mean the majority of your pictures your trying to show it off. Why stop now? Oh, thats right you want use to see your easily $250+ purse!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we go through more of her pictures another trend is&amp;nbsp;present. Her &#39;shopping sprees&#39; are all over the place! In one picture she had about 10+ Bath&amp;amp;Body Work lotions which looked like the were all the same. This is your &#39;shopping spree&#39;? What the hell? You shopped a good sale and your gifting all of them anyways why take the picture? Who in the hell cares about your lotion and if you&amp;nbsp;honestly&amp;nbsp;need that much you need to sleep with your husband more so he doesn&#39;t have to jack off and or you need to drink more water if your skin is that dry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 4. Who cares what you spend money on?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 5. Don&#39;t just post pictures of what seems to be like everyday shopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to he spending habit, she posted way to many pictures of her cars. She traded in x amount of cars before she finally had a new used car. Alright, already we know you have a car habit stop posting about it! For god sake unless she bought each one out right she lost her ass in all these trade ins! Now, my Step Dad has a car habit but he gets really nice cars. Not a gas saver who is a few years old and even when it was new it was in the low end of the market. Unless you had the mac daddy of them! Which didn&#39;t seem to be the case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;6. We are glad to see you are supporting other country&#39;s goods and saving gas. Now please no more pictures of your car. We can&#39;t keep up with the trade ins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in the freedom to post what you want but sometimes people just don&#39;t give a flying rats ass about your name brand/car habit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worse of the crimes against facebook she&amp;nbsp;committed&amp;nbsp;was the &#39;over use of bronzer and the duck face&#39;! Oh, that and she had taken a picture of her paper work for her house. After seeing that I told my sister I wanted to go smack her for being so &#39;AAAAAAHHHH&#39; and ooo shit I could have with her address being on said paper work! Now, I didn&#39;t read her stutas updates but she seemed like the person to check in or tell people when she was out shopping or eating. I just hope the pictures are private and that anyone on her friends list is her size and wants all her nice clothes and or TVS and what not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Readers please neverever post anything like your address on Facebook!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/304265955444962129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/12/facebook-etiquettebroken-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/304265955444962129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/304265955444962129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/12/facebook-etiquettebroken-down.html' title='Facebook Etiquette:Broken Down'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-2065955078442514147</id><published>2011-12-11T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:08:55.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Japan you suck!</title><content type='html'>Having my husband of almost 2 months be gone to Japan for 6 months to 8 months(no more then 8) sucks! I was only married for less then 72 hours before I had to see him off also sucked! I miss him like crazy but I have been filling my time by selling Scentsy! Most of my sales have been to me or my family! Money is money though!&lt;br /&gt;
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Between working and making time to talk to Cpl I haven&#39;t done much of anything else but sleeping! So I am sorry for the lack of blogging! I will try to make time!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/2065955078442514147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-japan-you-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2065955078442514147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2065955078442514147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-japan-you-suck.html' title='Dear Japan you suck!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-211299293070862406</id><published>2011-10-05T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:03:16.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sucks</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been trying to use to the thought of Dustin being gone and its not working! From the minute I dropped him off to about a week later it hasn&#39;t gotten better. I&#39;ve been told it does but I can&#39;t see when because they are teasing me, I get to see him a few more times before he&amp;nbsp;totally&amp;nbsp;leaves me to go to&amp;nbsp;Okinawa.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first day I dropped him off went on forever. I woke up at 4 in the morning to drive him down to Richmond for him just to head back north to Q-town area. The drive to my sisters was boring and lonely but thank God once I got there the baby kept me company. I wanted to avoid going home as long as possible it worked for about two days. Once I got home I went to bed and it felt empty, couldn&#39;t sleep and woke up way to early!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve been lucky to have him call almost everyday! He tells me how happy he is but he misses me and loves me. I understand why he&#39;s so happy, he had told me that he always wanted to go back to Okinawa and he has found his way. Just means he&#39;ll be leaving me for 6 months, 29 weeks or about 200 days, however you want to count it. I like 29 weeks. Six months feels like its going to drag on forever and if I used 200 days I feel like it will be a little less then a year which again feels like forever. I will be seeing him in a few days for a weekend!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m excited my Mommy loves me she&#39;s paying to get my hair and eye brows done so I look GOOD!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/211299293070862406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/211299293070862406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/211299293070862406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-sucks.html' title='This Sucks'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-3268049876700528584</id><published>2011-09-29T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:45:04.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan it is!</title><content type='html'>After being gone for three days and not worrying about Cpl leaving saying &#39;Its okay they wont being calling you to leave to Japan with a few days left before they leave.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Guess who just ate their words! Today about mid-afternoon we get a call from an Richmond number. Couldn&#39;t get to it in time and it went to voice mail. Wait a few minutes and no voice mail. I told him he should call the number and see what that was about. It was a SSgt who said that Cpl should come in on Monday and if anyone had told him what was going on. He said that he knew about a deployment that was leaving for Japan in October 7th. The SSgt let out a big laugh and said no more like this Saturday on the 1st of October. Cpl being who he is said he still wanted to go. So, the SSgt said &#39;I&#39;ll see you at 0830 to give you orders and a packing list.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ooo, man! We have a whole maybe 48hrs to get everything ready. I&#39;m wishing him luck with this seeing as I haven&#39;t a clue what to do other then be there for him!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/3268049876700528584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/japan-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/3268049876700528584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/3268049876700528584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/japan-it-is.html' title='Japan it is!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-4809792774545428779</id><published>2011-09-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:57:36.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afgan, Africa, Japan Oh My!</title><content type='html'>The other day the Gunny that was helping Cpl with his package to join the reserve unit out of Richmond called. She was just making sure that he understood that there was a&amp;nbsp;possibility&amp;nbsp;of him going away for six months of training. Which I know he wouldn&#39;t mind at all seeing as its in one of his&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;places&amp;nbsp;Okinawa!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, its hits me that he really wants to go on this training or on a deployment. I don&#39;t think I&#39;m ready for the training much less the deployment. It scares the living SH%&amp;amp; out of me. Here is a short list of where he might be going Afgan, Africa or Japan. Hum, I like Japan I might be able to go on a trip to see him there, at least!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, for now I&#39;ll just have to wait and see what happens. SSgt and Gunny are trying to ship his ass out! Just waiting on orders. Which also puts a hold on the wedding. As soon as orders are dropped and we know whats going on we are getting married if not sooner...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/4809792774545428779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/afgan-africa-japan-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4809792774545428779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4809792774545428779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/afgan-africa-japan-oh-my.html' title='Afgan, Africa, Japan Oh My!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5197598548774806253</id><published>2011-09-18T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:45:17.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Lets me just start with that my sister did my&amp;nbsp;engagement&amp;nbsp;photos and I love how they came out couldn&#39;t be happier!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5197598548774806253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5197598548774806253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5197598548774806253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/09/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEgQoS_bxr8O8bsVNlgt-QGdBl8hXjud4APVvpqQBnYcy-8qd3raYFhiH10c2Y61LzBTHDpCBJ7OWx7AmIAHwFU64y18wPYUbXLhqzm8gpHV2TrcAkeUplWjJ-SFx0LPeU2aEZ9EplI5EiB2/s72-c/IMG_7947.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-4291502611517485146</id><published>2011-08-08T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:37:00.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Well, I&#39;m sorry I haven&#39;t posted in a while it summer and that mean crazy hours with loads of stuff to do! I&#39;ve been going to theme parks, beaches and on trips with my sister. So, I&#39;ve failed at finding my niche this summer but I did find a new laptop along the way thanks to Cpl! Who says you don&#39;t need a upgrade every year. My mom loved it that I gave her my slightly used one year old laptop.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will try and keep it current no promises till winter comes!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/4291502611517485146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4291502611517485146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4291502611517485146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-2346388668425640373</id><published>2011-07-04T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T19:35:54.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese Beer Dip</title><content type='html'>I love this recipe! I made it for the 4th of July(from memory).&lt;br /&gt;
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1 cup beer&lt;br /&gt;
1tbsp corn starch&lt;br /&gt;
Put in pot bring to boil&lt;br /&gt;
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2 cups&amp;nbsp;cheddar&amp;nbsp;cheese(or more)-Slowly mix in let all melt before you add more.&lt;br /&gt;
1 tbsp Dijon Mustard&lt;br /&gt;
1 tbsp W-Sauce(the one that no one can say right)&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 cup cream cheese(or more)-Slowly mix in make sure all the way melted.&lt;br /&gt;
2 oz. Blue cheese(melt in)&lt;br /&gt;
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Put the dip in a bread bowl when done. Enjoy!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/2346388668425640373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/07/cheese-beer-dip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2346388668425640373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2346388668425640373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/07/cheese-beer-dip.html' title='Cheese Beer Dip'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5276519892121502985</id><published>2011-06-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:30:47.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG Van Round 2!</title><content type='html'>So, if you follow my blog you know I had issues getting my van in the first place! Well, the issues don&#39;t stop there...a couple days ago I got a call from the finance company saying that they can&#39;t pull our payments. I tell them I&#39;m sorry but I can&#39;t do anything about it till Cpl gets home from work because bank account is in his name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, so they can&#39;t pull the money from a savings but thankfully I had kept the money there so all we had to do was get a checking account. We waited a few days because Cpl had work. This morning we went to the bank made a checking account! Thats great thought we had done it all that was left was to call the van people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO, thats not it I find out while on the road that we have to fax them the&amp;nbsp;information. Ok I can go to the bank real fast and have them send that. NO, again we run into a issue. The lady at the door tells us they can&#39;t fax and Cpl ask why. She says they just can&#39;t. Well, he doesn&#39;t take this for an answer he ask to the store manager. She then tells us they can&#39;t fax from the bank but can give us the stuff we need to fax.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with that out of the way I thought we were almost there and off we went to the office supply store. We tried to fax it. We tried about ten times I even called the company to check if we had the right number. Which we did.I grew upset as did Cpl. Then I had an idea something I use to do when I lived with my mom. I use to fax her stuff at work to poke fun/play with her. Called got the fax number and low and behold it went through to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I added a cover sheet to tell her what to do and that I loved her. She called as soon as she got it and laughed. Double check what she was supposed to send and sent it out. I thought she was not going to be able to send it like us. NOPE first try it went through. FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We got as much as we could together and went back the next day. We waited ALL day for the guy to finish up other deals he was working on and get to us. Little did we know&amp;nbsp;communications were off. One guy thought we were waiting for stuff the other and we thought we were waiting for him to get done. Needless to say we spent all day there around 8pm when the dealership was closing. We&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;life around 2am!&amp;nbsp;We left in a mini van...&lt;br /&gt;
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How we got the van with having NO kids!-&lt;br /&gt;
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We had looked at a few cars and dreamed and drolled over them. For me it was an 2009 Vue(I wish) and for Cpl it was the Jeep&amp;nbsp;Wrangler. Both of which way out of a price range! So, we looked at the cars that were with-in the price range. First car was an &#39;06 Grand Prix. We both liked this one up until we were going to take it for a test drive.&lt;br /&gt;
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First clue we didn&#39;t want it was before we could take it out they had to jump the car. Okay maybe it was just an old&amp;nbsp;battery that can be fixed. Then the guy drove it to get gas...I watched as he drove away to see if any&amp;nbsp;noise was coming out of it. Good news no noise. Bad news it started to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;Cpl please tell me its your smoke not the car!&#39; I said.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;No. Its not mine. What are you talking about?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;I see smoke coming out of the car.&#39; while looking at the sales man I said this, &#39;We don&#39;t want it now take it to the shop this one isn&#39;t ready!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Alright, on to the next &#39;HELL NO&#39; car. This one we just flat out said no to... an 2000 Sunfire with 196,000...enough said. Bright side it was cheap as hell!&lt;br /&gt;
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Last one...the mini van! It ran has less then 100,000 miles and doesn&#39;t smoke. WE HAVE A WINNER!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/457354024311533783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/05/damn-you-koons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/457354024311533783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/457354024311533783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/05/damn-you-koons.html' title='Damn You Koon&#39;s!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-4361686903496833851</id><published>2011-05-03T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:25:58.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine Day 2011!</title><content type='html'>I went to Marine Day yesterday! This is something like &#39;Family Day&#39; for them. oORah wife and I have been looking forward to this for the past month or so. The night before I spend the night with her playing games and drinking wine up to midnight. That was our mistake we had to wake up at 0430-ish with Cpl E. After getting the kids up and dressed we got in the car. We made our ways to drop him off at work, then find out where the babysitter lives and eat breakfast. We got all this done and back to LZ7 by 0720!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, that wasn&#39;t in time to get on Cpl E&#39;s bus. oORah wife and I got yelled at by a Sgt. We got on the other bus we thought if was safe to speak freely. This is when she was given the name &#39;Sgt PMS&#39; by Rocker Girl. I met her in line one of oOrah Wife&#39;s friend. Rocker Girl was kick ass! We took pictures all together and settled into the bus. We did that a little to soon because Cpl E came and got his wife and me! He said he had two free seats on his bus.&lt;br /&gt;
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Got on it and found no seats free this is when Cpl E asked a random couple if they wouldn&#39;t mind moving to another bus they didn&#39;t and moved buses. This is when he go pulled off the bus and another Sgt asked why Stg PMS had said oORah Wife had called her &#39;Sgt PMS&#39;. &amp;nbsp;He &#39;yelled&#39; at him.&lt;br /&gt;
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After Colors we were off to Range 15. We got put into our sticks and oORah Wife and I had been put in stick 8 till &amp;nbsp;AG&amp;nbsp;voluntold us that we moved to stick 34. &amp;nbsp;He got us all together told us what time everything was too happen and then put us on the stands to watch the 1st part of the Marine Day. It was full of things going &#39;boom&#39;!&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we were off to lunch. I found out what six dollars got me- one chicken sandwich, a bag of chips and a drink. I paid how much for that? After chow we went to the rides where you could ride in a AAV(Assault Amphibious Vehicle) or a humvee truck.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;We didn&#39;t get to take it in the water but we had a lot fun taking it in the mud! After we rode we walked over to the guns. I didn&#39;t shoot vary many this year but they had a lot. This is a picture of me from last year with the MK 19!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiB8S4bKapQ-Lvgc2N28gF4yfVQVBLxkqJM4dBMykSX84JbZI1i-74OJ2DUwE9xepFyZByH8cjDImYFJCmWbX2NkddyCQV2CS5TQrsLO0H30Uyo0ffmY7TRYccm5FYV95Z3mQreg7z4fG/s1600/31375_435474315448_709205448_5755098_7623286_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiB8S4bKapQ-Lvgc2N28gF4yfVQVBLxkqJM4dBMykSX84JbZI1i-74OJ2DUwE9xepFyZByH8cjDImYFJCmWbX2NkddyCQV2CS5TQrsLO0H30Uyo0ffmY7TRYccm5FYV95Z3mQreg7z4fG/s320/31375_435474315448_709205448_5755098_7623286_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I am going to finish this up. I met a lot of cool people and had fun with everyone!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/4361686903496833851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/05/marine-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4361686903496833851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/4361686903496833851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/05/marine-day-2011.html' title='Marine Day 2011!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEjOiB8S4bKapQ-Lvgc2N28gF4yfVQVBLxkqJM4dBMykSX84JbZI1i-74OJ2DUwE9xepFyZByH8cjDImYFJCmWbX2NkddyCQV2CS5TQrsLO0H30Uyo0ffmY7TRYccm5FYV95Z3mQreg7z4fG/s72-c/31375_435474315448_709205448_5755098_7623286_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-6572740710922649270</id><published>2011-04-25T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:19:20.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cpl You Have a Deal!</title><content type='html'>Well, after a heated debate Cpl and I made a deal. I&#39;m excited for this deal. Seeing as its hard to get a job with out a GED or some college I&#39;m getting my GED soon. As soon as I get my GED we are going to run away and get married!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thats not the good part of this deal. :) The best part of this deal is as soon as we are married he is signing over his&amp;nbsp;benefits&amp;nbsp;to me so I can go to college! So, the sooner I get my GED, the sooner we get married then sooner I&#39;m in college! I can&#39;t wait! I am thinking of a few things to study-&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Criminal Justice&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Special&amp;nbsp;Ed teacher&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Music&lt;/li&gt;
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Criminal Justice and Law are something I&#39;ve always been into. I loved my classes in high school and I aced them! Just I think it might be hard to find a job in this field but once your in you make good money so thats something to think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The teacher ones are something I have also been into. My mother was a teacher and I helped her when I was younger I enjoyed it. But like the first two its hard to find jobs at first but in this&amp;nbsp;economy&amp;nbsp;jobs are hard to come by all&amp;nbsp;together but its picking up(slowly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Child Care-I love kids and if I&#39;m watching other people little runts I&#39;ll be less likely to have my own. I mean I want my own but not right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;So there&#39;s my ideas I think there is more to come because as I think of it I want to study more! I can&#39;t wait hopefully the date I just emailed the lady about is open!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/6572740710922649270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/cpl-you-have-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/6572740710922649270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/6572740710922649270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/cpl-you-have-deal.html' title='Cpl You Have a Deal!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-6165775097123671454</id><published>2011-04-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:02:59.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn you Wally World</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday my Vue started to mess up for reasons unknown. :( I called my step dad he said it was the&amp;nbsp;battery&amp;nbsp;or the&amp;nbsp;alternator. So I started with the cheap fix first the battery. When ooOrah wife and I took the cover from the battery housing we saw that it was a Wal-Mart brand battery. Looking closer it had a three year&amp;nbsp;warranty.&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t own the Vue three years ago so I wouldn&#39;t have the sales ticket. I mean how could you&amp;nbsp;expect&amp;nbsp;someone who&amp;nbsp;bought&amp;nbsp;the car a little over a year ago to have a sales ticket from three years ago. So, Cpl told me that he&#39;s seen battery&#39;s replaced without the ticket before. I went to Wal-Mart with Boo-Boo in hope that I could get it replaced and hoped that it was the problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I go there I talked to a women who said no ticket no new battery. So, being my mothers daughter I would not take no for an answer. &#39;How do you except me to have the ticket if I bought the car a year ago and the battery that was bought in Oct O8.&#39; I said.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; &#39;08, &#39;09, &#39;10, &#39;11...&quot; she started to count the years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Ma&#39;am you don&#39;t count 2008 seeing as that is the year the battery was bought that year.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; &#39;09, &#39;10, &#39;11 still three years ago...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;No, seeing as Oct has not come yet it is still under&amp;nbsp;warranty.&quot; I hate when there is a language gap. She still did not believe me. Had to ask the guy next to her that had watched this going on. He agreed it hasn&#39;t been three years yet. Finally they replaced it for free it seem to help the Vue but then it started blinking. Now I have no idea what to do I need to make sure everything is tight now. Wish me luck!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/6165775097123671454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/damn-you-wally-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/6165775097123671454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/6165775097123671454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/damn-you-wally-world.html' title='Damn you Wally World'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5024291965827393610</id><published>2011-04-17T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:00:40.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Crafting!</title><content type='html'>Well, the other night my sister asked if I was free for the weekend to go on a vacation with her. I knew that I would be watching kids but hey a free vacation I like! From the go it was a little stressful but had to get pass all the packing, the sitting in the back of the van with four kids, the throw up and the&amp;nbsp;explosive&amp;nbsp;poops(poor Boo-Boo was sick) it had been fun so far! While on Assateague Island looking for wild ponies we found a gift shop. Under all the&amp;nbsp;usual gift shop junk I found something very cool...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrrDrUgofocVddW758WVNSirti8T1pfrw3GR5_9nSlVa4qv4jPZvZoZpoltxfughAjiazmNfAJ5lGRVdJfNssO-QmBFFUpwBee5R4BtQ3b5tY8P0mBcRo3F_NecLW3XvHG2oQKRuP29mn/s1600/Photo_00004.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrrDrUgofocVddW758WVNSirti8T1pfrw3GR5_9nSlVa4qv4jPZvZoZpoltxfughAjiazmNfAJ5lGRVdJfNssO-QmBFFUpwBee5R4BtQ3b5tY8P0mBcRo3F_NecLW3XvHG2oQKRuP29mn/s320/Photo_00004.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Comes with 12 sheets of blue sun paper and an acrylic sheet. To start you find something you want to&amp;nbsp;imprint on the paper. I should have read this step better because when using 3d objects you omit the acrylic sheet now all my things have a funny line. OOOPPPS Sarah is a little&amp;nbsp;special! Well nevertheless you layer it acrylic sheet(not for use with 3d objects!), the object or negative black and white picture, the Sunprint paper blue side up and then a piece of&amp;nbsp;cardboard.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhXHa84wCgosPP1GJOg0swKM6XqFvwajoCb9Seak-H3_TMM7zmBkubcX9Lm2_-EcqlW1P8fwbkka1hhON2WdYnQawMCeros6T3Q4sHyOcHlu1Y_ny_FIIMO9swWaj3lmLMQ4gStGpniQA/s1600/5.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhXHa84wCgosPP1GJOg0swKM6XqFvwajoCb9Seak-H3_TMM7zmBkubcX9Lm2_-EcqlW1P8fwbkka1hhON2WdYnQawMCeros6T3Q4sHyOcHlu1Y_ny_FIIMO9swWaj3lmLMQ4gStGpniQA/s320/5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Then you need to wash it. Then lay flat to dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xPRYmrzByHqvXQOOfkja_akwvrR0pJOLi-Cdjvnev28WnIoN5ttSYhmohh_tgGOic86t_mz1AwAQyn46VkgHMWPrdF5ZH3VxWHyGel5hB8EpWsdmHqkszLiSC92MoUuSi15bjdM7Po0J/s1600/33174539974_ORIG.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xPRYmrzByHqvXQOOfkja_akwvrR0pJOLi-Cdjvnev28WnIoN5ttSYhmohh_tgGOic86t_mz1AwAQyn46VkgHMWPrdF5ZH3VxWHyGel5hB8EpWsdmHqkszLiSC92MoUuSi15bjdM7Po0J/s320/33174539974_ORIG.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This is the end result! I plan on framing then and putting them up in my room. I will add pictures later to this blog.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5024291965827393610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/vacation-crafting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5024291965827393610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5024291965827393610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/vacation-crafting.html' title='Vacation Crafting!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEicrrDrUgofocVddW758WVNSirti8T1pfrw3GR5_9nSlVa4qv4jPZvZoZpoltxfughAjiazmNfAJ5lGRVdJfNssO-QmBFFUpwBee5R4BtQ3b5tY8P0mBcRo3F_NecLW3XvHG2oQKRuP29mn/s72-c/Photo_00004.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-7488588923086863412</id><published>2011-04-12T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:32:56.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Effect 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mass Effect 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I like this game but as far as playing it is hard for me. I play 1st person shooters. So, when trying to play a 3rd person shooter its like oil and water. Doesn&#39;t mix well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully I have Cpl to help me though. I like to watch him play this game its more like a movie to me. This is a game that a couple can enjoy together. Although you can not have two player co-op, who ever is better at this type of game can play and the other can watch and enjoy. The first part of this game starts out slow. Most games do though so they can teach you the controls and get a little of the back story, if any, but once under way the story line is addicting! I am a little mad though because Cpl has kept playing either while I am asleep or out. So, now I am missing bits and pieces of the story.&lt;br /&gt;
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That is why I started my own game so that I can get all of the story just not parts. The controls are easy and there is a setting for people like me. It is called &#39;Causal&#39;. That means you just want the story and not all the big, long drawn out guns fights. When on this setting you get less&amp;nbsp;enemies and they are easier to kill. I go for this setting because like I said I suck at 3rd person shooters but like the stories!&lt;br /&gt;
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The Con&#39;s-As far as graphics are concerned...the space and the&amp;nbsp;cinematic&#39;s&amp;nbsp;are amazing but...when you are flying above the ground &amp;nbsp;it pixelate &amp;nbsp;the closer you get to it. It only does that on the grass-y parts but for some reason it doesn&#39;t happen when there is grass on rocks. Another thing that I don&#39;t like too much is when you have new content in the &#39;Codex&#39; and &#39;Journal&#39; it flash. I would have liked it a lot better if that didn&#39;t happen its annoying.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/7488588923086863412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/mass-effect-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/7488588923086863412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/7488588923086863412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/mass-effect-2.html' title='Mass Effect 2!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-3187018749674346768</id><published>2011-04-12T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:42:10.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Refine my Niche List!</title><content type='html'>Let see in a month I have blogged about-&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Video Games&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Board Games&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Painting by &amp;nbsp;numbers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Flea Market Style&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;I still have ten more topics to blog about but at this point I want to look back at what I have done. I am in a sence reflecting on the topics, so please bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Reading- I thought this would be more fun I just can&#39;t seem to get into to any books right now. So, no more reading I don&#39;t have enough to blog about on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Video Game- I love video games I&#39;m trying to play Mass Effect 2 right now I&#39;ll let you know how that one ends.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Board games-I only like doing with friends. Kind of hard to play one on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Painting by Numbers- I like to paint and it is fun just can&#39;t blog about it. For some reason I don&#39;t know what to say!(for those of you who know me know that it is rare I&#39;m at a lose for words.)&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Flea Market Style-Like the other topics it was fun but I live in a room right now. When I have a house I can decorate I might pick this topic back up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I still haven&#39;t found what my blog is going to be about but I&#39;m only a month into blogging. Not bad for being new, I think. I might revisit a few of these topics but I&#39;m going to keep looking for my niche. Wish me luck!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/3187018749674346768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-refine-my-niche-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/3187018749674346768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/3187018749674346768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-refine-my-niche-list.html' title='Lets Refine my Niche List!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5261061876674894456</id><published>2011-04-10T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:42:54.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old post re-done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Old post from myspace redoing it just a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;She told him &quot;Just hold me tightly, just pretend to love me and want me, I just want to feel like someone truly wants me the way I am. Can you do that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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He looked at her with wide eyes and said &quot;Why would I do that if you know its lie?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Because it still feels nice even just for a minute to feel like someone wants you. I know its not in your nature to love.&quot; she said coolly.&lt;br /&gt;
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He sat there and thought of how it was nice to feel wanted but then he saw something in her eyes that he knew he couldn&#39;t live without. &quot;If I do this,&quot; he started &quot;Will you promise me you&#39;ll be here in the morning?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Why if I know its a lie would I stay till moring?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Because maybe thats how I wanted it to be at first?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Why a sudden change of heart?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I looked in your eyes and saw all the pain, all the sadness and yet I saw your yearning for pure happiness under it all. You have such I wonderful open heart and yet for some reason everyone only see the fake smile and the pain that you somehow hide at first but it always is in your eyes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;You would still want me after you know how much I&#39;ve been through and how much it has scared me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Yes,&quot; he said defiantly, &quot;I would because I know how it feels when you have no one and nothing to live for.&quot; He drew in a deep long lasting breath and threw his arms around her and said, &quot;I want you to never feel that way again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;And how would you know what it feels like?&quot; she asked peering up into his beautiful green eyes, and she could see it the pain hidden deep inside of him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Because I have loved and lost it all because I had no idea what I was really to losing. I see it in your eyes. All that I lost and all that I want.&quot; he mused as he looked at her face. He saw a shy little smirk as she stood there thinking of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as he had done a few seconds earlier she drew in a deep breath, all the while thinking. Thinking of how nice it would be to be in his arm forever. She felt his arms tighten around&amp;nbsp; her. She gasped and said, &quot;And if I promise to still be here in the morning will you promise me something?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Yes, anything!&quot; He agreed without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Will you promise to love me?&quot; She said with a slight hesitation. She saw the wheels turning in his eyes. She backed out of his hug. Only for him to pull her back in with fast tug.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Only if we can be like this all the time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Be like what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;This close, this honest and caring.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I will try my best.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;And so as will I&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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They stood there in there heart felt embrace. He picked her up and carried her in the room and ever so gently laid her on the warm bed. He got into the bed with her and held her tight fearing that if he ever let go he would lose her. He didn&#39;t sleep that night he watched her as she dreamed. She had a expression of pain written on her face. As he saw this she awoke from the dream saying, &quot;PLEASE don&#39;t leave me!&quot; Then she burst into tears when she saw that he was still holding her tightly.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5261061876674894456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/old-post-re-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5261061876674894456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5261061876674894456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/old-post-re-done.html' title='Old post re-done!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5183316552129826723</id><published>2011-04-10T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:32:44.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint by Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8z1Jmp0cXatYIYUqCo_c4h2OeXr4XDedM4juiBqjx5NlOJIJ_uq-zlq1KFKAbU84idaCpPrZGsXIjL0RvMT-vwscSuvxHQJxq1JyDlby-KQZrY6H0bLg48JAF7a1dX-n2-vgbWyxi4H7d/s1600/IMAG0426.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8z1Jmp0cXatYIYUqCo_c4h2OeXr4XDedM4juiBqjx5NlOJIJ_uq-zlq1KFKAbU84idaCpPrZGsXIjL0RvMT-vwscSuvxHQJxq1JyDlby-KQZrY6H0bLg48JAF7a1dX-n2-vgbWyxi4H7d/s320/IMAG0426.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I should say color by numbers though. This past week that I have been gone I have been working and working on the color by numbers! Seeing as I can&#39;t draw to save my life the color by numbers comes in handy. It is hard to get all the details down but over all easy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwe6l4CgZIiMZ4FPE4izn1dEG_DxmsEiq4xXMxCo7PfhaoMEOCgDqz1K9oZ5wai5QOhyphenhyphenhB_a9s8v-O9bS8dULYHCll0IQf4kNXUb2PKnHylLYOy3mkrFhIL1C2_RSOycJtSi2uin7GMASq/s1600/IMAG0510.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwe6l4CgZIiMZ4FPE4izn1dEG_DxmsEiq4xXMxCo7PfhaoMEOCgDqz1K9oZ5wai5QOhyphenhyphenhB_a9s8v-O9bS8dULYHCll0IQf4kNXUb2PKnHylLYOy3mkrFhIL1C2_RSOycJtSi2uin7GMASq/s320/IMAG0510.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would say that you should buy the color by numbers that they have and don&#39;t use the paint one. Because it is harder to color on the canvas. I&#39;m in the middle of painting one I will post it later! (Sorry so short not much more to say about this subject I will post again soon!)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5183316552129826723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/paint-by-numbers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5183316552129826723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5183316552129826723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/paint-by-numbers.html' title='Paint by Numbers'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEh8z1Jmp0cXatYIYUqCo_c4h2OeXr4XDedM4juiBqjx5NlOJIJ_uq-zlq1KFKAbU84idaCpPrZGsXIjL0RvMT-vwscSuvxHQJxq1JyDlby-KQZrY6H0bLg48JAF7a1dX-n2-vgbWyxi4H7d/s72-c/IMAG0426.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-2036622498243396855</id><published>2011-04-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T19:21:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sims Medieval!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I haven&#39;t posted in a while I was too wrapped up in Sims Medieval! For the Sim people this is a new way to play. I have always wanted to take my Sims back in time and have even been guilty of buying the castle add ons for Sims 3.&lt;br /&gt;
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This Sims game takes you back to the Sims Stories where it gives you paths and goals to&amp;nbsp;complete and if you don&#39;t your &#39;Hero&#39; sims is thrown into the &#39;Pit of Judgment&#39;. Which I love it is an awesome beast! There are many quest to pick from and play.&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing I love the most is how you play. You only play the sims that are important to your quest. Which means it you &#39;WooWho&#39; a lot and make many babies you don&#39;t have to play them but you still have to feed the baby I think....I all know is that they have gone from baby to child! I will write more as my game goes on...if I find cheat s I will share!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/2036622498243396855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/sims-medieval.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2036622498243396855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/2036622498243396855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/04/sims-medieval.html' title='Sims Medieval!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-8336756098099280291</id><published>2011-03-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:58:34.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOO Memories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Like I do in my spare time I was searching blog ideas in the&amp;nbsp;pursuit&amp;nbsp;of finding my niche! I stumbled upon such a simple idea. -Revisit things that you have already written and update and edit them! So, I went through old blogs I had written years ago on the social&amp;nbsp;dinosaur&amp;nbsp;MySpace. I think once a week I will go down memory lane. Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;She is up before the alarm goes off. She has already been reliving the night before in her head. She knows that this is a rare feeling to have, one of total helplessness. In her head she knows that this will not happen often.&lt;br /&gt;
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BEEP BEEP BEEP &#39;Shut up&#39; she thinks. She didn&#39;t want to move. He starts to stir. BEEP BEEP BEEP. &#39;Time slow down I don&#39;t want him to get up!&#39; &amp;nbsp;She likes the feeling of his arms around her.&lt;br /&gt;
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He reaches over top of her to hit the alarm. He gives her a light kiss on the forehead. He knows that face, she doesn&#39;t want to move and he knows it. &#39;God I wish I didn&#39;t have to work. I don&#39;t want to leave I wonder if she knows that.&#39; He hops out of bed and heads for the showers.&lt;br /&gt;
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She&#39;s still burried under the covers trying to think of what to say. &#39;Wow, I hate this early moring crap. Why can&#39;t he have a normal job?&#39; She thinks. She hides under the cover as he comes out of the bathroom he tries not to let too much light into the room. He&#39;s dressed before she knows it, as he sits on the side of the bed she hops up and puts her legs around and slowly rubs his back. She starts to kiss his back as he turns to get a kiss on his lips. They both know this is the last time they will see each for a week or more but they choose this. They choose each other. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;As I was rereading/rewriting this I remember the night I wrote this. A guy I was dating at the time had told me something that meant many changes. As I laid &amp;nbsp;beside him in bed he asked if I would wait for him. &amp;nbsp;I questioned this what was I waiting for? He then told me he was going to be delpolyed soon. I had to think about it and in the end I told him that it would be unfair for both of us. We hadn&#39;t been dating but more then a month I couldn&#39;t in my right mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;us to work out that long. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/8336756098099280291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/oooo-memories.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/8336756098099280291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/8336756098099280291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/oooo-memories.html' title='OOOO Memories!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-8414917766492092206</id><published>2011-03-20T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:44:42.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&#39;Lovely Bones&#39;</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m in the middle of another book but &#39;Lovely Bones&#39; &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve read before just wanted to keep the blog updated! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Lovely Bones is an amazing book of how far a fathers love can &amp;nbsp;transcends&amp;nbsp;space and time. It defies all reason! At times throughout this book people think he is crazy to be&amp;nbsp;searching for a killer and the body of his dead daughter. This book takes many twist and turns. At times it is a little bit unbelievable at points as far as a ghost&amp;nbsp;controlling&amp;nbsp;another persons body. As in Loose Girl the&amp;nbsp;imagery&amp;nbsp;is amazing!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/8414917766492092206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovely-bones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/8414917766492092206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/8414917766492092206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovely-bones.html' title='&#39;Lovely Bones&#39;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5936593386621549803</id><published>2011-03-19T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:48:24.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns Save Lives?!?</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of going to a gun show in my area. I went with my Dad, Cpl. and Cpl. M. I was sad I still haven&#39;t met Cpl M&#39;s wife!(ooo well I&#39;ll met her sooner or later!) The fun started off early when we saw this.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Ticket to gun show-$10&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I wish I would have thought of this marketing ploy! We saw many signs like this throughout the gun show but couldn&#39;t take pictures inside. This show had many awesome guns and more! I found a pink and chrome .38 special stub nose I would love to have and pink stalk and barrel that I could put on a thing that looks like a M4. I have to ask Cpl what it is later but right now he&#39;s busy watching dumb people doing stupid stuff on the TV.(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;
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My Dad was like a ninja so most the time I spent with Cpl and Cpl M. I was given a sticker by one of the creepy old men there. The sticker said &#39;Guns Save Lives&#39;. Is this true? I think its a half truth. I heard this&amp;nbsp;earlier&amp;nbsp;&#39;Its not the&amp;nbsp;invention&amp;nbsp;that is&amp;nbsp;inherently&amp;nbsp;evil its the people who use it.&#39;. I love gun rights but I think the laws should be tighten just a little as far as known criminals and people with known mental issues not being able to obtain guns. I know it wont stop the crime but nor will getting rid of them all&amp;nbsp;together.&amp;nbsp;Boss Man, Cpl and I have had many heated debates with Boss Mans&amp;nbsp;employ&amp;nbsp;TJ. TJ says that guns should be outlawed to stop crime, Boss Man said it was the people not the guns to blame. I said was there no crimes before guns? No, thats right crime started before the&amp;nbsp;invention&amp;nbsp;of guns.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;In the other room at the gun show Cpl saw his love from TV Amy from Lizard Lick Towing! He stayed for a good few minutes staring at her! This is where I recall saying &#39;OH you can look at her all you wont on TV. Not like your ever going to have the chance to meet her in person!&#39;. Hum, now I know not to say that again! So, needless to say he enjoyed that room. All and all I had fun with everyone there and hope to go again soon to get that pink .38 special stub nose with pink holster!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5936593386621549803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/guns-save-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5936593386621549803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5936593386621549803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/guns-save-lives.html' title='Guns Save Lives?!?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-7807558527994800698.post-5507017160635635969</id><published>2011-03-18T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T13:06:40.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Night!</title><content type='html'>Last night while over at Cpl E and ooORah wife&#39;s house we played a few games!&lt;br /&gt;
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First game we played was Lair&#39;s Dice. This game is hard to get at first but well worth it! It&#39;s dice version of BullShit. You start off with 5 dice per player in a cup. &amp;nbsp;Like so...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When &#39;lair&#39; is called out by someone everyone picks up their cups and count the number of dice that&amp;nbsp;pertain&amp;nbsp;to the bet. If the bet was 8 six&#39;s, you count all the six&#39;s. The bet can be spot on or higher then the first number to win. For example if their were 7 six&#39;s the person who bet 8 six&#39;s would lose a die. On the flip side of that if there was &amp;nbsp;8 six&#39;s or more the person who said &#39;lair&#39; would lose a die. The game&amp;nbsp;continues&amp;nbsp;till one person has dice/die left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is a simple game you can make your own. ooOrah wife has awesome pirates dice but I want pretty pink ones! So, have fun make it you&#39;re own!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/feeds/5507017160635635969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/game-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5507017160635635969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7807558527994800698/posts/default/5507017160635635969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcidal89.blogspot.com/2011/03/game-night.html' title='Game Night!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEjRbYy4PFcNYxom39G5mTY2P7uQUu1FHzzDVjw9NW9OGGlIHQghDmI18m1D7vaajhW1dGs1phYHZOprxmx15R8u_kwlMW5uoKyxJYaNViX0_-Y60xfjzr74n-1tmTbgRl3o157Ti1fwOEXM/s72-c/DSCF7223.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807558527994800698.post-239606136750777287</id><published>2011-03-18T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:50:58.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Will Always Be a Cpl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Alright, this goes out to all the Marines&amp;nbsp;significant&amp;nbsp;others. It doesn&#39;t matter if you&#39;re a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;fiancé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(like me) or a wife. &amp;nbsp;Every Marine knows many truths to be true but this one particular truth will stay with them for as long as they live!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&#39;Once a Marine, &lt;u style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;a Marine!&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I am a very proud of my&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;fiancé &amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;a Combat Veteran of the Marine Corp! He is in the IRR(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;Individual Ready Reserve). He can still &#39;play&#39; Marine. I call it this because in the IRR he can chose to go and do drills and a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;deployment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;, if he wanted to! He reminds me of this quite often. He could still pick up rank if he worked at it. As much as a would like to see his sexy little ass in cammies he says &#39;I&#39;ve served my Corps if it needs me it will call me back.&#39;. Which I hope it wont come calling that means a 7 months of hardship. I&#39;ve been through no more then three months without him before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;The reason I explained all of that is I DO NOT like it when people don&#39;t treat him as such. I&#39;ve personally heard it from a few and each time I utter the same&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;and leave it at that...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&#39;Once a Marine,&amp;nbsp;&lt;u style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;a Marine!&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I heard a &#39;ex&#39; Army cat say Cpl was an &#39;ex&#39; Marine and not a Cpl. I don&#39;t know Army lingo but in the Marine&amp;nbsp;culture(which it is a&amp;nbsp;culture&amp;nbsp;in and of its self) we call these so called &#39;ex&#39; Marines former or&amp;nbsp;prior Marines!(Just so you know NEVER EVER call a prior Marine an &#39;ex&#39; Marine! He will unleash a hell you have never seen! This is something I have seen Cpl do. ) I even before I met an active duty Marine I had a GySgt as a boss I called him GySgt when I first clocked in each day. He really&amp;nbsp;appreciated&amp;nbsp;such a simple&amp;nbsp;greeting. He said it was nice someone would&amp;nbsp;address as the rank he worked hard to earn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Like most wives and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;fiancé I deal with the after math of a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;deployment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;. One newly married Marine wife was going on about the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;tremors her husband had&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;a few nights before. Seeing as I sleep next to a combat vet. I tried to relate to her and give rather funny stories of Cpl&#39;s tremors. My story fell upon deaf ears. The reasoning behind this was in her mind Cpl was out of the Marines and he no longer had tremors. I find this funny if only these things worked like that. It would help me out a a great deal. I hate seeing him in pain...not as physical pain but the emotional pain the&amp;nbsp;deployment&amp;nbsp;caused him. If her rational was the truth he would no longer have these at times scary and painful tremors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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